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Staring back at me, narrowed gaze and twisted up lips, is six feet of sex and destruction.
But boys like him will never heal someone like me. I’m too broken, full of holes so deep that parts of my soul leak through. He’s darkness and delicious sin, his aura screaming for me to run for my life – get far away – because he will definitely destroy me from the inside out, eat me alive, then spit me back out. All with a smile.
I can feel Halloween approaching in the chill of the air, the sounds of the night. I can taste it on my tongue with every inhale. And this year, is going to be fucking life-changing.
Kaiden with his sharp, knowing eyes. Beckham with his easy but wicked smile. Vincent with his deceivingly smooth voice. They’re red flags if I ever saw them, but right now, I’m colorblind
Perhaps it’s because Sage is fresh meat – legs no one in Blackmore has ever spread – but the possessiveness Vincent is feeling isn’t singular to just him. I’m feeling it too, and the way Beckham is squeezing his hands together tells me he is as well.
“I’m not afraid of what’s hiding in the darkness, Sage. I welcome it with open arms.”
“The darkness doesn’t have to be about pain,” the voice at my right whispers. “Submit to us.”
“The darkness can be about pleasure, Sage. Submit to us.”
“Sage,” Kaiden growls, his voice booming from nearby, the one word commanding me to comply. “I want to know who’s who,” I breathe desperately, my voice small. “Vin,” Kaiden grunts in instruction, and then hands at my thighs grip tight against me in answer. “Becks,” Kaiden commands, making the hands that are pushing at my panties tighten. He pulls, the lace digging into my skin for a second before I hear it rip.
“Are you gonna come all over my boy’s face, Sage? Drench him with your sweet cum?” Vinny says against her skin, making her grab my hair with her hand.
When I stand up, I push my fingers into Vinny’s mouth, letting him suck her juices from my skin before he kisses her once more. I kiss them, sliding my tongue against both of theirs as they make out, not wanting to stop yet. After a moment, Vinny and I both pull away from her, leaving her panting and heaving against the tree.
“Keep walking.” I do, taking another step forward, then one more. “Come to me, Sage. Find me in the darkness. Submit to me.”
His body finally falls down on top of me, his chest connecting with mine once again, and his mouth falls to my ear. “Keep squeezing my dick like that, Sage, and I’ll be painting your insides with my cum in a second.”
I just got fucked by three guys on someone’s grave. If I wasn’t going to Hell before, I certainly am now.
In giant, red block letters, it reads: WELCOME TO HELL
Leave it to the fucking Hallows Boys to bring me to an abandoned asylum.
The one standing on the left, whose large body and long legs tell me it’s Kaiden, has a mask with two large, red X’s sewn over the eye holes, making it so I can’t catch a glimpse of his dark eyes. The person next to him, with a lean swimmer’s body and tattoos kissing his forearms, who I’m sure is Beckham, has a similar mask, but instead of X’s covering his eyes, his has hearts.
Vinny’s mask is different as well, with black circles stitched around the eyeholes that make his deep, green eyes look almost luminescent.
They’re black pits of depravity and sin – all three of them – and there’s a large part of me that wants to see how far that pit goes, just how dark they can get.
“Let’s find out who you are in the dark, Sage Lindman.”
“What is it, Little Rabbit? Are you scared?” “Yes,” I whisper, shaking. He chuckles. “Good.” He releases my hair, dragging the cold steel up my throat and then back down. “I’ll tell you something about me, Sage.” I swallow as he drags it over one of my nipples, making the bud harden under the cold. “I like blood.”
“Have you ever been cut before, Little Rabbit? Let someone lick, suck, or play with your blood?”
“Now,” Kaiden commands as I scream through my climax. A sharp lick of pain blooms on my shoulder blade, hot blood dripping down as Vinny drags the knife across my skin in a perfect V shape to claim me. The sting of the blade or the trail of blood should scare me, have me crying and trying to get away from them, but it doesn’t. It intensifies my orgasm to heights I’ve never reached, making me open my throat wider to swallow Beckham’s cock down farther. “Oh, fuck,” he moans, grabbing my hair. “She fucking likes it.”
“More,” I cry, “I need more.” They all groan in pleasure, like my words have them ready to come in their pants.
If Beckham and Vincent are Hallows Boys, Kaiden is the Hallows King.
“Little Rabbit,” Kaiden says, making my head fall loose over the edge of the bed to look at him upside down. “Are you ready to play again?” “Yes,” I whisper, making his lips curve into a pleased smile. “Good girl,” he praises me, making me bite my lip.
“Eyes on me, Little Rabbit,” Kaiden demands, making me drop my head back down quickly. “Good girl,” he grunts. “Keep your eyes on me.”
She’s the last goddamn puzzle piece to our trio, sliding in flawlessly and with so much ease you’d think she was fucking made for us.
He kisses and bites on my neck, his tongue sliding against my flesh until he reaches the scar on the center of my back, right where his initial is scabbed over and healing. He strokes the letter with his tongue, growling in his throat as he does. He starts to move his hips again slowly, kissing the letter marked on my skin. “Mine.”
He moves down my body, using his tongue to guide himself between my legs. He flicks his tongue over my clit. “Say it.” My eyes roll back when he wraps his lips around my clit and sucks it into his mouth. After a heartbeat, he pulls back to look up at me. “Say you’re mine, Sage.” He slips down, plunging his tongue inside me, making me arch my back and moan loudly. “I’m yours, Kaiden. I’m yours, I’m yours, I’m yours.”
“You fucking belong to me, Sage,” he grunts against my skin, his breathing labored as his orgasm takes over. He moans deeply, and I feel his hot seed filling me as he bites onto my skin. “You’re fucking mine.”
I slide my tongue over the seam of his lips playfully, pulling back when he growls. “If I’m yours, then I’m Vinny’s and Beckham’s as well… And you’re far too possessive to let me have my cake and eat it too. So I can’t be yours.” He growls again as he presses forward, biting my bottom lip painfully. I hiss as he pulls off, but he just flicks his dark eyes to mine. “You’ll be mine if I fucking say you’re mine.”
His hand grabs my waist roughly, his fingers digging into my flesh. “You’re trying to use the heaven between your thighs to get information from me, just like you did with Becks.” He chuckles. “But I’m not thirsty enough for you for it to work.” I scoff. “Didn’t work with Beckham either.” He yanks me closer, gripping the fabric of my shirt in his fist as his face falls into my neck and he breathes deeply. “If I fuck you, Sage, it’ll be because you’re so fucking desperate for my cock that you can’t help but beg for it.”
