“Secret.” She brings her finger to her lips and makes ashhsound. “But I will help you.”
“Lady, let me go! This is going too far.”
Her finger is suddenly on my lips, shushingme.
“I will help you,” she whispers. Before I can blink, her finger is replaced with her lips. I can’t move or stop her. I can only clamp my mouth shut as she attempts to pry my lips open.
What the hell is wrong with this lady?
Just as she pushes her tongue against the seam of my lips, I take advantage and bite it off.
Instead of repelling her, though, I make her laugh.
She. Laughs.
What a maniac!
“I’m just trying to help you, Nyk,” she adds in a sweet voice. “Or would you rather I do it like this?” She barely finishes her question as she brings her hand to her mask and wrenches it off her face.
My heart stills in my chest.
“What did you do?” I whisper, shock and terror enveloping me. “What did you do to her?”
“Her? Hmm… I just borrowed her face. Isn’t it pretty?” She winks at me. “Perhaps now you won’t feel so guilty doing it. Come on, handsome, open your mouth for me,” she coos at me.
Her mouth is once more on mine, her tongue plunging inside. As much as I’d like nothing more than to bite her again, I find that I can’t. My willpower is entirely stripped from me as I watch seemingly from outside of my body as my own tongue responds, caressing hers; my lips touching and sucking awkwardly on hers.
“You taste like a virgin, Nykander. So sweet and innocent.” She laughs as she draws back.
It’s her face. Moe. Down to every single mole and detail. Itisher. But the words coming out of her mouth aren’t. My Moe would never be so crass and vulgar.
“Fuck you!” I spit out at her, my limbs moving wildly as I try to break free of my prison. “Fuck you, you hear me, you fucking deranged lady!”
She merely smiles. “We’ll get to that, too.” Another wink. “You need a thorough education, after all. We can’t have you go to your dear Moe without ever having seen a naked female body.”
The remaining veil disappears from her body, leaving her naked from head to toe. I immediately avert my gaze, biting my lips to keep my wits about me.
This isn’t happening.
“Come on, look your fill,” she calls out.
I shake my head.
An invisible force grabs onto my jaw and forces my face toward her, prying my eyes open.
“Look at what could be yours, Nyk.” Her voice is softer, more mellow, more like…Moe.
I gulp down uncomfortably.
“Ah, this pretty facereallydoes it for you, doesn’t it?” She giggles as she lowers her hand to my groin, palming my unwanted erection.
“Fuck you!” I yell harder, shame and fear eroding at me.
“Soon,” she leans in to whisper. “Be a good boy and dream of me, Nyk. This is just one of themanylessons I’ll teach you in the future.”
The vines retreat. With no support, I fall to the ground. Pain radiates from my body.
In the distance I see her steps becoming one with the horizon, though the echo of her laughter continues to blare.
