Chapter Thirty-Two
Harshal
“Woah, you look freshly fucked!” Fritzi says when I make my way back to the party.
I feel my cheeks turn warm as I fix my costume. Wraith comes up behind me and says,
“So do you.”
“Hey man! Now I know why you’ve been MIA since the party started.” Fritzi says.
After our fuck fest in the forest Wraith didn’t allow me to do anything as he cleaned me up.
He took me to a little creek a little further in the forest and washed my body for me, kissed me, dried me down, and told me to get some water.
Well, he threatened me to get some water if not then he’d bend me over his knee and spank me in front of everyone.
I look at Wraith and he points at the table with all the drinks and food.
“Water, now.” He demands.
I’d challenge him but the look on his face tells me that it’s not a good idea to disobey him now.
So, I make my way to the table and grab a bottle of water and drink some of it.
The rain has died down and is more of a sprinkle.
Puddles stand in various places of the park, but people are still partying as if it’s nothing but a light breeze to them.
“More.” He demands.
I jump at the sound of his voice. I didn’t realize he came to stand next to me. When I don’t make a move he guides the bottle to my lips. When the water hits my lips I drink it, our eyes never leaving one another’s the entire time.
“Good boy.” He says when a little over half the water is gone.
He then raises his hand to wipe some water droplets from my cheeks.
I revel in his warm and soft touch. It’s a nice feeling to have a man such as him to have an interest in me.
The way he makes me feel both physically and emotionally is beyond what the butterflies in the stomach can ever express.
It’s a feeling that doesn’t seem like it should be in this galaxy yet here it is inside of me due to Wraith. .. due to My. Dark. Angel.
“Now go enjoy yourself.” He says.
I smirk. “And if someone tries to get all touchy feely with me?”
He rolls his neck and takes a deep breath, a few bones cracking and popping as he does so.
“My Dad and this life I’ve been given has taught me one of many detrimental things.” He replies.
“And that is?” I ask.
He grabs me by my costume and pulls my body flush against his. He leans down so his lips brush mine as he speaks.
“How to fight.” He whispers before crushing his lips against mine.
I’m taken aback at first but I don’t wait too long before kissing him back. His hands find their way to my ass as we kiss and he squeezes hard before smacking it.
“Now go have fun, I’ll be around, watching you.” He says.
“I’m not a baby.” I grumble.
“No, but you’re my baby.” He says before walking away.
And he was not kidding. As I dance my ass off on the makeshift dancefloor I feel his ravenous eyes on me, watching me.
As I dance I turn to look over my shoulder to see his eyes looking directly at my ass as he bites his lower lip.
It sparks a light in me, making me feel like I’m desirable beyond words.
So to tease him a little I bend down, pretending to tie my shoe while still dancing, making sure my ass is poked out in the air.
Looking between my legs at him I see his eyes make contact with my own.
He’s smiling and shaking his head. My heart drops when I see him step forward.
So, I quickly stand up and squeeze through the crowd only for my wrist to be caught by someone seconds later.
Well not someone, his touch is so familiar to me that I know it’s him without even looking at him.
Wraith pulls me to him, my back to his front, his mouth next to my ear.
“You teasing me isn’t going to end up looking good for you.” He growls in my ear.
He presses further into my body and I feel him thrust his hard dick against my ass.
“If you keep dancing like a little slut, I’ll fuck you like one in front of everyone.” He adds.
I hum while grinning. The thought of being fucked like a slut by him in front of everyone sounds tempting. I’m not an exhibitionist but with him I’d be down to try it.
“Tempting.” I state.
Turning in his arms I wrap my arms around his neck. I kiss him before saying,
“Dance with me.”
He grunts in reply and I begin to move in his arms, my body trying to find the perfect rhythm that goes with the beat of the music.
I guide his hands to my hips and move them.
His grip tightens on me as I dance and I fucking love it.
Soon he joins me, his rhythm matching mine.
I smile as we dance together, running my hands all over his hard, muscular body.
I squeeze his biceps and bite my lip. He’s so deliciously hot it should be illegal and it doesn’t help that he’s covered in fake blood and his skin is shiny.
I know he’s supposed to look scary for Halloween, but he looks edible dressed all “scary”.
We end up dancing and touching each other for the next forty to fifty minutes as the rain pours down on us before Wraith leans into me and says,
“I need a drink!”
“So do I!” I reply. “I’ll get you something.”
He looks hesitant at first but then gives me a stiff nod.
His hands disappear from my body and I weave through the crowd and make my way to the drinking table.
I grab two cups and turn to grab a bottle of white wine when I spot another guy standing right beside me, staring at me. I jump back at his unexpected presence.
“Uh, hello.” I wave.
He doesn’t say anything, so I just give him an awkward smile and continue to make the drinks for Wraith and I.
He looks a little too old to be here but we are having this party in a public space, so I guess anyone is invited as long as you’re an adult.
The man drops something and chuckles just as I finish pouring our drinks.
“I’m sorry.” He says in a thick Mexican accent. “Can you grab that for me, I tend to be a little clumsy, I’m known to have butterfingers.”
“Uh, sure.” I say. “What is it I’m grabbing?”
“My lighter, it’s between your feet.” He replies.
Looking down I see a green lighter laying between my feet so I bend down and grab it. As I stand up he quickly snatches it from my hand and walks away. I’m taken aback at his sudden move and his strange behavior as I watch him walk away.
“Everything okay?”
Turning I see Wraith approaching me, looking at the man walk into the night, the shadows claiming his black silhouette as part of itself.
“Yeah, everything is fine.” I reply.
I shift my focus off the man and turn to Wraith.
“So, I was thinking we should spice tonight up with some liquor.” I say, holing up our cups.
I hand him one and he looks at it.
“I can’t. I’ve already had one as I was watching you dance and I gotta get us home safely.” He says.
I shrug and take the cup back from him.
“More for me!” I say before taking a sip of the drink.
It smoothly goes down my throat like butter and I revel in the feeling.
“Ahh, delicious.” I smile. “Let’s go dance some more.”
Wraith grabs a bottle of water and chucks most of the liquid down his throat. He puts the cap back on and looks at me.
“How is your body not tired yet?” he asks with a smile.
I shrug.
“I’m young, dumb, and living my life with my boyfriend.” I state. “Life in your twenties couldn’t be any more perfect than that right?”
I then drag him back to the makeshift dance floor but abruptly stop.
“Hold on.” I say. “I need to use the bathroom.”
“They’re over there.” Wraith points north.
I nod and head over there. As soon as I enter the parks public restroom I begin to stumble over my feet.
There’s a guy in here with a green tattoo on his hand, washing his hands, watching me through the mirror.
If I’m not mistaken I think I see a tablet sitting on the edge of the sink.
The floor seems like it’s spinning... or is that my.
.. head? I stumble to the single urinal the place offers, catching myself on the wall before me.
Pulling myself out I begin to do my business and my vision dims. I groan in irritation, closing my eyes and opening them a couple times.
I then get an instant headache and I start to lose feeling in parts of my body.
“Shit.” I mutter under my breath.
I look over at the sinks, thinking splashing my face with some water will help.
The guy with the tattoo is still over there, still.
.. washing his hands. Weird. It doesn’t take long to wash your hands, what is he doing.
I better get out of here while I can because I don’t feel right in here.
Zipping up I stumble to the sinks and that’s when my body gives up on me and I’m welcomed to the darkness with open arms.