Chapter 5
CHAPTER FIVE
Violet
I can hear them all darkly chuckle, and that sound not only has me picking up pace but also has my slit become slick with arousal.
The further I get into the haunted mansion; I can’t hear them. But what I can hear sends chills down my back. The sound of rats scurrying around, chains clanking, nails against a chalkboard, groaning, growls, grunts, and screams.
Putting my big girl pants on I push forward I don’t need them to protect me. Someone dressed as a clown jumps out and I scream. Why clowns? A gust of wind at the back of my neck has me turning around to find the source. But nothing and no one is there.
Haunted mansions are meant to be scary but now that I have three hungry men hunting me, trying to claim me, it makes this experience thrillingly terrifying.
Shaking off the feel of being watched, I walk past a mad scientist and his patient when suddenly a hand covers my mouth. I let out a muffled scream. Another hand comes around my waist, pulling me into a body of hard muscle. I take a deep breath, and his scent fills my nose just as his short beard grazes my neck.
Maverick.
“Shh, little one. We’ve split up.” A kiss at my neck follows. “All taking our turn to play and tease.” With another kiss at my neck, he spins me around, and before I know what’s happening, Maverick’s lips are sealed to mine.
I don’t fight it; I melt into his embrace. I close my eyes, letting myself be in the moment. His tongue brushes along the seam of my lips, silently asking for permission, which I grant.
He walks us backward without breaking the gentle kiss until my back hits a wall. He lifts me effortlessly, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He starts to rock into me, and I can feel his firm cock grind against me, grazing my clit in the process. I moan into his mouth. I can feel how wet I am.
I’m so lost in our moment that I barely register he’s lowered me to my feet. I open my eyes. I expect to see him, but he’s gone.
God, I haven’t been kissed like that in well, ever.
Right, okay, so I just kissed Maverick.
I need to get out of this fucking haunted mansion before Landon and Axel make their appearances.
I pick up my pace. There are your typical skeletons, spider webs, ghosts, and ghouls; it’s all comical really. There’s a zombie, no two, one walking around and one trying to get out of the floor, and okay, that’s actually pretty cool.
I walk into a wall.
Good job Violet.
I put my hands out. That’s not a wall, it’s muscle.
“Letty.”
Landon.
“I saw you last night.”
“I know. I saw you too.”
“Like what you saw?”
“Did you like what you saw?”
“Don’t answer a question with a question.”
I could keep this going, but I decide to answer honestly. “Yes, Landon, I liked what I saw.”
“Good girl.”
I rub my thighs together, the seam knocking my clit as that familiar pulse and desire settles in. I hate how much I love his praise.
“You like it when I call you a good girl?”
“Yes,” I let out in a breathy needy moan.
“Fuck.” With that, he picks me up and pushes me hard against the closest wall, knocking my breath out of my chest. Landon has a possessive hold on my ass as he grinds himself into me much like Maverick did but rougher.
“Feel what you do to me, Letty?”
I frantically nod. “Yes, oh god, yes.”
He’s putting pressure in all the right places, and after Maverick, I’m already wound up.
“When I take you, and I will take you, the guys will be there as well.”
He slams his mouth over mine, claiming me. He is rough, possessive, and demanding in how he kisses me. Not leaving any room between us. I bite his lip, and he lets out a feral groan.
“Fuck Letty you’re breaking my restraints.”
He grinds his hard length into me one more time, and then, as abruptly as he grabs me, he lets me go and takes off.
I sway on my feet. I try to catch my breath, but before I can, Axel is in front of me, covering my mouth with his hand just like Maverick had done. “Baby, I’ve wanted you for as long as I can remember.”
“Take me.” The words are muffled behind Axel’s hand. For a moment I’m not sure he understood me. But the way he growls and pushes me back against the wall I only just peeled myself off, I know he did.
His hand finds its way from my mouth to around my neck. He watches me, watching my reaction, his eyes flick from my eyes to my lips.
I thrust my hips. “I said take me.”
“Not yet.”
I don’t have time to process what he said before his mouth is on mine in a bruising kiss, he lightly nibbles my bottom lip, then returns to kissing me. He moves from my lips and kisses his way along my jaw with his hand that is around my neck he moves it up to my jaw, running his thumb over my lips before pushing it into my mouth. I suck his thumb, curling my tongue around it, and he pulls it out with an audible pop.
“Violet.” He groans, and I know he wants this as much as I do.
Wrapping his fist in my hair, Axel pulls on it to move my head to the side to get better access to my neck. His other hand roughly grabbing at my ass while he grinds himself against me.
“Axel, please.” I’m panting. I’m a turned-on mess. “Please let me come. This teasing is getting to me.”
“I can tell. You smell divine all wet and needy for me, for us , but not yet.”
“Please.” I whine, bucking my hips trying to get some friction but he pulls back. I let out a needy frustrated groan.
Axel chuckles in response before his mouth is once again claiming mine in a possessive kiss. Instead of nibbling, he bites my lip. And then he’s gone.
I lick my lip, not surprised when a metallic taste coats my tongue; he made me bleed. My head is spinning. The fog on the floor from the fog machine perfectly reflects the state of my mind. They have left me panting and slightly unsteady on my feet. I take a moment to catch my breath and clear my head.
I kissed them all, and I want to say I’m surprised that I want to do it again. But if I’m honest with myself, I’m not. I almost want them as much as they want me.
When I finally make it out of the haunted mansion I breathe a sigh of relief. But that relief is short-lived when I’m met with three dark hungry gazes. Landon’s honey eyes, Maverick’s hazel eyes and Axel’s crystal blue eyes I can see the want, the need, the determination.
All three gazes darken.
“Come on little one let’s go home.”