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Scream For Us (Order of the Unseen, #0.5) Scream For Us by Molly Doyle
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“I’m giving you ten seconds to leave.” “What?” I nearly whisper. Placing me back onto my bare feet, he moves away, his demeanor drastically changing. “If you’re not gone in ten seconds, then your decision has been made.” “The night isn’t over.” “Ten,” he begins. “We had a deal,” I press. “Nine.” “I asked you to bring my darkest fantasies to life.” “Eight,” he tests. “I want this,” I admit, more to myself than to him. “Seven.” “I want you.” “Six,” he sharply exhales. “Five. Four.” “I’m not changing my mind,” I boldly tell him. “Three…” “Two,” I taunt. Suddenly, he becomes silent. Allowing me a final moment to change my mind. To run. Although, I don’t move an inch. And his eyes narrow. “One.”
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“I have this urge to kill—” he hesitates, his voice low. “—anyone who touches you.”
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“I didn’t come to your rescue because I’m your knight in shining armor.” He places me onto my feet, before taking my face between his gloved hands. “I’m the villain, and I want you all to myself.”
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“That’s right,” he bites out. “Fucking beg.”
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“You’re safe,” he promises, and even with his deep, menacing-like tone, he eases my fears. “And ours.”
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“If you ever put your filthy hands on what’s mine again, I will hunt you down, and I will kill you. Slowly.”
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“God isn’t here right now,”
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“snuggling in bed at our sorority house, reading smut books, and avoiding social gatherings”.”
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“Mine,” he claims me. “You are mine.”
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“He tightens his hold on my throat, and another orgasm rips through me. Riding out this everlasting euphoria, I’m suddenly seeing stars through my eyelids. The pressure on my neck, cutting off my air supply, only seems to make me climax even harder. Milking them dry, they both fill me with their cum.”
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“Just because you’re mine, little Quinn, doesn’t mean I won’t share,”
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“Tonight, we will give you everything you crave and more.” “We,” I echo, uncertain. “If that’s what you want,” he begins, sensually grazing his fingers along my inner thigh. “Then that’s what you’ll get.” “I’ve only ever read about this,” I sheepishly admit. “It’s always been just a fantasy.” “You asked me to bring them to life,” Ghost urges.”
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“I plan on fucking you both violently, and passionately, all night long,” he coldly warns, eyes narrowed. “I’m giving you ten seconds to leave.” “What?” I nearly whisper. Placing me back onto my bare feet, he moves away, his demeanor drastically changing. “If you’re not gone in ten seconds, then your decision has been made.” “The night isn’t over.”
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“What part of dark fantasies doesn’t involve having other guys watch as you get that sweet little cunt of yours eaten?”
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“Somehow my darkest fantasies—ones that I figured I could only dream or read about—have the power to come to life right before my eyes.”
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“Sitting down at the table in the back of the building, I lean back in my chair. Opening my favorite romance novel, I breathe in the fresh, crisp pages. It’s not fiction to me like it was before. I can now say that I’ve lived out my darkest fantasies, and I have no regrets.”
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“As soon as daddy leaves her lips, I drill into her faster, locking my fingers around her throat. Taking her breath away. Fucking her without emotion. Without remorse.”
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“Such a pretty mouth. Put it to good use.” He traces my bottom lip with his thumb, cocking his head to the side. “Tell me what you want from me, and I’ll give it to you.”
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“Here I am, alone with Ghost and Jason—two people I’ve never met. Yet, I’ve never felt so safe.”
Molly Doyle, Scream For Us
“I’ve been reading too many smut books lately, and I clearly haven’t gotten out enough.”
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“There’s no escape, baby,” Ghost says, slamming into my ass, over and over. “You fell into our trap,” Jason groans beside my ear, grazing his teeth on my shoulder. “We’re never letting you go.” “Scream for us,” Ghost commands.”
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“Scream for us,”
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“Don’t make me repeat myself, Quinn,” he warns, his voice low. Tight. “You asked for dark. Don’t forget that.”
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“The prince is never going to come. Everyone knows that; and maybe sleeping beauty’s dead. ​— ​ANNE RICE”
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“It’s all you’ve ever wanted. To be protected. Safe,” he sharply states, cutting across the front lawn of a house. “We will keep you safe, little Quinn.”
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“Naïve, little Quinn. I’d sell my soul for you.” Gripping my hips, he brings me close, as his large, thick erection twitches against my stomach. “If I had one.”
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“She’s probably shocked to see me at a party, instead of my typical “snuggling in bed at our sorority house, reading smut books, and avoiding social gatherings”.”
Molly Doyle, Scream For Us
“Placing me back onto my bare feet, he moves away, his demeanor drastically changing. “If you’re not gone in ten seconds, then your decision has been made.” “The night isn’t over.” “Ten,” he begins. “We had a deal,” I press. “Nine.” “I asked you to bring my darkest fantasies to life.” “Eight,” he tests. “I want this,” I admit, more to myself than to him. “Seven.” “I want you.” “Six,” he sharply exhales. “Five. Four.” “I’m not changing my mind,” I boldly tell him. “Three…” “Two,” I taunt. Suddenly, he becomes silent. Allowing me a final moment to change my mind. To run. I don’t move an inch. And his eyes narrow. “One.”
Molly Doyle, Scream For Us
“His silhouette is daunting. Primitive. It’s as if he’s hunting his prey, and he doesn’t stop beating him until he’s knocked out cold. The figure dressed in all black slowly turns to face me, and the moment I see the mask from Scream hiding his identity, I’m left a hot, quivering mess. There’s just something about this moment that mesmerizes me.”
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“Please don’t kill me Mr. Ghostface. Not yet, at least.”
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