Page 13 of Ghouls and Girth
Umar
The little whore traipses toward my den with a friend on either arm as though they might shield her from the horrors within.
They won’t.Nothing will stop me from fucking all her holes before I sink my teeth deep into her flesh.She will belong to me and my brother before the end of the night.
Her golden locks shine in the last rays of sunset, and I grin as I recall the righteous fury pouring off her as she slapped the puny human male.
She was gorgeous.Vicious in true warrior glory.A graveyard gladiator.
“I’m sorry, but we’re closed,” Khalid tells the redhead for a fourth time.
She simpers and twirls a lock of her hair around her finger as she looks up at him through her lashes.My brother ignores her as my graveyard gladiator stops a few paces away.
“Excuse me, is there a restroom we can use before we leave?”she asks.
My hackles rise.A low growl escapes from my chest before I can stop it.Startled honey-colored orbs shift my way as I stalk through the deepening darkness, but she yanks her attention back to Khalid when he runs his fingers through his hair.
Expecting my brother to turn her away, I move behind her, caging her in so she can’t leave, but to my surprise, he nods and gestures for them to follow him.
His warning glance before he turns away does nothing to deter me.He leads the group of females deeper into our den, stalking down the center of the main chamber in all its splendid glory.The yellow and orange sunset streams through the glass ceiling and bounces off the stone fronts of the crypts.Flowers fill each of the vases, lending pops of color to the otherwise monotone view.
The females react in various stages of awe and reverence.
My ghoul looks down from his towering height in edgy, impatient amusement while I quirk a human brow.Their reverence is wasted.No corpses lie in the crypts and no souls linger in the silence.
My graveyard gladiator should worship me instead of throwing so much effort into useless emotions.
“How many people are buried here?”she asks Khalid.
He answers with his typical tour guide response.
“We have seven hundred crypts in this chamber alone.The smaller side chambers have five hundred each.Overall, we have eighty thousand gravesites, including niches, crypts, burial plots, and tombs.”
“Right, but… how many people areactuallyburied here?”
Khalid’s ghoul whips around and bends down into her face, studying her with such intensity she shrinks back.His human form merely glances over his shoulder as he continues walking.
His answer is pure bullshit, but we’ve perfected our spiel throughout the decades of running Hollywood’s most lucrative cemetery.
The friend on her right tugs her along while the one on her left skips forward to link arms with the disgruntled redhead.
Khalid recalls his ghoul in time for him to duck through the glass doors and glide past the vine-covered wall into the courtyard.The scent of earth and lingering sunshine is no match for the thick, ripe scent of my little whore.
After my brother and I fill her belly with our seed, she’ll be our little ghoulie whore, mindless and begging for us to stuff her full of our cocks.
It must work.She can’t die.I’ll stay in control this time.
She’s ours.Forever.
I’ll make her ours, no matter how dirty I have to play.
Khalid leads the group around the fountain at the center of the courtyard and past the rows of marble statues.The likeness, names, and life and death dates are all true, except the urns locked in the glass cases at the base of each statue are as empty as my soul.
Their corpses once filled my ghoul’s belly, but now they are little more than black sludge in my veins.No trace of their passage remains on the earth.Khalid and I ushered them to Sathanas one by one.They will never return.
We will never leave, and with the tiny female with The Sight linking us together, we will no longer suffer in isolation.
My brother stalks through the columbaria, weaves through the halls, and strides down the center of the cathedral pews to the vestibule.A sharp turn after exiting ends at the largest public restroom in the entire sixty-four acres.
