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Falling to the shiki
Cortney’s fingers worked Bryce’s belt loose with slow, teasing precision, her breath ragged from the trance she's in, The shiki woman behind her let out a pleased hum, her hands gliding over Cortney’s shoulders as she peeled away the remnants of her shirt, letting it fall to the damp floor. Bryce’s pulse roared in his ears, his thoughts fraying at the edges as Cortney pressed closer, her bare skin fever-hot against his. Wendy’s choked sob barely registered. The shiki woman’s lips curled into a smile as she guided Bryce’s hands to Cortney’s waist, urging him to undress her further.
Wendy’s vision swam as she clawed at the windowsill, her muscles still sluggish from the hypnosis. Behind her, the sounds of tearing fabric and breathless moans filled the room—Bryce was lost to them now. A hand suddenly gripped her ankle, and she kicked back blindly, her heel connecting with something solid. "Move!" Rebecca’s voice was raw with urgency as she shoved Anne toward the window. The redhead scrambled through, glass biting into her palms, but she didn’t stop. Wendy twisted, catching sight of Rebecca just as a shiki man seized her from behind, his fingers digging into the waistband of her jeans.
Wendy's foot lashed out again, this time striking the shiki man's ribs with a sickening crack. He snarled but recoiled just enough for Rebecca to wrench free, stumbling backward into a tower of mildewed crates. The wood groaned, then collapsed in a thunderous crash—momentarily blocking the path between them and the writhing mass of possessed bodies near Bryce. Rebecca seized Wendy’s arm, hauling her toward the window. "Now!" she said Glass sliced into Wendy’s palms as she heaved herself through, landing hard on the slick rocks outside. Beside her sister Anne
Glass sliced into Wendy’s palms as she heaved herself through, landing hard on the slick rocks outside. Beside her, Anne scrambled to her feet, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she clutched her bleeding hands.it had started raining, water lashing at their faces as the wind howled through the jungle like trees surrounding the village. Inside, Bryce’s vision blurred as Cortney’s fingers tugged at his belt, her movements slow and hypnotic. The shiki woman behind her purred in approval, her hands sliding possessively over Cortney’s bare shoulders, urging her deeper into the trance.
The rain hammered down, stinging Wendy’s skin as she staggered upright, her hands slick with blood and rainwater. Anne clutched at her, fingers digging into her arm hard enough to bruise. "We have to go—now," , her voice barely audible over the storm. Inside, the shiki woman’s laughter curled through the air, thick with hunger. Bryce’s hands moved against his will, sliding up Cortney’s waist as the creature behind her guided his touch. His mind screamed at him to stop, but the shikis eyes alluring gaze stronger, turning resistance into lust.
Cortney’s breath hitched as Bryce’s fingers hooked into the waistband of her pants, tugging them down with a rough, desperate urgency. The shiki woman’s hands roamed over her bare skin, whispering encouragement, her lips kissing at the nape of Cortney’s neck. Bryce’s control shattered.Bryce’s fingersgrip Cortney’s hips, as the shiki woman’s whispers coiled around them both. The creature’s lips trailed down Cortney’s spine, her tongue flicking against the sweat-slicked curve of her shoulder. Cortney arched into Bryce’s grip, her breath coming in shallow gasps, her pupils blown wide with desire elevated by the shiki’s hypnotic trance their in.
Cortney’s breath coming in shallow gasps
her body arching against Bryce’s as the shiki woman’s hands roamed possessively over her skin. The creature’s lips traced the curve of her shoulder, teeth grazing just enough to make Cortney whimper—not in pain, but in surrender. Bryce’s grip on her hips tightened, his own resistance crumbling under the allure of the shiki’s influence. Then, a guttural growl cut through the haze. From the shadows near the door John emerged—but he was no longer human. His skin pale, eyes black with crimson irises, 2 6 inch fangs in his mouth that was his canines , he looks to the window.
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