Ghosts of Halloween (Ghosts of Halloween, #0.5-#3.5)

by Layla Fae

My princess is drowning out there, and I’ll be her fucking lifeline if it’s the last thing I do. She needs me.

“Did he tell you he loves you? Because I will tell you right now. I fucking love you, Harlow. I’m in love with you, and I’m asking you to break up with the fucker so you can be mine!”

“And when you’re well used to my cock, I will pound you hard,” I say, my voice growing raspy, because fuck, I want her now. So fucking much. “And after you cream yourself all over my dick, I’ll come deep inside you, and then I’ll have you stand and watch as my cum trickles out of you. So if you want me, better make sure you’re on birth control, cause I won’t fuck my girl through a rubber. You’ll take every drop like my good little girl.”

“Meet your demons,” the voice in my ear whispers, intimate and soft. “The Skullboy over there is Strangler. And the one with red marks is Butcher.”

“I’m Groomer, princess,” he says, laughing quietly in my ear. “I promise you’ll see the irony later tonight.”