"I'm always a good girl." I winked, laughing at myself on the inside.
The three of them dropped their black pants just below their asses, the rain picking up and beginning to soak all of us. I didnt mind the rain. I loved it. And as I looked up at them, right into their eyes, I threw them a wink with a silent challenge; I was ready for anything.
Kellin tangled his hand through my hair and pushed his tip against my lips, urging me to open them. I did, and he slid every thick inch of himself inside my mouth until the tip hit the backof my throat. And then he began thrusting, his hip tensing as the veins in his cock pulsed against my tongue. I held onto him with one hand, cupping and massaging his balls with the other as he whispered filthy threats under his breath. Though I had hoped they were more of a promise than a threat.
Before he could come he pulled out and pushed me in the direction of Hunter, who wanted no time shoving his dick between my lips and pinching my nose as he thrusted. He wrapped his hand around my throat and fucked my mouth until his balls grew tight and heavy. Finally, it was Michael's turn, and when he slid his pierced dick into my mouth, he fucked it with slow, passionate strokes, holding my chin in his fingers and forcing me to look into this eyes. As he thrusted deeper, he gently massaged the outline of his cock down my throat, a sinful groan slipping from his lips beneath his mask.
Before I knew it, I was literally dragged through the wet yard all the way to the cemetery out back, and a sick feeling pelted against the inside of my stomach. I didnt want to be anywhere near the guys while I was with these ones, but they didnt seem to care. I was pushed onto a wet blanket and pulled on top of Michael, straddling his waist. As he began to undress and then undress me, I felt Kellin behind me, his cock already pushing into my ass.
I went to moan and Hunter plugged my mouth with his cock, bent down over my face with his balls tapping against my nose as he bounced, his cock gagging me the deeper it went. I gripped the blanket beneath me to steady myself as I felt more and more like I was falling.
Michael and Kellin fucked me with matching thrusts, perfecting a rhythm that drove us all crazy. The rain didn't bother us anymore, no, we were too wrapped up in each other to care. I grinned my hips into Michael's while Kellin choked me from behind and fucked my ass without mercy. I was full, andI was loving it. The only thing I didn't love was desecrating the guys' graves, and me being fucked animalistically, felt exactly like they were being desecrated.
After showering and getting dressed for the night that used to be my favorite, I met the guys in the living room as they sat comfortably on the couch and watched TV. I stood at the entryway with my arms above my head, gripping the sides waiting for them to notice I was here. Kellin was first, and the way he grinned at me made little explosions go off inside of me. He winked and licked his lips as he drank me in, his eyes traveling up and down my body, clad in a tight black outfit that although wasn't too revealing, it left little to the imagination.
"You feel like going out?" I asked, finally grabbing their attention.
Hunter looked at me suspiciously, running his tatted fingers through his blonde hair. "What do you have in mind?"
"Well it wouldn't be Halloween without a little murder... so let's go. I have the perfect person," I said, eager to check the next name off my father's list because it meant I was one step closer to getting him out of prison.
He promised me all kinds of things when he gets out, and they all sounded too good to pass up. I went most of my life without my father in it, so I was looking forward to making up for lost time and finally having him home with me.
The air shifted, charged with a mix of excitement and unease. Hunter raised an eyebrow, glancing at the other two for confirmation. “What makes you think we want to get involved in whatever twisted plan you have this time?”
I let out a soft laugh, feigning innocence. “Come on. You know you love this kind of chaos.” My words hung heavy in the air, wrapping around us like a thick fog.
Kellin stepped closer, brushing his fingers along my arm as he leaned in. “Where’s the fun in staying back and watching horror movies? We’re in.”
There was a feral glint in his eyes, one that matched the electric anticipation sparking in the pit of my stomach. I turned back towards the door and grabbed my leather jacket, pulling it on as I felt the weight of their gazes on me.
“You’ll need your weapons,” I said, my voice steady despite the pulse racing in my veins. I wasn’t just inviting them to join me; I was inviting them to cross a line we’d all skirted around before, and suddenly, it felt thrillingly dangerous.
Hunter got up, stretching, and a smirk pulled at the corner of his mouth. “What’s the plan, genius?”
“Remember that guy I told you about from the prison last month? The one who wouldn’t stop staring at me?” I turned to face him, my expression serious. “He’s on my dad's list. And I think it’s time we paid him a visit.”
Michael chuckled, leaning back in his seat, a flicker of admiration in his eyes. “You’ve really thought this through, huh? What exactly did you have in mind?”
I could almost taste the adrenaline. “We’ll lure him out, get him somewhere secluded, and do what needs to be done. My dad will have his name crossed off the list, and we get to have a little fun in the process.”
Kellin moved to grab his jacket from the couch, glancing at the rest of the group with excitement. “I’m down for whatever reckless shit you planned. Just promise me it’ll be bloody.”
“Always.” I shot him a grin that sent another thrill running through me, and for a moment, the memories faded, leaving only the scent of blood and adrenaline as we hatched our plan.
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Back in the crowded bar, the neon lights flickered overhead as I scanned the room. My heart raced in rhythm with the upbeat music filling the air. He was here, I could feel it. A wave of anticipation rolled through me, edging me toward the back where the lighting dimmed and shadows mingled.
“There he is,” I whispered, nodding toward a figure hunched over the bar, oblivious to the chaos that would soon ensue.
The guys followed closely behind me, still managing to stay out of sight. Just like we practiced.
“Alright,” Hunter said under his breath. “We go in hard and fast. No one should even know what hit them.”
I inhaled deeply, steeling myself. “Let’s do it.”
We moved in unison, a well-oiled machine. I approached him, feigning a casual air as I slid onto the stool beside him, flipping my hair over my shoulder to showcase the tight black outfit I wore.
