Page 3 of Hollow Nights

“Well, if that man wants some attention, he can start coming in during my shifts and talking to me. I’ll show that pretty boy all the attention he wants.” Sterling looked at me, noticing my fatigue. “Still struggling to sleep?” I groaned, nodding. “Girl, you need to get yourself one of those nightmare stones—or pop some magic little sleeping pills.”

“I don’t want to use pills,” I groaned.

“Well, I don’t want to look at that zombie-ass face of yours every day. You’re doing it to yourself. Take some pills and ride that wave into some deep sleep. Trust me, you’ll thank me later. Now, I’m off, so I’ll catch you later.” He waved, leaving for the day.

As I finished finding the last of the mood rings, I glanced up at the clock, watching as the small hand ticked again and again.Only a few more hours.God, I hope I can get some sleep tonight.

The Monster Under Her Bed

Libra tossed and turned for hours, struggling to fall asleep before finally drifting off peacefully. She listened to that friend of hers and took some sleeping pills, their effects in full swing. I knew she needed rest and dreaded my reappearance, but the urge to torment her was too strong. My poor fleshbag, stuck in an endless cycle of exhaustion and nightmares. It almost made me feel bad for torturing her—almost. But I had to. If terrorizing her wasn’t my sole reason for existing, I wouldn’t bother with such a task as haunting human dreams, but this was my purpose. I tried to be humane enough to at least allow her a little bit of sleep before becoming the sleep demon she feared so much. But the drive to terrorize the human was too much. I needed to feed off the fear—her fear.

Time to play, Libra. Now, let’s see how strong those pills really are.

I climbed over the foot of her bed, carefully positioning myself, preparing to wake her, when a moving shadow caught my attention as it quickly bolted past the window. I stopped, glaring as I stared, waiting, my claws digging into the bed. Something rustled outside her home, just like the night before. The interruption pissed me off. I was hungry and annoyed, waiting all day for this moment.

“That perverted fucker must’ve come back,” I growled. My eyes fell back to Libra as she continued to sleep peacefully. My body stiffened as I waited, thinking over what to do next. I could simply crawl back under the bed and wait, leaving fate to run its course while this creep jacks off outside the window to my human, feeding once he leaves, but I really didn’t like the waythis guy looked at her. Something about him felt—off. Another sound outside her window was all it took to make my choice.

“I’ll handle this,” I groaned, looking at Libra as she slept, the moonlight peeking through her window and illuminating her tan, tattooed skin. I retreated from her bed and rushed to the wall, stepping through the window. “Goddamn humans,” I grumbled, looking out into the night, but there was no one there—no sign of the man. I stepped fully outside, the studded collar around my neck chaining me to her tugging lightly as I moved further away from her body. My claws grasped the long metal leash, yanking it loose with an attitude.

Fucking chains. I know my place. I don’t need a reminder!A soft squeak made me whip my head around as I noticed the front door cracked lightly.That’s not normal.I slithered closer, leaning down as I examined the lock, realizing someone had picked it. My nostrils flared as I inhaled, catching a lingering whiff of the man’s scent hanging in the air.That fucking pervert.Standing, I reached my claws out and slowly pushed the door open, peeking into the darkness. I half expected to see him standing there, but I was wrong.Where are you?I stepped further inside, quietly closing the door behind me as my eyes searched the darkness while listening for any sign of the intruder. Everything seemed oddly normal, not a single item out of place. It was eerie. Something felt off.

My chain wriggled, yanking the collar around my neck. It was alerting me, telling me something was happening to my fleshbag in the other room.Shit.

I bolted back to Libra’s room, halting in the doorway. The same pervert from the night before was in her room, except this time, he was straddling her sleeping body, his little dick in his sweaty palm as he violently began to jack off above her face. I wasn’t sure if I was impressed or insulted—either way, it was a bold move, something I never expected this guy to pull.

I was surprisingly upset, having to force myself to calm down.Remember the rules. Know your place.As much as I didn’t like him or the idea of him getting off to my fleshbag, he wasn’t doing her any real harm.

I stepped into the room, leaning against the wall as I impatiently waited for him to finish, examining my black-dipped claws. “Fucking humans.” My tail swayed behind me as I watched. I had all the time in the world, but waiting even a few measly minutes felt like an eternity. I huffed at my own thoughts, hungry and annoyed.

The man shifted, and my eyes instantly fixated on him as he leaned closer to Libra. He used his free hand to pull her nightdress down, exposing her pierced breasts. My dick flexed at the sight.

“Calm down,” I groaned to myself again.

He began to grope her, moaning as he played with her pretty nipples, his body jolting with each aggressive flick. I didn’t like sharing my human with others, an odd effect of the many years I’d spent chained to Libra’s soul. But I was just her demon, the monster under bed who came out to terrorize her at night, nothing more. I had no place to interfere with what happened in her life. None of us did. Yes, I could get away with small things: knocking things around, yanking her hair, breathing down her neck, giving her a chill, but that was it. There were rules for my kind, each with its own reasoning and consequences behind it. So if this fucker wanted to break in and fondle my fleshbag for a good old time, fine.

