Her heart went pitter pat again at the very thought of how much trouble he’d gone to.
His shoulders slumped. “It’s impossible. I can’t do it.”
Crap.
Dangerous Bob piped up, waving a bottle at them from behind the console where he’d apparently found a kitchen nook and a supply of wine. “Fuckitty. Rrrr. Grr.” The reverse switch is right here under the toaster, sir.
“It is?” Karl’s eyebrows climbed for the ceiling, but stopped short. “Oh good. That switch. Fine. Do it then.”
Dangerous Bob pulled something and the rug swirled madly then was blown into the air. The red eye beneath turned green and naked women began popping out and rolling across the floor. Last of all Cyndie crawled out along with a few hopping rabbits. Dazed, she picked up a rabbit and stroked it.
“Cyndie!” Virginia ran to her, avoiding the humming portal, and dragged her to safety. “Where have you been? What was it like in another dimension?”
The poor woman could barely speak. “Hairdressers. Big stone things. Gargoyles. Letter boxes. Mmm.” She nodded as if she’d delivered the ten commandments.
Karl squeezed Virginia’s shoulder. “See! Done.”
“She’s a bit weird.”
“Jet lag.”
“I guess. She always was a bit odd. There was that time she wouldn’t lend me her hairdryer.” She leaned her head back against his chest. “Thank you, Karl.”
“Nothing is too much for you, my sweet captive.”
“Mmm.” She smiled and let him hold her ever so tightly, like he was scared she might run out the door like all the other women were now doing. “I’m yours forever now. I’ve rescued Cyndie, even if she is lacking a few brain cells.”
His grip got even tighter and he squeezed her ass where his mark still stung. “Yes, you have, and you are mine now, for all eternity.”
“Sir?”
Who was that? Crap. She felt her eyes widen. Dangerous Bob had spoken a real word.
He stepped closer. Over his arm lay a black cat suit and in the other hand was a pistol.
“What is it?” Karl tensed. “I see. Those are for you, Virginia. Before this story can end, you need to have worn the black latex cat suit and held the gun. It’s contractual. On the book cover. Though next time they’d better get my tentacle color right. Or else.”
His mouth quirked in a knowing smile and he stared past her, as if someone was there, watching them.
Creepy. Ice cold crept over her skin and she shivered, then she checked. No one was there, of course.
But she could feel the draw of this, the rightness, and she went to Bob and took the clothes then slipped on the suit, even though when she zipped it up she almost burst an eyeball.
“Tight,” she wheezed.
“Sexy.” Karl’s crotch was quite...bulgier.
Feeling coquettish, she turned and waggled her butt, posing with the gun out like a female secret-agent super spy.
“Wow. Come here so I can take it off you again with my tentacles. Or maybe I’ll just tear it open in the right places.” His tone was downright snarly, like he’d rip open the jugular of any man who so much as looked at her.
“You beast.” This time it was her purring.
“That’s me.” His smile dripped with raw and bloody ferocity and the promise of dangerous sex.
Ohhh, those black irises. This cat suit had superpowers. If only she could breathe in it.
All three of them observed her, even Cyndie who still stroked the rabbit. It was rumbling and its eyes glowed red.
She stared. “You might want to put down the rabbit, Cyndie. I think it’s about to do something. Like explode?”
“No.” She tossed her head. “It’s a good rabbit. Safe. Wait until you see it vibrate.”
“Ahh. It’s one of those.” So that’s where those rabbits came from.
The rabbit rumbled louder.
Karl held out his hand to her. “Come to me, my virgin. Our story is done.”
“Wait!” A brilliant idea had sprung up. “Group photo! Yes?”
They all shrugged then agreed. Even the rabbit nodded.
Dangerous Bob tossed her his phone and she set it on the console with a five second timer on, dashed over to them and posed fast, with the gun up. Then she ran back to the phone to check.
The one photo enlarged to fill the screen. There they all were looking, by turns, stunned, sexy, menacing, and weird.
She groaned. “Bob!” His fingers showed in a V, behind the rabbit’s head.
His chuckle and murmured, good-natured, fuckerrrr rabbit, made her grin back at him.
“Rabbit ears, Bob?” Karl rolled his eyes. “Done now, Virginia?”
“Almost,” she said quietly, staring pointedly at his groin. “There is one last thing. I still haven’t seen your...your ten inch tentacle schlong.”
“You think you deserve to?” He arched one eyebrow then the other. Slowly he unzipped his fly.
“Yes. Yes I do. Please? Please, Karl. I need to! I’ll even get down on my knees and beg if you want me too!”
He smirked. “Oh we’ll try that too. Just you wait.” Then he unzipped himself all the way.
Virginia took a step closer to see, unfortunately she also blocked the reader’s view of Karl’s lower regions. There was a loud thump and the floor trembled as if a small earthquake had struck.
“Big enough for you, sweet lady?”
She gasped, choking a little. “Oh my goodness, Karl. That’s not ten inches! That’s more like ten pounds! No wonder my mouth was so full!”
Fade...to black.
Except for the rabbit’s glowing red eyes, which then also fade. The purring ceases.
Cyndie shrieks. “My rabbit’s died!”
Dangerous Bob growls a few choice fucks. It’s just the batteries.
And so The Quest for the Rabbit’s Batteries begins.
The End
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Pierced Hearts Series
(Dark erotic fiction)
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Bind and Keep me
Make me Yours Evermore
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Table of Contents
About Squirm
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
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