Ghosts of Halloween: A Dark Why Choose Romance

Her terrified moan is everything, and I devour it with relish as her body shakes under my hands. My princess is in a primal place right now, terror and desire mixing into one, and I’ll be happy to give her a release.

“We’ll take it off,” I say, reaching behind her back for the zipper. “Caden wants to watch. We’ll give him a good show.”Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

He already lit the candles in here to see, and I couldn’t appreciate him more. I want to see my princess as I fuck her. Every fucking inch of her beautiful body.

She moans, and I push the dress down her shoulders and hips until she stands against me in just a bra. I grip my T-shirt with one hand and quickly pull it off to feel her soft skin against my body. I hate that one moment when my hands are off her, because she might still run, but Harlow stays put, not even twitching. She wants this, too.

I’m not a romantic, but fuck. Right now, I’d love to have her all to myself in a big bed so I could make proper love to her.

But a man’s gotta work with the cards he’s dealt.

She raises her hands hesitantly, her pulse jumping in her throat, and presses them to my chest. And maybe I’m mad, but at this moment, I think it was worth dying for this.

Her fingers explore me, her prosthetic cold on my skin, her real hand fluttering over my invisible pecs and down to my stomach, easy in my sweat. Just tonight, I get to have a real body, and it’s so thrilling to have her touch me.

Finally. After six fucking years of waiting.

“Are you a ghost?” she whispers, big eyes looking up, searching for the face she can’t see.

I grin and pounce, capturing her mouth, and she gasps. Inside her, everything thrums and rushes, adrenaline making my princess taste all the more delicious. I unhook her bra, and she helps me take it off.

And there she is. My princess is naked, and not just for me. For Caden, too.

I look over my shoulder, and he has his dick in his hand, fingering the piercings in its head. Harlow’s eyes are closed, and I kiss her one more time, running my fingers down her sides and teasing her nipples. Right now, she’s just with me, but we agreed. I have to share.

“Open your eyes, baby,” I whisper, kissing a trail down her throat until she squirms.

I hook her leg over my hip and enter her when she obeys, and Harlow’s gasp at seeing Caden turns into a moan.

“That’s my girl,” I murmur in her ear, moving slowly in her slickness. “See how hard you make him? I’ll fuck you until you see stars, and he’ll watch everything. He’ll see how your cunt opens for my invisible cock, and he’ll get so horny, he can’t help himself. Because after I’m done with you, it’s his turn.”

She grips my shoulders and braces herself to jump. I catch her when she does, and now both her legs are wrapped around me, my cock so deep inside her. I can’t even imagine how good Caden’s view is right now.

My princess suspended, her back against the wall, her legs spread open, slick cunt right on display.

“Fuck,” he says, heavy steps coming closer, and I grin and kiss Harlow’s temple.

“There you go, princess.”

I do my best to fuck her slowly, but having her so close, skin on skin, riding that delicious pussy bare, drives me insane. I look down, fascinated to see her cunt stretch open seemingly against nothing when my invisible cock fills her. Behind me, Caden’s heavy breathing tells me how aroused he is, and Harlow’s eyes are open and glassy, staring at his face while I fuck her.

It’s pure agony. Definitely worth dying for.

“Damn, little bird,” he rasps when Harlow moves her hips, trying to match my thrusts. “You’re so fucking exquisite.”

She gasps, her pussy clenching around me, and I press my face into her hair with a moan, knowing I’ll come soon. She has no idea how much she owns me.

“So you like being praised, little bird?” Caden continues, and I grit my teeth and force myself to slow down, my cock ready to fill her with cum.

We only have this night. And it’s so fucking good, I need it to last.

Harlow moans in confirmation, and Caden laughs, a low, horny laugh that makes me thrust too hard into her, making her gasp in pain.

“Thank Jack for ruining this pretty cunt of yours, then, and I’ll tell you how good you are,” Caden says.

“Fuck,” I hiss through clenched teeth, because that filthy talk works for me, too. My balls tighten, drawing up, and pleasure tingles in the back of my spine. I’m so fucking ready.

But this is embarrassing. Once is bad enough, and I can’t come early every time I fuck her. While Harlow gathers what’s left of her wits to speak, I reach into my darkest place to cool myself off. Gunshots pierce my memory, Noah’s blood spreads on the floor, and his pleading eyes focus on me as he makes his last request.

I sag against Harlow, my desire to come inside her well and truly curbed. But fuck, that was necessary. Even though, right now, my chest feels crushed with pain.

“Thank you, J-Jack,” Harlow gasps out, her pussy gripping me tight. “Thank you for ruining my cunt.”

I shake against her and thrust harder, getting lost in my princess as memories rise around me, ghosts of that night, the curse that trapped us here. I snarl, driving into her hard, not caring if I hurt her.

Harlow’s moans grow louder, and Caden comes closer, so close, I feel him at my back.

“Very good, sweetheart,” he says. “You’re being such a good girl for us.”

Harlow keens, a high-pitched, primal sound, and her cunt spasms around my cock as she comes all over it.

“Fuck,” I grunt, fucking that orgasm into her until she only shakes and moans, weak from pleasure.

“There you go, Jack,” Caden says, his voice sounding like he’s smirking. “Such a good boy, making her come with your pierced dick. Cream that pussy for what it’s worth. Cream it deep and good. I want to see your cum in that cunt you stretched so well.”

I fucking hate him, I think as I still, buried deep inside her, doing just as Caden said. Creaming her good.

“There it is,” he says, coming so close in his excitement, he bumps into me. “Fuck, Jack. You did good.”

He steps back, and Harlow moans, barely holding up. We pant, our breaths mixing, until her legs fall down, weak and shaky, and I help her catch her balance. I reveal myself, and Harlow startles, eyes focusing on my face.

“Better, princess?” I ask, and she nods, but I see how vulnerable and lost she is right now.

I hug her, stroking her smooth, heaving back, and just hold her close like it’s the last fucking time. If I don’t figure something out, it very well might be. But she doesn’t have to know this. Not yet.

I kiss my princess gently, my lips soft on hers, and let her go.

“Good. You’ll get more in a minute.”

I turn to Caden, whose cock is tucked away, the hard ridge prominent in his jeans, and move out of the way.

“She’s all yours.”