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!”

“Yeah, you’re a slut,” I say, angry that I bared my soul to her, and she ignored it like a bitch. “But unlike everyone else, I’ll call you that to your face. And then, I’ll still tell you I love you. I don’t care who you fucked, babe. I only care that you stay mine when we’re together. So how will it be?”

“If you tell your boyfriend to fuck off, I’ll show you. I’m not bragging when I say you won’t be able to take me just like that. I could hurt your sweet little pussy, so I’ll do my best to go slow when it’s our first time. I’ll be very caring, princess. I’ll make you come with my mouth, and when you’re ready, you will be a good little girl for me and take every inch. And when I’m inside you, I will look into your eyes and tell you how much I love you.”

“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.”

Pretty, pretty princess dressed in funeral black.

She looks like a doll, and I’m itching to smash her against the wall.

I’ve never been wanted this way. Like he's drowning, and I’m his air, and he’ll do anything to have me.

“Y-you don’t want me,” I choke out,

“Wrong, angel. I care about you so much, I’ll sacrifice our freedom for you. So fucking take it and be grateful.”