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“Watch the way I fuck you, puppet. I want you to remember every bit of it.”
Without further delay, he began thrusting in and out of me, riding my body so hard my nails clawed at the porcelain.
I watched us in the mirror, seeing how filthy we were, covered in specs of mud and a light layer of sweat, both hungry for what the other could give them.
The darkness that was so clearly etched into his soul was the ultimate fix for the degenerate junkies like me. It’d been so long since I’d had that high…
I tried to widen my legs, arching my back so he could fuck me harder, go deeper.
He gave me what I was seeking without needing my words. A moan, practically a sob of pleasure ripped from my lungs as his dick pounded into me, hitting every sweet spot.
“Come for me, babygirl,” he commanded, tightening his grip on my throat, digging his fingers into the flesh of my hip. I screamed his name, my muscles going taut as an orgasm swept through me, spreading an inferno so hot tears spilled from my eyes and I squirted all over his cock, toes curling tight.
“Damn, puppet,” he ground out, riding my body harder, groans of pleasure beginning to rumble from his chest. Soon, the only sounds in the room were slick skin hitting slick skin, and the moans that he wrenched from my lungs as he continued to ensure I’d never forget him.
CHAPTER TWELVE
The moment we stepped outside, Kyrous kissed the back of Gracelyn’s hand, which was odd to me seeing as he didn’t give off that kind of sweet vibe at all.
And then he took off. He went right when we needed to go straight.
Like the map depicted, Maze of Mayhem was right behind us. Literally.
There was a small patch of grass, and then the entrance to another building.
“Where are you going?” Selena yelled after him.
He didn’t answer, continuing without a backyard glance.
“He’s going to find his brother,” Gracelyn replied softly.
“Poor bub,” Selena murmured, blinking away tears.
I frowned, watching his form grow smaller and smaller. I understood the reasoning behind it, but I thought Kyrous was smarter than this.
It was a suicide mission, and Ciaran was right. We were so close to the end. All we needed to do was make it through this maze to get to the manor. Maybe death would be waiting there, but at least we’d be going to greet it.
“Are either of you going to go after him?”
“He wouldn’t have wanted us to,” Maverick replied.
“And I’m not leaving you on your own,” Ciaran added, staring after his friend, his face clear of any emotion.
“I’m probably safer without you,” I mumbled.
“Yeah? You’re also dead.” He grabbed my hand and began to walk towards the next entrance, leaving the others to follow.
He hadn’t left my side once since we’d finished fooling around. He’d basically been my shadow, as if he thought I would run off or something now that I knew who he was.
He gave himself too much credit, but I wouldn’t deny I liked him being near me.
We stepped through a small opening and into a circular room made of nothing but stone. As the girls and Maverick followed, I looked around, taking note of the minor details.
There were no windows, and the only light came from dimly lit wall sconces. It was cool here, too.
Straight ahead was another narrow doorway, beyond it an inky darkness, the kind no one in their right mind would ever walk into. A stagnant smell emanated from within it.
“Look at the floor.” Mel pointed down at a large mural someone had painted.
“It’s like the image from the Visitor’s Center,” Selena said.
I had forgotten about that, but she was right. Only now, I noticed the demons were wearing masks, all of them different, still surrounding the naked girl. Ciaran set his eyes on the next riddle and wandered over to it, keeping hold of my hand.
“You’ve been trapped in a maze since you caught my eye.
Find your way out before you’re trapped for good.
Mystery, mayhem, darkness.
The Devil lurks on the other side,” Ciaran read.
“I think this is the most ominous one we’ve seen,” I mused.
“Maybe, but we can do this,” Mel avowed. “We’re not going to die here.”
She sounded so confident, a complete flip from the pessimist she tended to be.
I smiled at her, reaching for her hand. “It’s dark in there. Let’s form a chain until we know what we’re walking into.”
We moved into a formation of sorts.
I stayed with Ciaran, holding onto Mel now as well. Gracelyn and Selena followed, leaving Maverick at the end of our line.
Entering the darkness, I don’t think any of us knew what to expect. My eyes strained to adjust as the light fell away, but there was nothing to see but black. The walls were still stone, covered in what felt like moss as I brushed against one.
