Page 105 of When Darkness Calls

Adrenaline courses through me a million miles a second, and my excitement is palpable.

A voice calls from the front of the group, ushering us forward in a hollow voice.

As a group, we move forward further into the darkness.

I cling tighter to Liz’s arm.

“Are you scared yet?” A low voice whispers in my ear. I turned my head his way, my breath coming quicker.

“What was that?” Liz’s hushed voice asks frantically.

“Nothing. Nothing.” I replied with a smile. A light caress of fingers down my spine causes me to shiver.

“Dani,” Liz croaks. “Where are you?”

I squeezed her arm. “I’m right beside you. I’m touching your arm.”

She sucks in a sharp breath before stuttering, “You aren’t touching me, Dee.”

My stomach drops as an arm wraps around my waist. A shriek rips from my throat before his hand closes around my mouth. He drags me quickly off to the side, his steady breath in my ear, blowing strands of hair against my neck.

I giggle uncontrollably behind his hand, my nipples hardening beneath my shirt. The rough material rubs against them each time I struggle to take a sharp breath, only causing weak moans to pour from my mouth.

A deep chuckle vibrates through his chest against my back. “You’re liking this aren’t you, sweet girl?”

I nodded against his hand, and he groaned.

“You’re such a naughty girl, Dani. Do you know what that does to me?” He presses his hips against me, and I moan at the feel of his hard dick.

“I should punish you. Really give you something to be scared about,” he hisses into my ear, and I whimper, rubbing my ass against him. “But I think you’d like that too fucking much. Wouldn’t you?”

My thighs rub together as I writhe in his arms.

“What should I do with you? Hmm?”

The cool plastic of his mask touches my neck, making me gasp. It’s getting harder to breathe. His touch, his smell, his thick fucking cock rubbing against my ass. The hand over my mouth and the sound of screams coming from all around us. It’s too fucking much.

I tap his jean clad thigh, and he releases my mouth.

“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No. No, I don’t want you to stop.”

He groans, grasping my face between his hands. His big, warm, strong fucking hands.

“What do you want, Dani?”

I swallow thickly, my mouth watering.

“I want to taste you.”

Shadow makes a strangled noise deep in his chest, his hand shooting out to wrap sharply around my throat.

I swallow again and he moans at the feeling of my throat moving in his palm.

“Say that again, sweet girl. I don’t think you know what you’re asking for.”

I smirk, tilting my head up at him. My eyes have adjusted slightly, but there’s a thin gap in the boarded-up window of the room he took me into. Jack-’o-lanterns and unused props litter the rundown space. The lights from outside cast enough light I can see the outline of his mask staring down at me with vacant empty eyes.