Page 67 of Possess Us

‘How did you know?’ I ask, looking at the strange sandwich he’s made.

‘Know what?’

‘That this is my favourite?’

His hand rests on my thigh and squeezes.

‘We’ve been watching you for a very long time. We know everything.’

He picks up the remote and flicks through the channels, stopping only when he reaches a show about a world-renowned serial killer.

‘Perfect,’ he says, lying back with his free hand behind his head. ‘I know him. He died in the electric chair ten years ago.’

Perfect. It really is. My favourite snack. A good crime doc. And three devilishly beautiful sex gods…I mean, demons, lying beside me, completely naked.

I run my finger along the edge of the chocolate and make sure they see me circle it around my nipple.

And I wait. They all descend, like a moth to a flame, and I’m lost in a sea of limbs, tongues and three wonderfully skilled cocks.

Happy fucking Halloween.

I can’t wait to see what Christmas brings.

Suddenly, I sit.

‘Hold on. What did you mean by"human for now?”’ I demand.

They all grin, sharing a look of trouble, before they throw me back on the bed and make me forget I even asked.