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    • chapter twenty-two

      by Quinn Hawthorne   I wasn’t surprised when Orpheus asked me out. However, I found it surprising when he asked me for a paint and wine date. Apparently, there was a class at the campus to help fund the art department, and since we were both, in a way, artists, he thought it would be a great idea. I could never say no to a good time, even more so when someone else was treating me, regardless of how much money I now owned. Instead of picking me up, I proposed meeting at the campus, and he readily accepted, almost…
    • chapter twenty-three

      by Quinn Hawthorne   “You look gorgeous, Vanessa.” Blue eyes sparkled while the dying sunrays reflected against them as he soaked up my appearance. “Thank you,” I replied, letting the smirk curl my lips. “I wasn’t sure what to wear since I have very few clothes I am willing to ruin.” His shoulders jolted slightly as he stifled a silent laugh, eventually easing into an even more relaxed state. “If you ruin your dress, I will take responsibility and replace it. Given the fact that I was the one to…
    • chapter twenty-five

      by Quinn Hawthorne The doorbell rang as I was getting cleaned up, and my body was still smeared with blood from the latest merchandise. I grabbed the first tub of organs and headed for the front door. Resting the tub against the wall behind the door, I straightened my clothes before opening it. A man I’d never seen before stood on my doorstep. He was tall, with dark hair, and wore a black hoodie that made him look like a delinquent. His eyes flicked to the tub of organs behind me before returning to my…
    • chapter twenty-six

      by Quinn Hawthorne I casually walked down into my lab and sat at my desk, pretending as if I didn’t have a glass dildo in my pocket while fully aware my underwear was practically ruined. I slowed my pace, along with my breathing. But they both picked up in my excitement as I got in the direct line of where the webcam was pointing in my lab. I knew my red face was giving me away, but I tried to show some composure as I sat down at my desk as if doing another report. I wondered if he knew I was up to something. He had no…
    • chapter twenty-seven

      by Quinn Hawthorne “What are you doing, doll?” My voice came out louder than I intended, but I didn’t mind. My attention was too consumed by the sight of Vanessa pleasuring herself on my computer screen. Her lips whispered my name while my hand flew on my hard cock. I watched her pretty lips curl into a smirk. “Just having a little fun.” She said this after she put me on speaker and rested the phone on the armrest next to her as her finger returned to stroke her clit. I’d never been more jealous of a fucking…
    • chapter twenty-eight

      by Quinn Hawthorne Vanessa was beautiful today. I was observing her diligently working on schoolwork in the university library. Vanessa surrounded herself with reference books, opened to various pages as she hunched over her tablet, and scribbled furiously at her digital notebook. She wore her hair in a ponytail, with strands cascading over her left shoulder. Even though she was wearing jeans and a black blouse, she outshone every mortal here. I tried to make myself less conspicuous and easier to identify by wearing a…
    • chapter thirty

      by Quinn Hawthorne I tried to squirm away from his mouth, but the restraints held me in place. The sensitivity and pleasure from my previous orgasm were coming back with a vengeance, even with the pain of the birth control removal. “This is so fucked up,” I whimpered, my head flying back at a particularly harsh suck. “You are so fucked up.” The chuckle was the only thing that answered me as it vibrated against me, hurtling me over the edge. The cramping got worse with my orgasm, but for some reason, it didn’t…
    • chapter thirty-one

      by Quinn Hawthorne As awareness flooded me, I became aware of the hard and salty taste filling my mouth. The twitch against my tongue startled me, prompting me to try and move my head from side to side, fighting against my heavy eyelids, only to find my mobility was severely limited. My room came into view, but from an unusual upside-down angle, my attention was immediately drawn to the pair of legs that occupied the space right in front of me. My hands were trapped, secured tightly to the base of my bed’s legs, preventing…
    • chapter thirty-three

      by Quinn Hawthorne As soon as the front door slammed and a car roared to life, I desperately attempted to pull my hand out of the restraints, but my efforts were in vain. I followed the chain and groaned when I realized he attached it to the bar in my headboard, so the only way to get out of the cuffs was by breaking my thumb, breaking the headboard, sawing through the chain, or with the damn key. What a clever fucker! Throwing my head back as hard as I could in frustration, I had to blow a piece of hair that settled…
    • chapter thirty-four

      by Quinn Hawthorne “It seems like you’re not overly preoccupied by my presence.” The mutt looked at me with unamused eyes, as if people often showed up in his owner’s house without her permission. Given that I was one out of two suitors, it made sense. The mutt rested his head on his paws but didn’t take his eyes off me, almost as if waiting for me to do something that would pique his interest. But jokes on him. I was the most boring immortal he would ever have the pleasure of meeting. Before Vanessa, I had…
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