Page 5 of Unholy Obsessions


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Selene likes to play games. Even though we often play this fucked-up game of hide-and-seek, she always has a way of making it interesting. She’s known for tossing in her little twists and turns, just enough to shake shit up. To knock me off my feet and throw me off my game.

She likes to play, but Selene knows that if she throws me off, it’s only going to get even more volatile. I’m a poor sport—I don’t lose—and Selene fucking knows it. But we’ll play this however she wants to. If she wants to try and change the game, I’ll let her have her moment, but she won’t have it for long.

I don’t lose control… until I fucking do.

If there’s one thing that I always have control over, it’s my little psychopath. Whether she knows it or not, I’ll always top her from the bottom. When I’m feeling generous, I loosen her chain and let her have her fun, but when it’s all said and done, I always come out on top with her on her knees and her mouth around my cock.

Fuck.

My cock strains against the zipper of my black jeans as I think about my raven vixen swallowing me whole. My girl knows how to please me, but only if she gets hers too. It’s a give-and-take world, and as much as I love to receive, I always make sure that Selene is attended to first.

I step deeper into the shadows, letting them consume my form as I hide in the darkness. Selene is playing it off like she’s trying to hide from me, but I know what she is really up to. She’s hiding, but she’s hiding in plain sight—somewhere that she knows that I could easily find her.

Instead of continuing to hunt for her, I’m going to bide my time and draw her out. If I stop looking for her, she’s bound to come looking for me.

And then I’ll have her right where I want her.

As I slide into the darkness, I slip through a doorway on my right, stepping into what must have been a break room at one point. I’m not sure what the fuck it was supposed to be, but there are weird little cubbies in the wall that I like to hide shit in. Different shit that can make the little games that we play more exhilarating.

My hand lightly searches along the wall until I come to one of the openings and I shove my arm inside. I feel around with my palm until I wrap my fingers around the rough fabric and pull out two masks. Holding it in both hands, I slide the ski mask over my head. The material itches the skin on my face, but I ignore it. This mask is something new. We both had thekind that lights up before—ones we stole back around Halloween from the store that pops up every year—but Selene had only ever seen me with this mask once before. I tuck the other one into my pocket for later.

Inhaling deeply, I can still smell the faint metallic scent from that night. Selene found me with the body of some guy that I caught watching her at work. She didn’t know who he was, and she didn’t need to. Either way, he was a fucking creep and I plucked out his eyeballs for even daring to look at what was mine.

The only eyes that belong on Selene are mine.She’s mine.

That night, she found me covered in blood with this mask on. She didn’t even give me the chance to wash any of it from my skin before she bent herself over one of the old tables they used for Electroconvulsive Therapy, revealing her soaked pussy for me to fuck from behind with the mask on.

So, we’re traveling down this road tonight with no idea where the fuck it’s going to take us.

All that I know is that our destination is pleasure. Whatever happens on the painful journey there, happens.

I hear her footsteps in the distance. With her shoes on, I know that it’s hard for her to make her steps as silent as she’d like. And to anyone else, it would be hard to hear the sounds that she’s making, but I know my girl. I know exactly what she sounds like when she’s on the hunt, and that’s exactly what she’s doing.

Selene thinks that she’s rewriting the script here, making me her prey.

Sorry, baby, but that’s not how this works. The hunter will never become the hunted because I’ve already got her—she just doesn’t realize it yet.

As she moves through the abandoned building, I know that she’s trying to track me. It gets darker the deeper that you getinto the shadows, and I know that it’s only getting harder for her to try and follow me. Selene is smart; she knows how to think on her toes and use all of her senses. Even though my cologne isn’t as strong as it was this morning, once she picks up my scent, she’ll follow it until I lead her into hell.

“I’m coming for you, baby.”

I’m waiting for you, little devil.

Her footsteps get louder, even though she’s trying to keep them as quiet as possible, and I know that she’s only getting closer. I’m drawing her out without having to do anything to attract any type of attention to myself. My Selene baby knows that she’ll follow me wherever I lead her, even without taking her hand.

Her flame follows mine, craving the fucking burn.

She’s getting closer…

I take a quiet step backwards, flattening my back against the wall, holding my breath as I reach down for my knife. There’s a pause in her steps and she hesitates just outside the doorway. I can’t see her with my eyes, but I can feel her with my body and my soul. It’s never hard to know where Selene is. Especially in such close proximity like this. I don’t know how to explain it, but I can just fucking feel her, like she’s an extension of my own body.

“I know you’re hiding, Onyx.” Her voice is like a haunting melody as it snakes its way around my eardrums, sliding down my spine. “You think that you can hide from me in the darkness, but you are the darkness. There’s no fucking hiding.”

My cock throbs against my pants. I swallow hard and slowly exhale through my nose, letting my lungs deflate a small amount. My heart pounds, but it beats to its own cold and calculated drum in my chest. I inhale slowly through my nostrils, inflating my lungs again before holding my breath. My dickprotests in my pants and I can feel the moisture on the tip from the precum.

Just as I think that she’s about to step into the room, I feel her absence as her footsteps move in the opposite direction. My brow furrows in confusion as I tilt my head to the side.

What the fuck?

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