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Pocus
Inever thought I’d return here. But, here I am in what has to be the most sinful den in the world; a large room with blood red draperies hanging down the windows and large couches and fur rugs scattered across the ground in no particular order. The scent of sex and booze hangs heavily in the air. Most of the people in this room have their faces covered with masks, just like me. This is a place where everything and anything can happen; a place where everyone can act out their darkest, most heinous fantasies. Here, one can maim, torture, and even kill without any fear of repercussions. Here, there are only two kinds of people; the predator and the prey. A place where criminals, killers, whores, and all sorts of scumbags gather to express their true nature. You can have your cock deep in the president’s asshole, and no one will be any the wiser about it.
This is the only place where I can let go. Far away from the clubhouse and the watchful eyes of my brothers, I can let out my claws and scratch as hard as I want. I can growl, sink my teeth into real flesh, and suck up the blood of whoever has the misfortune of stepping in my way. I can be the beast I really am without fear of judgment or desertion. Only in the place called the Den of Eden can I confidently take off my mask….
I snort at the irony of that since I currently have on a mask covering more than half of my face.
Even as I wonder what I’m really doing back in the Den of Eden, I lean back on my fur-covered couch and close my eyes. I open myself up to the intense energy in the room, channeling the pain and pleasure of everyone in the room. I can feel my veins pop from the fierce extremes of euphoric pleasure coursing through every vein in my body.
The clapping sound of skin against skin….
Lustful moans and deep-throated grunts….
Whimpering cries and screams of pain….
I make them all mine…I yank my zipper down and grab my thick, pulsing dick in my palm. I pump myself. Once. Twice. Faster!
My back arches off the couch. I let out a feral growl as my seed spurts out with a force that shakes me to my core. My whole body trembles uncontrollably, overwhelmed by the intensity of my orgasm.
It’s a long time before I come down from the high of my climax. It was short but more powerful than anyone else in this room would ever get to experience in their life. I guess there are perks to being born with gifts like mine, after all.
I open my eyes to the most gorgeous eyes I’ve ever seen in my life. My heart suddenly stops and picks up again at an incredibly fast pace. The greenish-brown irises tinged with specks of gold mesmerize me, capturing me in their depths. I’ve never seen eyes that…exotic, and they’re boring right into mine – so daringly. She just stands there, all the way across the room from me, watching me watch her.
I suddenly itch to see the owner of those daring hazel eyes hidden behind that exaggerated black floral mask. I wish I was close enough to yank her into my arms and rip off her disguise.
She’s been watching me all along – through my solo play. I felt her essence the strongest in the room. I’d felt her growing thirst and intoxicating lust.
I slowly rake my eyes down the rest of her. She has on a short sexy red dress that manages to tease the imagination without revealing the vital parts of her body. Despite her small frame, she’s got tight curves that could drive a man nuts. I feel my cock start to stir again as my eyes trail down her endlessly long legs. I imagine what it’d be like to have those legs wrapped around my hips while I thrust wildly into her warm wet pussy, her nails buried deep in my flesh in an effort to hold steady. I return my gaze to hers, enthralled all anew by those gleaming hazel eyes. She seems undaunted by my bold appraisal.
Somehow it feels like she doesn’t belong in this dark place. Her soul seems to radiate pureness that contradicts everything the den stands for. I shake my head, catching myself in time.
Bullshit.
There can be nothing pure about anyone who knows about the existence of this fucking hellhole. She’s just as irredeemable as every one of us in this room.
She smirks as if privy to my thoughts, a deliberately slow movement of her full blood-red lips. I can’t tell if she’s taunting or challenging me…
She throws me a wink and turns around to leave. I watch her until she disappears from my sight.
Forever.
That doesn’t bother me at all…she doesn’t bother me.
At the end of the day, she’s just a figment of an illusion. The Den of Eden doesn’t exist in the outside world.
CHAPTERFOUR
Pocus
Graveyard moves his penlight away from my face with an impassive humming sound. He turns the light off with a click and replaces the pen in his front pocket. Graveyard goes to sit in his chair with a soft sigh. He pulls out his drawer and begins to ransack for god knows what. He seems like a doctor stalling for time while trying to think about the best way to break the bad news to their patient. If that’s the case, I’d rather he got it done and over with. I don’t think I’m dying any time soon, though. That would be such a reprieve, except the universe doesn’t give two shits about me. Death would be too easy…
“I believe the drugs are in that cabinet over there,” I say in a dry tone. “And not in your drawer, mon ami.”
Graveyard stills and remains so for a few tentative seconds. He clears his throat awkwardly and raises his eyes to mine, his cheeks dusted with a light blush.
“Okay, you caught me,” Graveyard says, clearing his throat awkwardly.
I fold my arms over my chest and lean back casually in my seat. “Do I have cancer or some incurable shit like that?”
