Page 111 of Haunted Hearts

“Of the worst variety,” she replies just as softly. She giggles. I join her and together our bodies shake slightly as we try to stay quiet.

As my amusement dies away, images of my nightmare flash in my head, reminding me why I’m awake. For a moment we’re silent. Willow’s eyes close and she lets out a long sigh before going still. We lay like that for a while. I try hard to push away the remnants of my dream. But not even my semi-hard dick pulsating against her body can completely drag my thoughts away. My teeth grind together as I try to rationalize my current situation.

“Talk to me, Viktor.” Again, I’m surprised to find Willow awake.

I don’t answer her right away. It’s just a nightmare. Yet, why can’t I shake it?

“I dreamed that my eyesight, thisnew eyesight,failed me,” I admit in the darkness. “That when we go to face Fulton, I suddenly can’t see when you all need me the most. I can hear your screams of agony. They were coming from every direction. But I couldn’t see you to find you,Soiel Ywab.”

There’s a short pause. Did she fall back to sleep? I pull her closer to me still, loving her presence.Willow’s head tilts so that she can plant a kiss in the middle of my bare chest. Her hips press against mine and she sighs again.

“That sounds intense.” She sounds more awake now.

“It’s just a dream.” I swallow. “But I-I can’t let that happen. I won’t let this warlock take you from me again.”

I’m practically squeezing her against my chest now as my confession leaves my lips.

“You know…” Willow starts. I can hear the smile in her voice. “Even if your eyeballs were plucked from your head, I have a feeling your hearing, sense of smell, and even touch would allow you to find me just as easily as if you could see. Honey, you’re an incredible Fae warrior. Don’t discredit yourself by pretending to be like us measly humans.”

I snort quietly. Willow’s right, Idohave other senses I can rely on, in fact I’ve fought without my sight before. I just needed the reminder. Just like that my nightmare is dispelled.

“Do not lump yourself in with humans,Soiel Ywab. There is nothing measly about you.”

Willow’s hips grind against mine, causing my semi to blossom into a full-blown erection. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to will away the sudden desire burning in my chest.

“Willow… I told you what was wrong, you fixed it, so go back to sleep.”

Rather than listen to me, Willow rubs her core against my erection. Her flimsy shorts slid to the side as she does, allowing her to rub her arousal down the length of me.

“Willow, be a good girl and do as you’re told,” I beg between my teeth.

Her body trembles as she lets out a soft laugh.

“Be a good girl?” She scoffs. At the same time, she impales herself on me. I hiss, not expecting such a swift take over.

My eyes nearly cross as Willow’s body wraps tight around me. All the air in my lungs expels as she reaches up, grabs a fist full of my hair and slowly begins to ride me. Her movement is so subtle the bed is hardly jostled.

“Where’s the fun in being a good girl?” she whispers against my lips before claiming them.

I groan into Willow’s mouth as I cave to her wild inhibitions. Our tongues collide and thrash about, a stark contrast to the slow and steady rhythm she’s set. Oh hell, this is… it’s too much. How is it that this woman can be naughtyandnice? I swear I’ve hit the jackpot.

Suddenly, Willow’s head is yanked away from me. A gasp trailing her wake.

“Don’t feel like being good do you, Little Minx?” Kwil’s head lifts from behind her so that he can whisper in her ear. “Then you’ll be treated like the minx you are.”

Willow gasps again when her hips are jerked forward as Kwil pushes his hard against hers. Her body clenches tight around me. Kwil leans forward and kisses her neck as one of his legs slips between hers. There’s movement between our legs. Kwil’s fingers are suddenly there, collecting Willow’s arousal that has smeared across her thighs and around my balls. I snarl. This is evidence of Willow’s arousal forme. I nearly tell him to fuck off. That tonight, our little necromancer is mine.

“Good girls get to be in charge. Bad girls… Well, they don’t have a say in what happens,” Kwil murmurs. His gaze darts to mine and his face splits into a terrifying grin. “Ready Viktor?”

The sinister hunger I can hear in my brother’s voice tells me we’re about to rock Willow’s world. I forget all about not sharing as I bathe in the wickedness in Kwil’s tone. There is nothing in this realm that would stop me from participating at this very moment.

“Mystery Man, no, I can’t! Not tonight—” Willow whimpers before trailing off into a heavy groan. Her core grows tighter as Kwil probes her back entrance with his fingers.

I chuckle.

“I'm pretty sure he just said bad girls don’t get a say,” I remind her, leaning forward to take her mouth again. This is not a lazy kiss like before. No, Willow kisses me, desperate for more. Her grip on my hair tightens as she pulls me closer. The bite of pain only heightens my arousal. My only free hand reaches up to cup her breast through her shirt. Gently, I knead and massage her while her body grows wetter around me. Behind her, Kwil is preparing Willow for what’s to come.

I can feel when Kwil withdraws his hand and inserts the tip of his cock. Willow’s body grows so tight around me that I tremblehardwith the need to buck into her wildly. She feels so fucking good… The three of us groan as Kwil works himself deep into our woman’s body. The vibrations from Kwil’s cock reach mine and it’s nearly enough for me to lose my damn mind. I can’t stop the sharp, short jerks, back and forth, as my body’s needs demand to be sated. Willow’s sharp, shallow breaths weave between her heady, soft moans and breathy sighs.

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