A woman lives alone in a haunted house with a tragic past—but it’s the man who watches her from outside every night that terrifies and thrills her most. As lightning flashes and shadows deepen, fear and forbidden desire blur. Is he just a stalker… or something far more dangerous? Something tells her the worst is yet to come.
I back myself into the opposite side of the car, but the second he realizes what I’m doing, he grabs both of my legs and drags me right back to him. He hovers over me, my back pressing into the leather seat and instantly sticking to it like hot glue on paper. It’s now that…
And just like in the House of Mirrors, he lifts my ass up until my knees are no longer grounded, the seatbelts digging into my sensitive flesh, and feasts on my pussy like a starved man. Like I’m his last meal, just as he asked me to be not too long ago. My eyes roll…
My dick legitimately hurts. I don’t think I’ve ever fucked so much in one night, but I’d keep going if it wouldn’t literally send me to my knees if I got hard right now. I bowed for Addie several times last night, worshipping her pussy just like I promised. But this time, I’d be bowing…
I can feel the intensity radiating off of me. The buzzing has grown louder, and I’m not sure whether I need to fuck Addie or go shoot someone in the face. “Are you okay?” she asks quietly, sensing the turmoil raging inside of me. I look over to her, and it seems as if she…
“What if the last thing I want is you inside me?” His lips skim over mine, traveling down my cheek and to my jawline. He nips harshly, his teeth pulling out another moan as pain and pleasure stab at my nerves. This time when he grinds into me, I meet his thrust, desperate for him…
A wicked smirk forms on his lips, emphasizing the scars on his face. “Was it better?” he asks, but it sounds like he already knows the answer. I nod, not brave enough to speak my lie but too prideful to say no. For a brief moment, it feels like the world around me stills. The…
Where there was once a mole, is now a wolf. I finish off the last of my whiskey in one swallow, relishing in the burn as it travels down my throat. I smile at him once more-a feral smile of my own. I feel the scars on my face crinkle and the demonic feeling swirling…
His hand tightens further while my breath shortens. Words rise to my tongue, but they fail to release when a low growl vibrates from his chest, and throughout my body. “You know how much I love it when you run,” he rasps. His other hand travels across my stomach roughly before sliding up to my…
With that, I turn and I run. I run with everything I have, pumping my legs and arms as fast as they will go. But in the end, it’s for nothing. I only make it ten feet before a hand is wrapping around my arm and jerking me backward. My body goes flying into his,…
“Yeah? And what do you do in this dungeon?” His eyes shift nervously, and his mouth flops soundlessly. In one quick motion, I flick off the nail my knife was poised under. The answering scream does little to abate the fury crawling throughout my body. I will thoroughly enjoy killing this man. His tortured cries…