Page 1 of Hollow Nights

Prologue

The Monster Under Her Bed

Her pained stare meant nothing to me as I lurked closer, staring into those dark and dangerous eyes of hers. It frustrated me how entrancing they were. She was frozen, unable to move or speak while under my spell, just a helpless little human for me to prey upon.

Perfect.

A low rumble vibrated from deep within my chest as I loomed over her, knees on either side of her body, squeezing her tight while I pressed my hand against her voluptuous chest. I knew the pressure made it hard for her to breathe, but this human—my human—was stronger than those before her. She could handle it. She endured my nightly torments, continuing with her life as though nothing I did the night before phased her—but I knew the truth. She was petrified, hoping that one day, I’d leave her alone or disappear. I threw my head back, releasing a gurgling laugh as my long tongue slithered from my outstretched mouth and snaked toward her.

Never.

Her irises moved slowly, meeting my gaze , locking tight as I gripped her neck and moved closer to her face. “You may not hear me, but know this. You’re mine, Libra, until the day you die. I am your demon, the monster under your bed, andyouaremyfleshbag to toy with as much as I possibly can.” I ran my tongue along her cheek, tasting a faint hint of sweat as she simply remained still, unable to move and unaware of my actions. “I’m going to devour every ounce of your fear.” My tongue moved towards her, dipping into her hot mouth ever so lightly. She released the softest gasp, straining beneath my growing weight.

My hand tightened around her soft neck, a little too eager at the feel of her body against mine mixed with the horror she was experiencing as it dripped from her soul. I wanted it all to myself.That’s right; feel that fear as it seeps into your bones. Give it to me?—

An abrupt rustling just outside her bedroom window interrupted me. My head snapped to the side, noticing a dark shadow moving behind the glass. “Now what?” I grumbled, reluctantly recoiling my tongue as I lightened my hold and released her. I climbed from the bed and quietly approached the window. My human’s body relaxed in my absence as she drifted back to sleep, her eyes shutting as I peeked through the glass, noticing something—or someone—who wasn’t there before.

My body melted through the structure of her wall, stepping through it and out onto the ground beneath her window and into the cold night. Crouched, peeking through the glass at my human, was a man. He was flustered, wearing a hoodie and sweatpants, obviously peeping on her while she slept. His hand was in his pants, his arm vigorously moving back and forth, jacking off to the sight of her sleeping in her thin nightdress.

“Look at you,” he panted, “sitting there perfectly still for me.” He grunted and groaned, increasing his speed. “Always so sweet, so nice.”

I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms, both amused and annoyed by this overly excited man creeping on my fleshbag. I won’t deny that Libra was an attractive woman; her curves and features were seductively alluring, always turning heads—but this was a first for me. Neither Libra, nor any of my previous humans, had something like this happen. So of course, I was a bit intrigued, probably more so than I should’ve been.

I watched the man as he huffed and watched her sleep, somehow struggling to let go. I almost felt bad for the guy, so I decided to lend a helping hand. I stalked closer, overshadowing the measly man as I wrapped my arms around his frame, my weightless presence covering his body like a jacket, giving him an extra surge of energy as I held him close against me.

“That’s right,” I whispered into his ear, pushing my tongue inside it lightly. “Picture those large tits of hers bouncing as you fuck her, all the naughty little sounds she’d make. Think of how she’d taste on your tongue.” I leaned into his body, now partially excited myself. I began to slide my hands down to his as I continued to whisper in his ear, aroused by it all. “Imagine just how that tight cunt of hers would feel sliding up and down your—” I stopped, peeking into his pants as I felt his dick in my palm. Despite being hard and dripping across my fingers, it was small and pathetic, causing me to rupture in laughter. “Your dick isn’t good enough for her.” I removed my hands, gripping his thighs as I pushed my slightly hardened self against him. “But I’ll let you pretend it’s notthatsmall.” I slapped his ass as he shivered at my words, and I licked the bitter precum from my sharp fingers.

Humans couldn’t see or hear me, not even Libra, but they couldfeelme. They could sense my words and my feelings as it gave them shivers and chills. It was a game I enjoyed most of the time, taunting and teasing them as much as I could. I may be chained to Libra specifically, but there wasn’t a rule againstfucking with the others. And this one in particular seemed rather entertaining at the moment.

I stepped back from the man as I adjusted myself, watching and listening to his not-so-private moment. It was risky, masturbating outside her house and so near everyone else, but it was thrilling to see the hold her body had on him. I could understand; it was intoxicating. His breathing increased as he fought back his desire. It annoyed me how easily it seemed he was about to finish. It was too quick.

Now where’s the fun in that?

I leaned against the window, crossing my arms, the tip of my tail brushing my hair aside as I continued to watch him closely. His face was red and sweaty, twitching as he tried so hard to edge himself. If this man couldn’t even keep it together at the simple sight of her in her tempting thin nightdress, just imagine how easily he would come if she really offered herself to him. Pathetic.

The man slapped his free hand against the window, leaning further into it, fogging it with his hot breath, rubbing himself almost raw as he cried out, ejaculating all over the inside of his sweatpants. I could smell the fresh cum as it spewed from his dick and dripped down his leg, the thick, salty aroma of it hanging in the night air. I sighed, bored with him. At least now, he would leave, and I could return to my human.

“Next time,” the man panted, twitching as he milked the last few drops. “I’m going to come on that perfect chest of yours. I can’t stay away from you, Libra.”

What the fuck? How the hell does he know her name?

“You’re perfect…and I want you…need you. One day, you will be mine.”

His desperate words ignited an absolute burst of rage inside as I shot from the wall. I stopped less than an inch from his ear as I hissed a pitch-black warning. “You had your fun boy, but ifyou touch her, I will kill you. She ismyhuman, and I don’t like to fucking share,” I snarled.

The man shivered, a sudden wave of fear washing over him as he quickly adjusted that scrawny, little limp dick of his and scuttled away. I knew he didn’t hear my words, but he sure as fuck felt them, and I meant every damn word.

I turned, stepping through the wall and back into Libra’s room, fuming. She was sleeping, undisturbed by the pervert outside her window. I crouched, eyeing her closely as my tail brushed her long, dark hair aside.

“Don’t worry about that degenerate. If he returns, I’ll take care of him. Only I get to toy with you.” I couldn’t help but smile. My grin curled up to my ears as I eyed her body closely before I lowered myself and crawled under her bed. “Enjoy it while you can, Libra. Tomorrow is a new day, and I fully intend on haunting your dreams.”

Chapter 1

Libra

“Excuse me!” The sound of fingers snapping jolted my fading consciousness. My burning eyes shot open as I stared back at an elderly woman across from me, impatiently waiting for me to hand her the receipt for her purchase.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Here!” I handed her the thin white paper, offering a forced smile.

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