Page 17 of Haunted Desires
Except this time, it’s a ghost.
Three ghosts.
And they only want to impress her, as I requested. I did this. At war with my thoughts, I am delighted by her pleasure yet in need of having her first.
They do as I ask. They have permission for every touch.
If another man came into the library, interrupted our date, and kissed her in front of me…
The rage would be all consuming. But I can’t see her kissing another mortal. A mere man. This is different.
I invited them. I requested they impress her. I too wish for her wildest dreams to come true in this moment. Just this once. And then she’s all mine.
Watching them play with her makes me harder for her. Perhaps I have a kink I wasn’t aware of. Something that could make me feel even more for her than I already did.
I want to mark every spot on her that the ghosts touch. My mark. As the dark-haired ghost pulls back at her breast giving a ‘pop’ as he releases her nipple, I clamp my lips down around it and flick it with my tongue until Hazel’s gasping.
The two other ghosts switch places between her legs.
Which is where I long to be. Fucking her into these blankets until she’s screaming my name. I’ve never needed anything more.
A pattering noise in the distance distracts me slightly. It takes me a minute or two, with Hazel arching up and moaning as the light-haired ghost drags another orgasm out of her, and the other ghosts finding every place on her body that makes her shiver.
It’s raining harder. Thunder booms overhead. It’s loud as fuck to make it through the roof and the building. A crackle of energy speeds through me like lightning. We can’t see the flash from in here, but Hazel’s hips jerk upward into me.
She can feel the same things I do.
I don’t have to explain it to her.
I don’t have to convince her that such a part of my life is real.
It should make me relieved, but instead it makes me want to claim her. In front of these ghosts and in front of everyone. I want my teeth marks on her neck. I need her to want me just as much as I want her. I need to please her. To hear her screaming my name as she comes undone.
As I position myself, Hazel has her head thrown back onto the blanket. Her thighs squeeze my sides as she takes a short breath, and then her voice gets higher as she comes.
I drag my cock over her slit, staring at her, and push two ghost-hands out of my way so I can grab her by the hips.
Hazel is so damn beautiful in the light from the ghosts. It makes her look ethereal, almost like she’s a gift, and my heart skips another beat.
She lifts her hips again, another orgasm shaking her body. Even more than I need to fuck her, I need her to have what she wants. Whatever she wants.
I drink in the sight of Hazel breathing hard on the blanket, her thighs open for me, one arm thrown over her head and her other fisted in the blankets beneath us. She’s so exposed like this. I can see almost all of her. Hazel hasn’t hidden any of her pleasure, either, and that makes me want her even more than her gorgeous body.
She’s so obviously loving this. Relishing pleasure. Intoxicated by desire.
My mind is flooded with possibilities. With both of us working together, we could discover more of what the library’s hiding. We could find other ghosts and other histories. I see her by my side. I fucking love it. I need it. I need her now.
I give myself another few seconds to memorize the scene.
One of the ghosts bends his head to her neck, kisses her there, then puts his hand around the front of her throat.
“Oh,” my witchy girl breathes, and that’s it. That’s all I can take.
I line myself up and thrust into her with reckless abandon, bracing myself over her as I do. One swift stroke and she’s mine. Her bottom lip dropped with a silent scream of pleasure.
Hazel’s quick to put her arms around my neck as I fuck into her again. She’s so fucking wet. So fucking hot. There’s no foreplay like ghost foreplay, I guess, and I’m the only one who gets to feel the full effect of it. The thought fuels me to fuck her harder and deeper. She’s hot and tight around me, made for me, and I get up on my knees and fuck her like I’ve wanted to since the second I saw her.
Hazel doesn’t need me to slow down.
