I stared at the blank screen, feeling every nerve in my body on edge. Enough was enough. Whatever secrets my grandfather had buried here… I wasn't going to dig them up. Not tonight. I was done with creepy tapes, ghostly recordings, and whatever twisted history haunted this place. The only thing I wanted now was distance.
I grabbed my phone, looking up the nearest hotel. Twenty minutes away. Good enough. I could figure out the rest tomorrow, maybe hire someone to come deal with this well, or hell, even sell the place if I had to. I just needed one good night's sleep, somewhere safe, away from here.
Resolute, I turned to the door, my hand reaching for the handle. And that's when I heard it.
"Jack."
The sound was soft, a whisper laced with something sweet, like honeyed poison, seeping into my mind. I froze, glancing around the empty foyer. The silence seemed to press down on me, suffocating, as if the whole house held its breath, waiting.
"Nope," I muttered, shaking my head. "Not happening." I opened the door, stepping into the cool night air. I fumbled with my car keys, hands shaking, determined to get out of here. But just as I reached the car, I saw her.
She stood at the edge of the driveway, illuminated by the pale light of the moon, her silhouette blending with the shadows around her. My breath caught in my throat. She was beautiful, unreal, long, dark hair that fell in loose waves around her shoulders, streaks of midnight blue shimmering as it cascaded down, framing her perfect, bare skin.
My gaze traveled downward, and I realized she was wearing nothing but a pair of black panties that hugged her hips, accentuating every curve, every line. Her figure was flawless, like a sculpted masterpiece, her skin almost luminescent under the moonlight. And then I saw them, wings, dark and feathered, flaring out from her petite back. They stretched and flexed, their shadows splaying across the ground like a pair of open hands, inviting me closer.
"Jack," she whispered, her voice like velvet wrapping around me. "Come to me."
Her hand reached out, fingers beckoning, her eyes glowing with an intense, hypnotic blue. They locked onto me, pulling me in, stripping away every ounce of resistance I thought I had. My fingers went slack, and my keys slipped from my hand, clinking softly onto the ground.
My heart hammered as she took a step forward, her body swaying with an alluring grace that left me paralyzed. My rational mind screamed at me to run, but something deeper, something primal, kept me rooted in place. Her wings shivered, spreading wider, their edges catching the light, casting her in an otherworldly glow.
"Come with me, Jack," she murmured, and every word seemed to burrow deeper into my soul, tugging me, seducing me with an overwhelming presence I couldn't resist. She was close now, mere feet away, her hand still outstretched, her body angled toward me in a way that made her intentions clear, painfully, dangerously clear.
The door behind me suddenly slammed shut, jolting me back to reality. I reached for it instinctively, but it wouldn't budge, as if something unseen held it fast, trapping me outside with her.
"Come with me," she repeated, her voice honeyed, each word dripping with promise. Her wings rustled as she leaned closer, her eyes glowing with an irresistible pull. Her entire being seemed to vibrate with a raw, seductive power that left me breathless.
My mind blurred, every thought drowned out by the sound of her voice, the intoxicating lure of her gaze. She was everything I had ever wanted and everything I knew I should run from. But as she reached out, her fingers inches from my skin, I felt myself surrender, slipping into her embrace, my body moving toward her of its own accord.
All I knew was that I wanted her. Needed her. She had become my entire world in that moment, an obsession I couldn't fight, no matter how much I tried.
And she knew it.
Her lips met mine, and an electric surge shot through my entire body, leaving me weak in her arms. Any last shred of resistance I might have had dissolved instantly, lost in the softness of her touch, the intoxicating taste of her mouth. Her kiss was overwhelming, consuming, leaving me breathless as her fingers wove through my hair and down the line of my jaw, each movement confident, deliberate.
I felt her hands explore, skimming down my chest and sides, igniting something primal within me. Her fingertips traced the edge of my jeans, finding the zipper with practiced ease, and I felt my pulse quicken, my body responding to her as though I'd known her my entire life. She drew me closer, her wings folding around us like a dark, protective cocoon, sealing us off from everything else, making it feel like we were the only two beings left in the world.
As our tongues entwined, she held me firmly, and I realized just how powerful her grip was. Her touch was both gentle and commanding, a strange blend of softness and control that left me fully at her mercy. I felt myself drifting deeper into her presence, my senses wrapped entirely in her touch, her scent, the silken whisper of her breath against my skin. Her fingers found my erection and gently rubbed the bulge in my boxers, extending across the length and then teasingly circling around the tip.
That's when I noticed it, her tongue was blue and she had...horns?
In the back of my mind, a faint warning tried to surface, a distant memory of why I'd come out here in the first place, of the tapes, the well… but I couldn't hold onto it. All that mattered was her, her lips, her touch, her eyes that seemed to see straight into the very core of me.
Her voice drifted softly, just a whisper against my ear. "You're mine now, Jack," she breathed, and even as her words sent a shiver down my spine, I knew that I wanted nothing more than to surrender completely, to let her take me wherever she wanted.
And then, as her lips brushed my neck, I felt a strange coldness, a creeping sensation that seemed to sink beneath my skin, as if something were slipping into me, claiming me from the inside out. But before I could understand what was happening, her hands tightened on me, her wings enveloping us in a shadowy darkness, and I was lost, completely, utterly lost to her will.