Scream For Us (Order of the Unseen, #0.5)

by Molly Doyle

“If you ever fucking touch her again, I’ll put you down like a sick dog.”

Lyrics boom from the speakers. I can’t wait to hear you— I can’t wait to hear you scream.

“I have this urge to kill—” he hesitates, his voice low. “—anyone who touches you.”

“I’ve been watching you all goddamn night. I want to fuck the sadness out of you until you’re screaming in ecstasy while coming around my cock.”

“Beg me for mercy if my dark is too much for you to bear.”

“Please, I’m begging you.” He whines back, mocking me.

“You’re safe,” he promises, and even with his deep, menacing tone, he eases my fears. “And ours.”

Here I am, in a stranger’s bathroom, getting railed by Ghostface.

And even better, he’s fucking my brains out through the hole he ripped in my fishnets. Please don’t kill me Mr. Ghostface. Not yet, at least.

“Good girl,” he praises, squeezing my ass as he slams into me with urgency. “You’re such a good fucking girl.”

“That’s right. Such a good little slut. Bounce on daddy’s dick.”

“We’re going to fuck your pretty little cunt and tight ass with whatever we see fit,” he bites out,

“And you’re going to take it,” he finishes, sinking two fingers deep inside me. “Aren’t you, sweetheart?”