I glared at the man as he quickened his speed, grunting and huffing like an animal. “Enjoy it while you can. That’s all you—” I stopped, watching as he grabbed her face, forcing her mouth open. Something snapped inside me. “Oh no, you fucking don’t.”

My body lunged from the wall, aiming for him, my brain flooded with rage. I climbed on the bed and wrapped my longchain around his neck, pulling it from behind. He dropped her face, clawing at his throat, choking as I constricted the chains, pulling so tight, his eyes bulged, nearly rolling back. I watched as he suddenly came all over Libra’s chest and blanket, his dick pulsating, squirting all over the place. All reasoning left my existence as I leaned in, my claws digging into his skull, disgusted and fuming with anger and hunger.

“No one forcesmyfleshbag,” I hissed into his ear. His fearful eyes slowly moved to me, widening as he noticed me. “That’s right,” I grinned, “you can see me now. You want to know why?” I leaned in closer, my long tongue tasting his flesh. “That’s because you’re about to die.” He tried to scream, but my chains prevented even a whisper from his gaping mouth. “Shhh.” I forcefully twisted his face towards Libra. “We wouldn’t want to wake her now, would we?”

A tear fell down his cheek as he desperately tried to escape me. My tail curled around his baby dick, the hardness falling almost limp. “Aw, don’t tell me you’re all finished?” I moved, my tail stroking his small dick, squeezing tighter with each motion. “Don’t you want to go again? Don’t you want to cover her body in your sticky, bitter cum? Isn’t that why you broke in?” He gasped for air, unable to answer as my smile faded. “You really thought you could just slither your way in here,” my tail constricted harder, “and force my human to let you do whatever you wanted to her? Not on my watch.”

I grunted, ripping the small penis clean from his body. His warm blood spewed across her, exciting me as it mixed with the smell of his cum and fear. He jolted, his mouth wide as he tried to cry, horrified as my tail played with his dick, waving it around, watching as it flopped back and forth, blood dripping down onto the floor. “You wanted to putthislittle thing in her pretty little mouth,” I chuckled, exposing all my sharp teeth, “but you know, I think it would look better in yours.” Without hesitation, my tailshoved his bloody dick into his mouth, forcing it deep down his throat.

My chains fell as the man gripped his throat, choking, gagging on his own dick. He fell back onto the floor, blood from his crotch soaking his body and the floor around him. He wriggled around like a fish out of water, his eyes glued to me, his nails clawing at the fleshy penis in his mouth. He tried to remove it, but I’d shoved it so far down his throat, it was only a matter of time before it killed him. I watched him with delight as I crawled to the edge of the bed, laying on my stomach across Libra’s body, kicking my legs as I played with my chain in amusement.

“How’s it taste?” I raised a brow, unphased by how his face was changing colors. “I don’t mind the taste of dick myself, but you have to admit, yours lacks some flavor.” The smell of his blood filled the room, enticing my growing appetite. I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply. “Oh, you smell absolutely scrumptious, human. I don’t know if it’s your fear, your blood, or both, but you are making my mouth salivate!”

My eyes bolted back to him as I grinned, a shadow casting over my face. He stopped moving, grasping onto the last few lingering seconds of his life. I crawled towards him on all fours, my mouth open as my tongue hung free. “You tried to hurt my fleshbag,” I growled, a feral darkness falling over me as I towered over him. “A fatal mistake.” My claws dug into his limbs, pinning him to the floor as he groaned, too weak to fight back. “No one touches her, human. No one! She’smineto haunt.” I widened my mouth, saliva dripping from my teeth. “I’m going to eat your flesh and consume your fear, your soul. It’s mine to devour.”

Within the blink of an eye, my teeth sank into his skull, wrapping around his face as I bit down, tasting his fear. It was mixed with his blood, the flavor absolutely divine. My tongue slithered along his skin as I tore it from his bones, wasting notime eating all of him. It didn’t take me long to consume his entire body, leaving nothing behind but his blood staining the floor and the smell of his cum lingering faintly in the room. I ran my tongue along the stain, licking as much of him as I could, tasting just how scared he was. I cleaned his blood from my claws as I sat on the floor, leaning against her bed, when something under her nightstand caught my attention. The orange color stood out next to the dark color of the blood-stained floor. My tail reached out, grabbing the object as I observed it closely.

“Well, I guess she was wrong.” I tucked the sphere under Libra’s bed as I stood, fully satisfied. “That crystal didn’t bring him any luck after all.” I looked at her, sleeping undisturbed. I guess it was a good thing she drugged herself after all. Her bedding was stained with the man’s blood, cum drenching the blanket across her body. Her breasts remained exposed, her nipple piercings glistening in the moonlight. I had to control myself from touching her, filled with an odd urge. As I stared at her, the fog of my actions began to clear.

“Fuck.” I realized what I had just done, my own fear creeping in at the rule I had just broken. Slight panic ensued as I gripped the foot of her bed, my claws digging into the wood, ruining the surface.

I broke a rule—a pretty big one. Now, everything is going to change. She’s going to see me for who I really am—what I really am.

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