“What’s wrong, baby?” Grey’s voice was soft and deep, heavy from sleep. He ran his hand over her back, up and down, soft and smooth, trying to coax her to fall back asleep.
“Nothing. It was nothing.” She looked over at him and smiled. Arousal filled her at the memory of that dream, and she wanted Grey like she wanted to breathe.
“Then lie back down here, princess.” He pulled her closer to him. “You’re mine, little beauty.”
She loved it when he called her that, when he treated her as if she were a precious object that he just wanted to cherish and hold, whisper that she was only his, and keep her close. She was his no matter what. It didn’t matter that he was fifteen years older than her, or that he had been her professor a year ago. She was Grey’s, and he was hers, and there was nothing that would change that.
She lay back down, moving closer to the warmth of his body. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.
“Are you sure you’re okay, princess?” he murmured huskily against her forehead.
“I’m okay. It was just that dream I had of our first night together.” She felt him smile against her again, and she couldn’t help but do the same. “That first night you took me from that party, whispered all those filthy things you wanted to do to me.” A shiver worked up her spine at the thought.
“You can’t get enough of me, little beauty.”
“Mmm,” she whispered, and closed her eyes. “I really can’t.” She lifted her head and stared into his eyes. His dark hair was ruffled, his eyes heavy from sleep. He rose up and pressed a kiss to the side of her neck.
“Maybe we should play that little game again.” She looked at him, smiling, feeling her need for this man rise up. Their relationship was unconventional to say the least, and although she got looks from other students for being with Grey, heard the rumors from others as she walked to her courses, she knew that none of that mattered. She was an adult, and so was he, and anything else was irrelevant. This was her life. She wanted to be Grey’s little princess, his little beauty, and nothing would ever change that.
The End
I had heard that if you go through Wolfs Bane Forest on the evening of Halloween at exactly midnight you’d never come out. Of course those were only fairytales that parents told their adolescent children to keep them in line, or at least that is what I assumed they were. But for whatever reason, the town of Haven believed those myths.
But those beliefs stemmed from missing people over the years, ones that were said to have gone through these woods and never came out. I didn’t believe any of that, because if I did I’d be gullible just like the rest of them, holed up in my house because I was afraid of what might happen.
“Red, this is not a good idea,” Sarah, a young woman I had just met a few months back, said with a slur to her voice. We were both a little drunk, so maybe that was why I didn’t really care about walking through Wolfs Bane.
“What?” I faced her. She was in a slutty bunny outfit, one of those playboy costumes that had gotten her ass smacked a lot at the party tonight. “Please don’t tell me you believe in this shit?” I cocked an eyebrow at her. “I mean, you aren’t even from this town. You just moved here a few months ago, but you believe in the whole getting stuck in the haunted woods story?” She didn’t respond right away. “I have lived here my whole life and have never believed in it,” I said, but there was this tingling at the base of my spine as soon as I spoke the words.
She shrugged and glanced at the forest again. “I’m not saying I believe it or anything, but the fact that an entire town does…” She looked at me and I refrained from rolling my eyes. “I mean, it is a bit eerie.”
I looked at the woods, and the fact they seemed harmless, and that the moon was bright enough that I could even see the ground. “It’s an hour hike back to my place if we go around, and there aren’t any cabs in this rinky dink town.” You want to go back to the party and see if we can hitch a ride with one of those douche bags in there?” The guys that had been at the party were assholes, college kids that had come up from Brecksville to get drunk and try and fuck some foreign pussy.
“What about finding that girl we came with?”
I shook my head. “Andrea was hooking up with some jock. Didn’t you see them heading upstairs?” I lifted an eyebrow. “No way am I about to break that up.”
“Red, I really don’t think this is a good idea. Let’s push aside the fact that the whole fairytale thing about people not coming out of there once they enter is a load of horse shit. What about wild animals? I mean it’s dark out, so who’s to say a wolf or something like that won’t be stalking us for a meal?”