Chapter 1304
"Hey Kevin, what's up? You seem kinda down. Wanna talk about it?" Laura asked, swinging her legs, her feet clad in fuzzy pink bear slippers.
"Nah, it's nothing. Just not used to sleeping over," Kevin shrugged.
"Come on, it's not your first time here," Laura giggled. "You're the first guy to ever spend the night, though. Not even my cousins. Mom's pretty chill about you, huh?"
Daisy's been incredibly nice to me. It's… surprising, Kevin thought. He genuinely appreciated her warmth.
Evelyn and Maurice had been kind to him too, but he knew better than to get involved with either of those older women.
Even Willow had gone silent since their last encounter. The memory of her wild abandon in bed still made his pulse quicken.
"Okay, I'm hitting the hay. Night," Laura said, standing up and smiling.
"Goodnight," Kevin replied, feeling tired himself. Laura hesitated, fiddling with the hem of her nightgown. "Kevin…" she murmured shyly, her cheeks flushing. "I'm… going now."
Something in her shy demeanor, the blush on her cheeks, and the affection in her eyes made Kevin's heart skip a beat. He stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. He kissed her, his hand resting on the curve of her firm backside.
Laura melted into the kiss, her body trembling slightly. Her tongue met his, tentative but eager.
Kevin tasted the sweetness of her mouth, his hand moving up to cup her breast. The soft, yielding flesh beneath his palm reminded him of Audrey's ample curves. Laura's breasts were smaller, but he figured he could help her… grow them, just like he had with Audrey.
Laura gasped, her nipple hardening instantly beneath his touch. A jolt of electricity shot through her. Her cheeks and neck flushed crimson. "Kevin…" she breathed. "Stop…I… I can't…"
Seeing the glazed look in her eyes, Kevin eased his hold. He kissed her cheek, grinning. "Alright, Laura. Goodnight."
Flustered and breathless, Laura left the room, her face still burning. Her youthful innocence and undeniable allure made Kevin's heart pound. He almost called her back.
But as she left, his thoughts returned to Audrey. Worry gnawed at him. Where was she? Was she safe? With her beauty and figure, she was vulnerable, especially to men like… Douglas.
The thought of Audrey's full breasts in another man's hands twisted his gut. He tossed and turned, finally drifting into a restless sleep.
He dreamt he was lost in a dark forest. He heard a faint but familiar woman's moans. Audrey.
He ran towards the sound, his heart pounding with anticipation. But what he found filled him with rage.
Audrey was naked, bound to a massive bed. A grotesque monster, its body a mass of octopus-like tentacles, was on top of her. Each tentacle had a man's head. Oliver, Quentin, Christopher, even Ivan, and the thugs from the gang. Some kissed her face, her arms, her legs. But most were clustered around her breasts, sucking, licking, pawing at her heavy flesh.
Fury exploded inside Kevin. He saw a machete lying on the floor. He grabbed it and charged, hacking at the monstrous creature. Heads flew, blood sprayed, and screams echoed through the darkness.
The monster roared, its tentacles, slick with blood, pulling Audrey's body down, down into the earth. They vanished, leaving Kevin alone in the sudden silence. Darkness closed in, the temperature plummeted, and his consciousness faded.
…
"No!" Audrey's cry echoed in the small room. She couldn't bear it. She felt his hardness pressing against her, and with a surge of adrenaline, she twisted violently, throwing him off balance. She scrambled to her feet, lunging for the door.
But Douglas was too quick. He grabbed her hair, yanking her back. He threw her onto the bed, his boot connecting with her stomach. "Where do you think you're going, bitch?"
Pain ripped through Audrey. Tears streamed down her face. She curled into a fetal position, unable to fight back, at his mercy.
Douglas ripped her shirt off, her naked body exposed to his hungry gaze. Her skin, so white and smooth, the gentle rise and fall of her full breasts, her nipples like ripe cherries… He licked his lips.
"Goddamn, what tits. I'm a lucky man," he growled, grabbing her breasts, squeezing, kneading, his fingers pinching her nipples. He lowered his head, sucking hard on one, then the other. Her nipples glistened, her skin slick with his saliva.
He moved to kiss her, but Audrey turned her head away. It was her last defense. He grabbed her chin, forcing her mouth open. His breath reeked of stale cigarettes. Audrey felt a wave of nausea. Even if he raped her, she wouldn't let him kiss her. She bit down hard on his chin.
Douglas yelped, pulling back, his hand going to his bleeding chin. He hadn't expected such ferocity. It only made him more determined to break her.
"You little bitch…" he muttered, looking at her huddled form. He decided to skip the foreplay. He grabbed her ankles, forcing her legs apart. Her swollen lips glistened, her pink clit peeking out from the dark curls of her pubic hair. "Let me take care of that itch for you," he sneered.
Audrey tried to close her legs, but he held them fast. His eyes, hot and predatory, raked over her exposed sex. Shame burned through her. Her cheeks flamed, her teeth sinking into her lower lip. She glared at him.
"What do you say, huh? You want it?" he taunted, rubbing the head of his cock against her slick folds, drawing out her wetness. She was perfect. Big tits, tight pussy, soaking wet. He was going to enjoy this. He was almost jealous of Jerome, for finding such a prize. But now… she was his. And after he was done, he could send her back to Jerome. He wouldn't dare cross him over a woman.
"No… please…" Audrey whispered, the friction of his cock against her clit sending waves of heat through her core. She bit her lip harder, trying to distract herself from the rising tide of sensation, but the throbbing ache only intensified. Images of Jason flashed through her mind, then Kevin's smiling face and a wave of despair washed over her. If Douglas raped her… how could she ever face Kevin again?
Seeing her arousal, her resistance, only fueled his frustration. Most women would be begging by now. He wasn't going to waste any more time. He grabbed her hips, positioning himself, ready to thrust inside.
Suddenly, a sharp pain exploded at the back of his head. He didn't even have time to cry out.
The pain spread, blinding him. Then, darkness.
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