Page 34 of Haunted Hearts

I move my head back onto the armrest and Kai walks over, kneeling down, kissing me softly and standing once more, unzipping his pants. My eyes widen when his massive dick bobs in front of my mouth.

“Can I have that pretty mouth?” he asks.

I don’t hesitate to reach up and pull him in, wrapping my lips around him.

He looks down at me, my mouth filled with hard cock.

“Such a good girl.” He speaks softly as he runs his fingers gently through my hair.

“Your turn,” he says as he looks up to Jack and nods. I feel my pants being pulled down and over my ankles.

I close my legs instinctually, feeling embarrassed at being so exposed.

“Can I please have another taste?” I hear Jack ask, and the hunger in his voice causes my legs to relax open. I grip Kai’s cock, stroking him.

“Yes,” I say shyly.

The cool air in the room bites my skin. Kai gently grips my head, guiding my mouth onto him. He begins to move his hips slow as Jack’s body heat warms me. I feel him reach his arms under my legs, gripping my hips hard. His mouth goes straight to my clit and I gasp; he sucks on me slowly and methodically as I moan into Kai’s dick.

It feels better than I remember. Like his tongue knows the right spots.

I can feel Kai twitch inside of my mouth as his pace begins to pick up. My hips move as Jack’s mouth continues working his tongue and I feel his fingers slip inside of me. My head jerks as my loud groans are muffled. Kai moves my head back farther to ease into the back of my throat, his thrusts gagging me as I attempt to breathe. I push on him and gasp for a breath; drool still connecting my mouth to him, he looks down on me. Satisfaction in his eyes as he strokes my hair gently.

“Such a pretty girl.” He smirks, his yellow eyes glow in the low light, and looks to Jack. “He’s working so hard for you. Does it feel good?”

“Yes,” I say, my voice hoarse. I look down at Jack who stares up at me like an animal feasting on its meal, his eyes—

Glowing sharp white with a solid black ring.

I gasp, my heart racing as the morning sunlight seeps through my balcony doors. I grip my shirt and look under the blanket to see my sweats—still on. I scrunch my face and rub my temples attempting to ease the sharp headache.

I jump at the sound of the door opening; it’s Kai.

“Hey, I got you some coffee. Figured you could use it after last night.”

I sit up, my face flat. The image on repeat in my mind.

“Last night? What happened?” I ask nervously.

“You passed out on the couch while I was getting firewood. I carried you to bed.”

“Uh, thanks,” I say, taking the mug and setting it on the nightstand.

What the fuck was that.

I quickly get up and run to the hall bathroom to splash water on my face. A dream. It was just a dream. A really, really interesting dream.

Fuck.

I reach for the towel on the rack and shock myself. The static reverberates through my arm, the bulbs above the mirror flickering.

Dammit. I need to chill out before I end up busting a light bulb. I inhale a deep breath.

“You good?” Jack says from behind me, grabbing his toothbrush and I jump. He smiles at me as he begins brushing his teeth.

“Did you sleep well?” he says, giving me a wry look.

I walk away without responding.