Page 9 of Their Darkest Desire

THUD!

I jump up at the sound of something heavy falling down and try to look around my room, but it’s way too dark to see anything. I can barely see my own fingers and I haven't had a moment since I arrived here where I actually had decent sleep. At this point, I would do just about anything for some rest.What time is it anyway?

Loud stomping comes from the hallway and I hold my breath. Please don’t be a ghost, please don’t be–

The shadow of someone slowly creeping into my room starts to become clearer. Wait? Is that Felix?

He walks towards my bed and pulls me out in one strong grip, his fingers digging into my arm to the point of it starting to hurt. No matter how much I try to get his hand off, he just won't budge.

It wouldn't even surprise me anymore if he’d draw blood with the way his nails are pressing into my skin.

“Damnit! Let go! What’s–”

“Shhh!" He pulls me to the hole that used to be my door and drags me out and into his room, locking the door. He turns around and stares down at me. His curls are messy and damp and he looks like he just got out of the shower. A feeling of heat goes through my body seeing him without a shirt, his strong muscles flexing and gleaming, drops still dripping down his inked chest up to that delicious V shape. I look away, unsure of what to do or how to feel. He's basically naked beside the towel that’s wrapped around his waist and all I want to do is pull that damn thing away.Focus, Evy!God knows what he might be planning to do to me.

But can you blame me? It’s been months now, and out of all the men I've been with, he's the first one that actually made me come. And that was in a dusty room with just his fingers. I wonder how his other parts would feel, what else he could do.

“Sooo, care to explain what I’m doing here?”

He keeps looking at me, unmoving. His eyes seem darker and there’s this sinister gleam in them.

“Don’t act so surprised, when all you do is act like a whore.”

I gulp down the saliva gathering in my mouth and feel my heartbeat skip a beat.

“E–excuse me, w–what?”

“You're excused, but not forgiven.”

I start to walk backward as he strides towards me like I’m prey. My back hits the hard wall making me jump up in surprise. He sees my discomfort and looks satisfied that I’m trapped. His hands rest on either side of me, caging me in, and his head dips to the side. With his lips barely brushing my ears, I can hear him licking his lips.

“Hmm. Not wearing pants again, are we? Makes me wonder.”

“W–wo–wonder what?”

I’m embarrassed at how much you can hear my breath shake as I stutter the words out.

“Wonder if it’s because you hope to wake with my cock in between your legs.”

He presses his body against mine so I’m fully pinned against the wall. I can feel his hard length pushed against me.

“N–no!”

“No? Are you sure?” He rubs his length against my core and I hold back a moan that almost escapes my lips.

“I think my little slut is a little liar too. If I were to dip my fingers inside that tight pussy of yours, would it be wet and ready for me?”

His words are making me wetter than the Niagara Falls and all I can think about is his hands on me.

“But we have done that before, haven't we, Little Liar? No, I have another idea. Let’s have a taste shall we.”

He rips my panties off in one pull and goes down, pushing his face in between my legs as he ravages my most sensitive area with his tongue and teeth.

I moan out loud, not caring if I wake Brittany. He feels so good, too good! He bites my nub and I can’t hold the orgasm trying to escape anymore.

I scream out my pleasure as he licks off what’s left of my come.

I try to move away, but his hand on my hip won't let me go.

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