Page 64 of Trick or Treat

When she does, the three of us get even closer, pushing the tips of our cocks into her mouth and squeezing her lips shut around them as she thrashes on the bed, glaring at us with murder in her eyes..

"Remember when you sucked both me and Saint at once?" Blade grins sadistically, getting a slight nod out of her. "Well, this time, you don't have to suck, sinner, you're just gonna swallow our cum… all three of us."

Her eyes widen just as the three of us let go inside her mouth, choking her with the amount that spills out as she tries to swallow so she can breathe. Some dripsfrom the corners of her lips, but she swallows most of it, trying to gasp for air as Saint pinches her nose, cutting off her oxygen like a savage.

God, this is the fucking life…

Riley

Back at the Mausoleum, the guys have Scarlett outside for a change, and she won't even look at any of them. Knowing something happened while I was gone enrages me, but I don't even bother bringing it up. Snatching her arm, I pull her to her feet and drag her toward the car, ignoring her pleas to let her walk on her own.

"Let go of me! I can walk!"

"Not a fucking chance. Are you assholes coming?" I growl, pissed that they didn't wait for me before their next game.

"What's the attitude for, Ri?" Blade asks, puffing on a cigarette with a shit-eating grin on his face as the three of them slowly follow behind me.

"Fuck you. Let's just get this show on the road."

"Where are we going?" Scarlett asks as I shove her into the backseat.

"We're going to the park, now stop fucking asking questions."

"But why are we going to the park?"

"What the fuck did I just say?"

"Yo, lose the snippy attitude," Nixon says, giving me a curious look as he gets into the front seat.

"We're going to pick up a toy for you, Scarlett…" Nixon says, smiling with evil in his eyes. "It's time you learn to do what we do…"

twenty-two

Killing 101

Scarlett

Once again, I'm sandwiched in the back of the car, but instead of being between Blade and Saint, I'm between Riley and Nixon, and the chill that runs down my spine is getting progressively worse. As if we're just a group of normal people, Blade pulls up to a McDonald's drive-through and turns in his seat, smiling as his eyes lock onto mine.

"Are you hungry?" he asks, dropping his gaze to my parted thighs and then back up quickly, keeping that dangerous smile on his face that sucked me in from the start.

"I could eat," I answer in a soft tone, still nervous about where we're going once we leave here.

They said something about going to the park to pick up a toy. In so many words, I was told I'll be killing someone tonight and I feel sick to my stomach, but still, I'm starving.

A voice cuts through the speaker, asking if we'll be using the mobile app today, and Blade answers with a solid no, continuing with the order.

"We'll just take 10 mcdoubles, five small fries, and five large cokes; that's all." There's some sighing on the other end before the voice tells him to pull forward for his total.

"Why work here if they're going to have a fucking attitude?" Blade scoffs, pulling up to the next window and taking his wallet out of his back pocket.

Once we haveour food and are back on the road, we eat in silence, the sound of crinkling wrappers and slurping sodas echoes in my ears, but my eyes stay glued to the sight of Salem out the back windows—the town I haven't seen in days. It's funny, even though I know it hasn't changed, everything looks so different.

Buildings that used to be lit are dark as we pass them. Parks that used to have kids playing in them at this time of night are now empty and desolate, leaving a shiver scattering along my tailbone as I slowly sip on my soda, relishing the burn from the carbonation. I pop a fry into my mouth, sucking the salt off of it and letting it melt against my tongue before finally chewing it and swallowing.

"So…" Nixon says, rubbing his belly as he lets out a loud burp. " Are you excited about tonight, Scarlett?" He grins, rolling the back window down as he lights a cigarette, holding the pack out to me. I take one as my mouth waters, craving the taste of nicotine for some reason.

"Ecstatic," I sneer as he lights the cigarette for me, knowing they can all hear the sarcasm in my voice.

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