In Dreams – Darkly Ever After Read Online Mila Crawford

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Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
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Ezra presses me against him, my back to his front, his thick dick poking me in a lewd gesture. His hand travels down my stomach to the top of my vagina as his hot breath hits my skin. “Watch them, Fawn.” His hand works its way down as he kicks my feet apart and works a finger between my pussy lips. “You see how hard Dariyus is railing Malachi? It turns you on, doesn’t it? Seeing a strong killer being someone else’s little bitch?”

“No,” I pant, unconvinced by my lie.

“Remember Kyle Bricks?” Ezra asks.

I can’t process his question as he dips one finger inside me and spreads my juices across my clit while my eyes feast on Dariyus choking Malachi.

Pain shoots at my core. Ezra pinches the binder clip at my clit, and all my nerve endings explode. “I asked you a question, slut. You don’t want Daddy to get upset and punish you, do you?”

Daddy. It’s a word that petrifies and disgusts me, but right now, it sets me on fire. That’s what Ezra does. He takes every taboo and unsavory thing in my life and turns it on its head.

“Yes, I remember Kyle. He was the first guy I fucked after you.”

“I watched how he ate you out for two seconds and then humped you for five minutes before he came like a little bitch. The best part of the show was when he left, and you pounded your little cunt with that ten-inch dildo while you fingered your ass. I came to that tape so many times. By myself and with these two. Sometimes fucking them, other times them fucking me, but each time consumed with watching you.”

My head snaps toward him. “How the hell do you know all that?”

I see movement in my peripheral vision, and the room resonates with my moans before I spot myself on the mounted television. I’m in bed with Kyle on top of me.

I elbow Ezra in the stomach, and he lurches back. “You fuckin’ pervert. You’ve been spying on me?”

Ezra grunts as he opens his top desk drawer and tosses a box toward me. “I keep souvenirs too.”

The lid of the box shakes under my trembling hands as I open it. A normal person would scream in horror if they opened a box and saw a severed finger covered in dried-up brown blood. But the only emotion I can muster is curiosity. “Who does this finger belong to? Or should I say, who did it belong to?”

Ezra nods toward the television, where Kyle is rolling off me. “Ever wonder why you never heard from him again? Or from Phillip, Robert, Mark, or Denver?”

I always thought that no one was interested after they fucked me. I cared little cause the truth is I wanted nothing past an orgasm from any of them. They bored me. The sex was awful every time. My orgasms were self-induced after they left. While they were in me, all I did was close my eyes and think of the man standing before me and how he railed me like an animal three years ago. “I’m more upset that you invaded my privacy.”

“Not just him,” Malachi groans behind me. “We all get off on it. I like your cunt lips, so I zoom in. They’re all puffy, and I keep thinking how pretty they would look with my name tattooed on them.”

“You don’t even know me.”

Malachi rises off the floor, and all I can focus on is the dried blood on his hand. “Don’t need to in order to want to fuck you.”

“Tattooing someone’s privates isn’t just wanting to fuck them.”

Malachi smirks and steps toward me, his face less than an inch from mine. He places one finger on my mouth and traces my lip while his other hand moves to my vagina and strokes. “What can I say? I’m better than others. Overachiever and all that.”

My body heats, and I’m confident my skin is red from embarrassment. I’m not sure why Malachi does this to me. I’ve known crude men before, but it’s different with him, and I can’t understand why. Maybe it’s because, unlike other men who are so vile with their words, I enjoy hearing it from Malachi.

Malachi gently brushes his finger from my temple to my jaw. “If that makes you blush, Briar, the other things I fantasize about while fucking to your videos would make you wish the ground could open up and swallow you whole.”

Against my better judgment, I ask, “What are the other things you think about?”

He fingers a lock of my hair as he brings his mouth to my neck. “I’ll tell you, pretty girl, but I’m gonna need something from you first.” His other hand grips my throat as he forces me onto my knees. “I’m gonna need you to finish what you started before we were rudely interrupted.”



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