Burn for Jack (Holiday Horrors)

by Aiden Pierce

“Forever mine, wild vixen, her hair as bright as fire. Forever mine, her sinful figure, forever my desire. Forever mine, her wicked mouth, bold and bravely brash. Forever mine, forevermore, through dust and darkest ash.”

“Look how my witch’s hunger grows. The question is, what does she crave more? Vengeance or my cock?”

“Don’t feel remorse. They don’t deserve it. Only worthless men put their hands on a woman without her permission. So you don’t owe them pity.”

“Now I make you pay for all those years you made me wait. All those All Hallows’ Eves, where you never came for me. So crawl away as fast as you can through my pumpkin patch, little field mouse. I’ll still catch you.” My hand dropped to clutch my rock-hard bulge, straining against my breeches. “And when I do, I’m going to break you open and claim your soul…and whatever else spills out.”