Page 41 of Ghosts of Halloween

She freezes while Jack groans, and I grin, kissing the top of her head, letting her get off me.

“It felt good, didn’t it? Now, sweetheart, it’s your turn to make Daddy feel good. Get down on your hands and knees like a good little slut and give me that pretty ass of yours. Silas, be a good boy and bring me lube.”

Jack turns away and presses his forehead to the wall, breathing hard, while Silas curses under his breath and leaves, making the door bang against the wall. I wonder if he’ll come back, but I’m almost sure after his recent victory, he’ll want to play more.

I turn back to Harlow, and she’s sitting on the floor, hugging her knees to herself. Her eyes are dark and glittery, face flushed, and God, she looks so beautiful and young. For a moment, I can’t believe the reality of her.

“What’s wrong, little bird?” I ask, lifting her chin up so I can dive into those wide,innocent eyes.

“Nothing,” she says, worrying her lower lips. “It’s just that… It will hurt, won’t it? I’m not opposed to that, I just… It’s all a bit much.”

“You can’t tap out,” I say, brushing hair off her face. “We haven’t even started, and it will get much, much better. Or worse, depending on how you look at it.”

She flinches away from my touch, fear flickering across her face, and I reach back for her with a chuckle. She stays put as I pinch her lower lip, squishing it red and plump between my fingers.

“You got us all into this mess, and you’ll get us out. Now be my good little slut and do as I say. I’ll go slow. Ass fucking is an art, too, and I’m good at it.”

She hesitates, but finally, her face softens in resignation, and she turns around, offering me her ass as her face reddens with a blush.

For a girl who’s been around so much, she really blushes a lot. It’s cute and makes my hard cock give a painful twitch in my pants.

I massage her buttocks, my hands rough on her soft skin, and Harlow releases a long breath, easing into my touch. Silas comes back and puts the lube by my side before retreating to a corner to watch, his face dark with anger.

“Fuck it,” Jack says, sounding frustrated, and comes closer, kneeling in front of Harlow. He strokes her hair and nape, speaking gently, “You’ll be all right. It will feel good, you’ll see. And I can’t wait to do that to you, too, after he’s done. I want you so much, princess.”

She moans in reply, and I let my fingers come closer and closer to her asshole. I spit, making it wet, and gently explore her opening. It’s tight, with so much tension in there, I think it’s unlikely she’s done this before.

It seems we get to take a lot of Harlow’s firsts tonight.

“Why don’t you help your girlfriend relax?” I ask Jack, knowing he’ll jump through any hoop now that I called her that.

He’s adorable, and his sweet love is so endearing to watch. I’ve seen Jack beat people to a pulp, kicking a guy’s teeth in and fighting five men at once,coming out bloodied yet victorious. He’s tough, hardened from a fucked-up childhood and life, but when she’s around, he turns into a pussy-whipped little puppy, ready to beg at her feet.

“What do you think I’m doing?” he asks.

“Give her a pacifier,” I say, watching him with a grin as my fingers glide slowly through Harlow’s ass crack.

She huffs out a sound that’s something between a moan and a laugh, and Jack’s face tightens as he glares at me. I don’t think he gets it, so I clarify.

“Little bird, I want you to suck on Jack’s cock. But don’t blow him. It’s not for his pleasure but to help you relax. Just put as much of him as is comfortable in your mouth and suck. I promise, it will make everything better. Just like a pacifier. Now do as Daddy says, or I’ll spank your ass.”

“Jesus, man,” Jack says, shaking his head, even though I see how his cock twitches in anticipation. “You’re sick.”

“Aren’t we all.”

I spit on Harlow’s ass again, massaging the little hole. It slowly loosens up, and knowing I’ll fuck it soon makes it difficult to control myself. I hurry Jack along, eager to speed things up.

“Just do as I say. Or don’t. I guess she can do without your cock now that she’s about to get mine.”

Jack growls in anger and shuffles around to give Harlow easy access, positioning his crotch under her face, and I shake my head. He’s so predictable. That girl will have such an easy time controlling him, it’s a disgrace.

But then, my chest tightens, and I grit my teeth as I remember there is no future for Jack and Harlow. This night is all we have. And time’s ticking.

I reach for the lube while Jack guides Harlow’s mouth to his cock. She takes him in, just the head, and he closes his eyes, a vein in his forehead pulsing as he breathes through his nose, probably keeping himself from moaning.

“Good boy,” I say, forcing lightness into my voice. “And you’re doing so well, Harlow. Daddy’s very pleased with the two of you.”

She moans around his cock, and Jack shakes his head, his eyes squeezing shut. Refusing to look at me.

---