Page 4 of Their Darkest Desire

She looks up at me, her eyes growing bigger. “Huh, what?”

She really is a she-devil cursing me like this.

“You heard me, princess. Open it.”

Her throat bobs and she starts to tremble even more now.Oh, how I’m loving this right now.

“N–no,’ she quietly stutters out.

Well, I guess I’ll have to fuck that attitude out of her.She’s not ready yet, but soon.

I slowly walk towards the bed. I love how it’s making her squirm, how her eyes are growing wider, cheeks redder. It looks so fucking addictive. My hand comes closer to her face, brushing a stray hair behind her ear.

Slowly, I move closer to her. “It wasn’t a question. Be a good girl and open your mouth, now,” I whisper in her ear.

Her trembling lips open slightly as I grab her hair, making her head tilt up and grasp her chin, forcing it to open more. She's staring up at me frantically, I can feel her shaking. It's giving me all kinds of feelings, some of them I don’t want to look into right now.

I lean over her mouth and spit in it. As soon as the spit falls on her tongue I force her mouth closed.

“Swallow.”

Her throat does that cute bobbing movement again as she swallows my spit. And here I was thinking I couldn't get any harder – clearly, I was wrong.Why did I make those plans again?

At least now she’ll think twice about defying me.

Evelyn

I watch him walk towards the door. He turns around, annoyance on his face as if I’m wasting his time.

“Get ready in five or else I’ll make you work looking like that. No, better yet, in nothing at all.”

The moment he shuts the door, I jump up and try to take a deep breath.

“What. The. Fuck,” I whisper-yell to myself.

Okay, I’m calm. I have no idea what just happened, but I'm so not panicking.Who am I kidding? I'm definitely panicking. I'm all hot and bothered and there's a dampness between my legs that shouldn't be there. What the hell is wrong with me? I need to get a grip.

I quickly run to my room in the hopes of Brittany not seeing me.I must look like a mess now–I feel like it too.Ugh, he can’t just do that, can he? I mean, it’s not like I really tried to stop him but God, why act so annoyed afterward; he’s the one who started it in the first place. I grab my clothes and go to the small ensuite bathroom to get ready.

I walk towards the living room to see if the others are there, but the house is so quiet as if it’s keeping a secret.Oh, come on now, Evy, it’s just a house, don’t be ridiculous.It might look creepy, but that doesn’t mean the house is suddenly alive or something.

I’m looking through the rooms for them, but I can’t find anyone in here.Did they leave already? Don’t tell me I got up for nothing.

I go to look at the old wooden grandfather clock that stands in the hallway, but it seems to be broken since it's stuck at three fifteen. I’ll just go and check the one in the kitchen since I forgot to charge my phone after the night I had.Way to go.

Huh, weird. It’s also stuck at three fifteen?

“There you are!”

I jump up at the sound and turn around to see a happy Brittany smiling up at me.

“Britt! You gave me a heart attack!” I laugh while holding my hand over my heart.

“Oops, sorry. Come on, you're late!”

Brittany pulls on my arm, making me start walking to the basement. Oh, great, a creepy old basement, just my absolute favourite place to be spending time in.

“No, not there.”

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