Page 32 of Things Get Dark

Pulling away enough for me to breathe, he muttered, “I wasn’t going to let one of them be the first to kiss you.”

His eerie painted smile widened in a devilish grin. It was the only part of him I could just about see in the darkness. Chuckling, he licked my lower lip and gave me one more chaste kiss before releasing me and stepping back. “Shouldn’t you be running?”

I flicked my eyes to the doorway. It was still silent in the corridor, so I had a chance. Without looking back, I dashed outside and ran deeper into the unexplored wing of the manor. I still didn’t understand how Nox found me so quickly. Soquietly. I knew he was fast, but I should’ve seen him that close to me, or at least heard him. Then again, so much of tonight didn’t make sense.

The webs. The chains. Glowing eyes and a thousand spiders. Were these really Halloween tricks? No, not the point right now. I needed to keep moving.

Footsteps pounded in the distance, and terror twisted in the pit of my stomach. Yet somehow, it only made me look forward to them tracking me down. Perhaps it was due to my encounter with Nox. I knew why they sought me, and I wanted it. However, I was determined not to make it easy for them.

Crap. Dead end.

I frantically started trying doorknobs, searching for anything unlocked, and grinned when I got lucky. The door swung open, and I risked a glance back down the corridor. Two figures stormed towards me, and I dived into the room, praying it led somewhere I could lose them, or at least hide for a moment.

Unlike the other rooms, this one didn’t have any of the electric fake-lanterns dimly illuminating the space. Instead, the festival’s lights outside glowed through the two large windows, much like in Levi’s room upstairs. It seemed like it was still being restored by historians. Boxes were piled in one corner of the room next to a four-poster bed bare of sheets.

Hearing my pursuers rapidly approaching, I dived under the bed, tucking myself into my cloak with the hood up over my face to hopefully fool them into assuming I was a pile of blankets in the dark. It was desperate of me, but I couldn’t see anywhere else to go.

They entered the room, and I ducked my head, holding my breath and listening to their footsteps. Callan’s were frantic, barely slowing for a single moment as he darted around the room, growling in frustration. By comparison, Levi was light on his feet. I had to concentrate to keep track of him by sound alone. He barely more than a few taps of bare feet as he approached the bed before moving to the boxes.

“Did she go out the fucking window or something?” Callan huffed.

My heart pounded like a war drum. I was amazed they couldn’t feel it through the floorboards the way it shook me.

“Somehow I doubt that.” I could practically hear Levi’s eyes roll. “But she couldn’t have gone far.”

I slowly released my breath as I heard them exit the room, then peeked out from under my hood. Okay, no feet visible from the bed; that was a good sign. Still, I figured I should probably wait another minute before moving.

As I waited, curled up and listening for any hints as to where they were now, a flash of movement caught my eye near the bedpost. Was that… a spider?

Oh, no.

Hands grabbed me from behind, pulling me out from under the bed. A flash of shining white told me it was Levi, and I struggled harder before he could bind me with his webs. We rolled on the floor until he straddled me, gripping my wrists in one hand and pinning them above my head.

Another set of knees hit the floorboards beside my head, then Callan leaned down to lick up my neck, inhaling deeply. “No more running, lamb.”

Callan kissed me fiercely, plunging his tongue into my mouth and swallowing my moans. As he took over holding my wrists still, Levi untied the knot on my cloak and trailed kisses down to the low hemline of my dress. A rip reached my ears as Levi tore the dress down to my navel, but I couldn’t complain once he lifted one of my breasts free from my bra and took the nipple into his mouth. I moaned into Callan again, the sensations turning my fear into pleasure as Levi licked, sucked, and nibbled until I was a writhing mess. And then he gave the other breast the same attention while rolling and twisting the first between his talented fingers.

“You smell so fucking good. I could bury myself in your scent, lamb.” Callan leaned back and brought one of my hands to feel the hardness at his crotch. “See what you do to me?”

I couldn’t resist squeezing his girth through the trousers. Fuck, he was so thick. “Can I taste you?”

Footsteps alerted me to a third person emerging from the shadows near the window. Nox’s grin spread across his face as he watched me writhing beneath Levi’s touches. “What a wonderful idea, Witch Hazel. Get on your knees. Show me how you pleasure them.”

Levi stood, allowing me to get to my knees, and stroked his hands through my hair before quickly binding my hands behind my back in webs. He smirked down at me, admiring his work. “It’s more fun this way, don’t you think?”

My cloak was left on the floor, and I immediately felt more exposed without it, and not just because my slutty little Sanderson dress was riding up. Both Levi and Callan let their trousers fall to the floor, and suddenly, I had two very hard cocks in front of my face.

Nox chuckled as he settled in behind me and stage-whispered in my ear, “Well? What are you waiting for?”

Needing no further encouragement, I leaned forward and gave each of them an exploratory lick up the shaft, just to see what I was working with. Callan was just as thick as I thought he’d be. His cock was veiny with a bulbous tip I just had to take into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head, satisfied to drag a low moan from the red-eyed man before switching to Levi. He was thinner, but long, with a curve I knew would feel incredible inside me.

I switched between them, licking and sucking, desperately wishing I could use my hands to touch them. There was a rhythm to it, and I steadily took them deeper as I gained myconfidence. I loved making men moan. There was nothing sexier to me, and I was glad they were vocal men.

“Come on. You can do better than that, can’t you?” Nox taunted, his voice right in my ear as his hands stroked over my bare thighs.

Hands moved to my hair, and the next time I moved to take Callan into my mouth, he pulled me down until I gagged, forcing me to take him to the hilt. He held me there for a few seconds before pulling back and allowing Levi to do the same. Soon, I had alternating cocks fucking my throat, and drool dripped down my chin.

Nox’s fingers teased up my thighs, then he tugged my panties aside and dipped into my soaked cunt. The noises were obscene as he fucked them in and out of me, letting me ride his hand and rub my aching clit against his palm.

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