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I was reveling in the sound of his pleasure, his moans of bliss stuttering from his throat as he called my name everytime I pulled back before sucking him deeper down my throat. It was impossible to move my tongue; there was no room in my mouth with him occupying all the space, but whatever I was doing seemed to be enough.

“I want to feel you,” I whispered, sounding more like a plea.
My hands shaking with nerves as I reached for his belt buckle. His hands stayed on me, fingers gripping my ass tightly with a bruising pressure as his other hand moved from my face to my neck, holding the side of my throat. His lips never stopped, his tongue exploring my mouth like he’d been waiting his whole life to get to know it.

He wrapped his arms around me pulling me in tightly. There was desperation to his embrace, a fear I could feel through his touch.
“I need to get you out of here”
He had always been handsome enough to steal the air from my lungs, but with his hair disheveled from the burlap mask, there was something even more desirable about him. This new air of protectiveness he wore was enough to make me believe in fairytale endings

"I'd watched her throughout the entirety of class, averting my eyes and pretending to stare somewhere else anytime the heat of her gaze caught me. It was difficult to present not to be interested, to act like she wasn't the most beautiful person
Yet here she was again, within my reach, as if neither one of us could bear to stay away. She was a magnet, and I was the metal, drawn to her by the sheer command of science"

“Didn’t think you’d be the type to show up to this kind of thing, Miss Machado.” The sound of my professor’s gravely voice came directly from behind me.
“I-I was forced"
He grinned. That damn smile.
Stupid, dimpled, gorgeous, perfectly straight teeth with sharp canines that should be forbidden on hot professors.
“I’m happy to take any students held against their will back to their dorms,” he said with a straight face

I’d been obsessed with plants my whole life. I learned basic herbology from my Macumbeira grandmother before I turned ten. I had written a book on how to kill someone and get away with it using only plants. Nile publishing services still banned it after a week—something about its “dangerous potential”
I don’t know—sometimes, a girl needs to know how to off a man in an untraceable way. I still didn’t see the issue

He grabs my wrists, binding them together with the red rope that I recognize from the adult shop.
I try to talk to ask them what's going on, but it's muffled by the tape. Nate shushes me gently, his hand sliding down my tied arms to rest on my neck.
"You can stop us at any time," he reminds me. "But, we did promise you that you would be ours if we caught you. And we fully plan on keeping that promise.“
THIS IS GOOD

Panic fills me as I weave in and out of the maze, no longer able to keep track of where I'm going. Their sinister laughter behind me gets closer, and I desperately try to find salvation.
I quickly stumble back but a body collides with me, knocking us both to the ground. A groan escapes through my lips and I flip onto my back. Strong hands pin my arms by my head, and I'm frozen in fear as I stare up at blue-face.
HIHI

Brax's lips reach my ear, his breath making me shiver as he gently kisses my earlobe.
"I respect you too much to take advantage of you right now. But mark my words. If we cross paths again in the dark, you better run. Because we will catch you, and when we're finished with you, we're going to ruin you in the best way possible.“
GIGGLING

There's something about the thrill of being scared, the adrenaline that makes your heart pound while you fight your mind to stay in control. Then, once it's all over, the feeling of safety calms you… and you're so keen to feel the rush again.
Maybe I'm sick and twisted. But, there's a reason villains are often painted as hot, seductive men.It's because women like me exist. And we want to scream in more ways than one.

« It’s no wonder Josh broke up with you, Probably stuck to him like a leech too. »
OMG AUDREY’S BROTHER (TYLER) IS SO BAD and MEAN😭✋🏼

“Ghost,” she whispers against my lips, mewling as I give another good squeeze to her ass. “Touch me already.”
That name does something to me. My hand wanders to the warm space between her thigh. I undo them deftly and almost lose it when I can feel how wet she is through the holes of her fishnets.
No, actually, I do lose it, easing away from her mouth to watch as I grasp the stockings in both hands...and rip.

Try as she might to make that the predominant feeling, it’s arousal that reigns supreme.
Pulling my switchblade free from my pocket, I bring the tip to her throat and release my grip on her mouth. She inhales a quick heap of air. Saliva pools on my tongue, my fingers itching to yank at the neckline of her costume and free her tits.
To my gaze.
My touch.
My fucking teeth.

Before my boot hits the first step, a hand seals around my mouth, followed by a taut arm around my waist. A muffled oof blasting against my captor’s hand as the lights cut back on and I realize who it is.
Ghostface.
Eyes widening, my pulse ramps up another notch, slamming against my chest cavity.
Those soulless eyes bore into me as his head slowly tilts to one side and Jason comes into view, too. Oh, fuck.
RAAAAAH

Snapping my gaze away from the lavishly decorated space, I note a mammoth of a man behind the counter—and he’s in a fucking Ghostface mask.
UHUM, now THAT'S what I'm talking about purrr heheh

“Was he even good-looking?”
“Don’t know. He had a mask on the whole time. Lifted it enough to have access to his mouth.”
All she had to do was say mask and an aroused shiver zips down my spine.
UHM... I MEAN... who am I to judge (especially when I agree :D) XD

i really enjoy this, although it certainly isn’t an easy read (so grateful to be able to read this in russian)

reading this feels like fighting through a shakespeare play

ampert’s death was sad :(((

honestly, a banger so far, excuse my language

starting chapter 17 part 2