Page 8 of Hollow Nights

“You keep bouncing like that, and we’re going to have a problem,” he teased, eyeing my chest as he licked his lips. I stopped, placing my hands on my hips, groaning as I stretched to reach the carving. He raised his tail higher, amused. “Now tell me, what do humans need with such extravagant crystal cocks?”

“Well,” I huffed, “if you must know, they can be used for channeling Divine Masculine energies—” I jumped again, trying to snatch the crystal from his grasp but missing.

“Masculine energy? From a crystal dick? Well,” he leaned down, hissing his tongue at me, “I have a dick larger than this carving that can give you all the masculine energy you need. Just say the word, Libra, and I’ll show you just how divine a demon can really be.”

I crossed my arms, my cheeks burning at the startling offer. “Killing a human is against your demon rules, but you can sleep with one?”

He shrugged. “Some rules are worth breaking.”

“Pass. Now, give it back.” I held my hand out, pissed and annoyed. I was exhausted from dealing with his mess back home, listening to him go on and on about how he fucked up by breaking that stupid rule and regretted it. A sweet thing to hear as the human he protected. He wouldn’t shut up, talking and teasing me about everything, not to mention his constant sexual advances and teases. I’d spent the last few hours wrangling himaround the shop like a bull in a china store, trying to keep shit together and not look like a psycho to the customers. It was all exhausting—hewas exhausting.

I could tell he sensed my frustration, his smile dropping as he carelessly plopped the carving in my palm with a heavy sigh. “Fine, but you don’t think any of this stuffreallyworks, do you?” He waved around at the store. “I mean, you think a crystal or oil can really ward off evil spirits and manifest greatness? I’m still here, so it’s obviously not working for you.”

“Sometimes, it’s more about easing your mind?—”

“Speaking of mind, if you change yours about my earlier offer,” he winked, “I’m always here.”

“Like that’ll ever fucking happen,” I growled, placing the carving back on the shelf, tucking it safely towards the back. Axelle may not believe in the things around us, but if something like him existed, then how could all this not be real? As for his offer, well, who would actually want to fuck a demon?

“Seriously?” I snapped, sitting up in my bed. Axelle was underneath it, making the most frustratingly annoying sounds, refusing to let me sleep. I leaned over the side of the bed to see him poking his head out. “What the hell are you even doing?” I demanded.

“Well, since you won’t play with me and I can’t frighten you like I normally do, I have to keep myself entertained somehow.” He grinned, his tail wagging next to him.

“And how are you planning to do that?” I tilted my head, annoyed and tired.

“Not sure it’s any of your business, but I’ve summoned myself a playful shadow person. Even us monsters have needs, Libra.”

“Needs?” My face dropped as I realized what he meant. “Are you about to have sex under my bed? With a shadow person-thing?”

He rolled his orange glowing eyes. “Don’t judge me. And again, not sure it’s any of your business, but yes. Now?—”

“Not under my bed. Take your shit somewhere else. I need to sleep!” I was fed up with Axelle, with his games and taunts. I wanted to go back to the way things were, where I didn’t see him or know of his existence. I thought my sleep paralysis was torture? I was wrong. This was. “Now, Axelle!”

“Sorry. This home may be your domain, but under your bed,” he leaned up, “is mine.” The tip of his pierced tongue tickled my nose. “Get ready, ‘cause things are about to go bump in the night.” I rolled my eyes.

“Really, of all the places you can do your shit, you have to pick under the bed?”

“All monsters have their preferences, Libra. Some prefer the closets, others the shadows under the stairs, a basement or attic, et cetera. I like it best here, under your bed. Besides, now that you can see me, you can hear me too.” He raised a brow, crawling from under the bed, slowly inching towards me as I tried to roll away. “Why don’t you just try to relax? You could even use that pretty pink vibrator of yours to help and pretend you’re the one causing me to make all the noises you're about to hear.” My cheeks burned.

Axelle pushed me onto my back, his tail opening the drawer of my nightstand as it retrieved my vibrator. At the thought of him knowing about my toy—knowing exactly where it was andhow it looked—I realized he must’ve watched me over the years, pleasuring myself. A sick thought.

“That’s right, I’ve seen it all.” He dropped the toy on my stomach. “Now, be a good little fleshbag and give yourself a nice little release to help you sleep.” His tail softly began to run up my leg, gently gliding along my skin. My body tingled, reacting unexpectedly to his touch. I tried to fight it, pretending I didn’t feel how I felt as he watched me closely. “You always were strong willed.” Axelle leaned in, his breath hitting my face as I tried to control my breathing, my body suddenly aching and throbbing. “I can smell that wetness growing between your legs.” The spade of his tail scraped across my inner thigh. “If I can’t frighten you in your sleep, then I’m going to tease you relentlessly. I won’t force you, Libra, but one day soon, you’ll be begging me to fuck you. And when that day comes,” his tail slapped my aching pussy as I gasped, my body jolting in response as he smiled, “I’ll fuck you until your little human body breaks. And then, I’ll fuck you some more. You’re mine, fleshbag.” He gripped my chin, forcing my mouth open as his tongue reached inside and pushed down into my throat. “Never forget that.”

I had to snap myself back from whatever lust-filled haze he had over me. He was a demon. I shook my head, biting down on his tongue. Axelle groaned, smiling harder at the pain as I felt my teeth pierce his wet flesh. Bitter, black blood filled my mouth as I began to gag.

“Oh, you little temptress,” he vibrated, reeling his tongue back. “Always such a tease.” He gripped my neck, pulling my body towards him. “As much as I want to sit here and teach you a fucking lesson about how rude it is to tease a demon, I have plans.” He dropped me on the bed, crawling backwards to the edge. “Try not to come too hard thinking of me.” He winked. In the blink of an eye, Axelle disappeared back under my bed.

I sat up, wiping his blood from my mouth, spitting it out onto the freshly bleached floor. My eyes landed on my pink vibrator in my lap, and I froze as I stared at it. Part of me wanted to relax—to get off—but I couldn’t, especially with Axelle fucking some shadow-thing under my bed.

Groaning, I placed the vibrator on my nightstand and rolled over, throwing a pillow over my head, trying to drown out the noises beneath me. I could feel things bumping around, distorted hisses and moans, and Axelle’s purr. It went on for what felt like hours. No matter how hard I tried to silence it, I couldn’t.

Fucking asshole, fucking torturing me still.I tried to force myself to sleep, but my body was awake, buzzing to be touched. It was agony. I just needed to quiet my mind and get some sleep.

Chapter 4

Libra

Iwoke up early, before the sun had even fully risen. My body was wide awake and buzzing, electrified and aching. I didn’t know if it was the way Axelle had touched me, the things he said, hearing him, or just my body freaking out…but I was horny. Undeniably, uncontrollably horny. And all I wanted to do was get off and move on with my day. Sadly, with having a monster lurking around every corner, masturbating in private wasn’t exactly something I could easily do.

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