Page 18 of Ever Dark

I gasp again as he grabs my cock and guides it inside the fake pussy he’s got strapped to his waist. It’s warm and squishy but so fucking tight. So fucking good. I let out a deep moan as he thrusts his cock deeper inside my ass while my cock burrows all the way inside the toy pussy.

“Mmm, now we can cum together.” The way he moves his hips is dangerous. The way they roll up and down in slow circles threatens to shatter me with each thrust. I use my restraints as leverage and raise my hips to meet his, losing myself to the chaos of Aries Thorn.

Spasms flicker down my shaft, tormenting me in the best possible way from the tip of my cock all the way down to the deepest part of my anus. I twist and convulse around him, guiding my orgasm out for release.

“There we go. Cum for me, Bones. Cum inside mypussy.”

Oh, fuck. I can’t hold back any longer. A cry dislodges from my throat as I arch back. His hot fluid bursts into my ass just as I erupt. I grind into the toy pussy while Aries fucks me like an animal. He unleashes a demonic growl, digging his fingers into my thighs.

“Mmm, now you’re my dirty boy, aren’t you? Letting me fill you so fucking full.”

I feel tears stream down my cheeks. I’m so fucking overcome with pleasure that I can’t contain it in my body. My cum drips down my cock and underneath, soaking the both of us. I can’t breathe, but I don’t care.

Aries grabs my chin, pinching it hard between his fingers. “Who fucks you the best?”

My chest heaves as he rips the ball gag off my face. “Only you,Ries. It’s always you.”

He smirks and slaps my face. “Good boy.”

With his cock still inside my ass, he kisses me deeply. Our tongues swirl together like two fireflies caught in a mating ritual. I moan as I taste the poison on his lips. The sweet fucking poison mixed with a dark desire that we reserve only for each other.

“You always know how to make me feel better.”

He leans forward to release my wrists from the restraints. “That’s because I know what’s best for you, Bones.” He sits back on his heels and slowly pulls the toy pussy off my cock. “We’ll get through this Harker situation just like we’ve gotten through everything else.”

I nod and rub my wrists, sad that they’re free even though they hurt. “I’ll check in with Draven later. I’m going to head down to Duffs again to unwind.”

Aries smirks. “You mean you’re going to go find someone to beat the shit out of.”

I shrug but then give him a wink.He knows me well.

Fucking and fighting are my two most favorite things. If I can do both on the same night, then I’ll take it.

Plus, I don’t have the heart to tell Aries that a tiny sliver of me is still reeling over my encounter with Mia Harker. Cracking a few faces open should at least help me get some sleep tonight.

MIA

Ilay on the breakfast table—my legs still spread—and take deep breaths. With wet panties and flushed skin, my heart races.What the fuck is wrong with me?

I resist the urge to touch myself as I think of his brown eyes, his masked face, the way he pinned me down… I refuse to let myself get off to that image. Maybe the priests were right.There is a sickness in me.

By the time I regain my composure, I’m pissed the fuck off. I really need to learn the layout of this house. There are too many doors. Too many ways in.

I storm upstairs to the second floor, to the room I’ve claimed as my own, and throw on a pair of pants and boots. I grab a flashlight out of the utility closet and stomp down the hall. One by one, I open each door, flinging it open and flipping on the light.

My heart pounds as I wait for each room to illuminate, bracing myself for the possibility of another predator lurking in the dark. I’dactually prefer the company of ghosts right now. But another masked man sent to scare me into sellingmyfucking house is not an option.

It’s a good thing I have enough money to pay the monstrous electricity bill I’m about to rack up.

After securing the second floor, I make my way up to the third. This set of stairs is narrower and steeper, like the ones you’d find in a lighthouse. My adrenaline starts to wear off by the time I reach the top, and a prickle of fear returns. What if I actually find another psycho up here? I should’ve grabbed the butcher knife too.A lot of good it did me earlier though.

As I creep down the hall, I notice the air change. It’s mustier up here; the scent of old wood is thicker. The halls are carpeted, unlike the second floor, making it impossible to hear if anyone’s moving around up here. I take a deep breath outside the first room.Put on your big girl pants now, Mia.

I push the door open and shine the flashlight until I can flip the switch on the wall. I breathe a sigh of relief when I see it’s just another bedroom. Although, all the furniture is covered in plastic.That’s fucking weird.

Rinse and repeat. I light up every fucking room, leaving the door wide open before I move on to the next one. Each one is either a bedroom or a bathroom. My fear turns to annoyance at the indulgence of it all. While I slept on the streets, these people sat pretty in a mansion with over twenty guest rooms. What the actual fuck?

The last door on the left opens up to a study. There’s a desk against the wall. Next to it is a bookcase, the black paint chipped, filled with the kind of books you’d find in an antique store.I bet there’s some first editions in here.There’s also a comfy-looking couch. It’s so worn that the brown leather is cracked and faded like it did its job in comforting those who sat in it.

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