Page 6 of Hallow’s Eve

He must read my mind, or the fact that I thrust upward because he pushes my panties to the side and rubs his fingers against my slit. I moan at the friction, my arousal leaking out of me instantly.

He shoves two fingers inside me, thrusting in and out as he circles my clit with his thumb. I cry out in pleasure, blinded by pure bliss. His fingers curl inside me, finding a spot that just about makes me lose it but he pulls out making me to whine in protest. We lock eyes as he brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks them clean.

“You taste delicious, my Little Witch. I could drink from you all night long. Would you like that?” His eyes flare when I nod, giving him permission to fulfill his need.

Nothing about this is right, but oh fuck, I don’t want it to stop. I’ve never felt so worshiped before. Let’s be honest, I’ve never had a human connection like this before. I wonder if they know that I’m still a virgin. Does it matter though? I’m about 90 percent sure I’m about to lose it to them. Do I want this? I was just running for my life, for fuck’s sake.

Cayson doesn’t wait another minute. He gets on his knees and pulls down my panties before he opens me wide, staring down at his meal. Licking his lips, he kisses up my thigh, teasing me before he dives in. He runs his tongue over my folds before he sucks on my clit. My eyes roll to the back of my head as he enters and tongue fucks me.

Kallen’s hands leave my breast but soon returns when he pulls down the top of my gown and sucks my nipple into his mouth. His hot breath causes goosebumps to cascade down my arms, intensifying the act. He sucks and swirls his tongue in different motions, causing me to clench my legs around Cayson’s head. Kallen moans at the taste of me like he finds me the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted.

I look down noticing his hardening bulge and without thinking, I caress him on top of the fabric that’s restricting my access. I can feel how thick he is and it pulses with my touch.

“You’re so needy. I know you want to wrap your small hands around my throbbing cock. Tell me, Brooklyn, tell me what you want,” he demands as he pulls away from my breast.

“Yes, I want to feel you.” I look up at him under my thick eyelashes. “I want to feel you both.” I direct my answer at both Kallen and Bryden.

They both growl in response as they remove their hands away from me to undo both of their pants. I feel empty as they both pull away from me. I look between the two as they push their pants down their thick thighs and their hardened cocks spring out to play.

Without thinking, I wrap each hand around their manhoods and start pumping up and down. It comes so naturally to me, even though I have no idea what I’m doing but my hands have a mind of their own. They both moan in unison, thrusting themselves in sync to my rhythm.

Kallen lowers back to my breast and sucks my nipple into his mouth as he sucks and bites me hard. Bryden grabs my jaw with a firm grip and kisses me like this is the last time. He bites my lip and forces my mouth to open for him. I allow him to enter and our tongues intertwine, fighting for dominance. He tastes so sweet, so addicting.

Bryden thrusts into my hand and I pick up the speed with both hands as Cayson sucks me harder. The only sound to be heard is the lapping of my pussy and slapping of balls as we pleasure one another.

Whatever Cayson does sends me over the edge and I’m blinded by a wave of euphoria. My body tingles and my walls clamp down, causing me to experience the most amazing orgasm. I come so hard, I don’t think it’s going to stop and not once does Cayson pull away. He drinks me, every last drop. The twins find their climax and come all over my hands.

Heavy breathing fills my ears and I feel like my heart is about to explode out of my chest. All three men pull away, putting themselves together before they pull up the top of my gown to cover my chest and return my panties into place.

What the fuck just happened…

Chapter five

My body starts to shake after the most amazing high starts to fade away. What did I just do? I just had intercourse with my captors. Well, I wouldn’t say full intercourse but they touched me, I touched them. I went from running for my life, hiding, to having the best orgasm to ever exist.

I couldn’t stop the thread that pulled me to them. My body knew what it wanted. It felt like I was destined to them but isn’t that what demons want you to think? Trick your mind to pure lust before it consumes you whole?

“This…This shouldn’t have happened. This can’t happen. Please, let me go home. You had your fill. I’m…the curse should be void. I don’t have a twin,” I ramble off, trying to scramble off the table to create distance.

“But it did happen and it looked like you enjoyed yourself. You wanted us as much as we wanted you. Your body knows who it belongs to.” Bryden moves towards me, swiping a loose strand of hair from my face.

I flinch from his touch, making his already onyx eyes darken even more. His body stiffens at my insult and he takes a step back. Oh, so now he’s going to give me space. What a gentleman.

“The curse, it should have been lifted. Why did you bring me here? Why are you torturing my family?” Anger starts to fester, thinking back to what had happened to my ancestors.

Oh god, did they do it to them too? Fuck them before they ended their lives? What kind of monsters are they? I’m going to puke. The feeling of disgust washes over me for not fighting harder. I liked it a lot. Heat had erupted all over my body with each touch and I felt empty when they pulled away. The hunger in their eyes had my thighs clenching. I’ve never had anyone want me so much. If I was honest with myself, I craved their attention.

“Your curse has nothing to do with us. There are other demons creeping in this forest just as dangerous but they aren’t quite as powerful as we are. You were promised to us. If we kept them away, you would come to us on this Hallow’s Eve,” Cayson interjects my internal thoughts, causing more confusion to fester.

I don’t know if I believe them, but on the other hand, the stories that I’ve been told were nothing like what I’ve experienced. My ancestors were lured into the forest; they were tortured and their souls had been sucked out of them. The demons live off what they take from their prey; that’s how they’re able to survive. Screams would be heard echoing in the wind but that didn’t last very long before they were inevitably gone. Now I’m being told there are different types of demons? Aren’t they all the same? What makes them so different from the ones who killed my family?

“What do you mean promised to you? All of you? Who made this promise? Why would I need protection if the curse couldn’t be fulfilled due to not having a twin? None of this makes sense?” I argue but I don’t miss the pull I had a little bit ago resurface as they all look at me with so much intensity.

My soul wants them; my body wants them and the only logical thing about me is my mind right now. No doubt it will blend in with the others, especially when they touch me. Once they do, the bitch in between my legs will betray me once again. I need to keep a distance; I need to get out of here before I fall for the three most gorgeous creatures known to man. Maybe not known, but creatures that I’ve laid eyes on.

“Your family was cursed when they left Salem and came to Hallow. One of your ancestors stole from or betrayed another coven. Each generation had a set of twins and a Hex was placed upon them. Demons were summoned to this forest and once the twins turned the age of twenty-one, one of them would be lured to the forest as a sacrifice and their souls would be eaten alive by the Hellbound demons,” Cayson starts, giving me details that appear to have been left out from my aunt.

“Your mother had become pregnant at the age of eighteen with twins. She tried to terminate the pregnancy to avoid the curse to live on to the two of you. Your aunt wouldn’t let that happen. Once she had you, the other twin passed away immediately. Although she was distraught over the loss of your sibling, she had hopes that the death would save you from the future horror that was to come. When she turned twenty-one, she had nightmares about the summoning. She was your aunt's twin and she knew she was the one who was chosen. It drove her mad the closer to Hallow’s Eve it got. She didn’t want her soul to be trapped in hell,” Bryden interjects, continuing the story.