CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

He ran his tongue up my inner thigh, leaving a cold trail that left me shivering with anticipation. "Please… stop teasing me," I begged.

I could feel his grin against my skin. What a wicked, wicked man…

I grabbed his hair and pulled him up for a kiss.

"So impatient," he purred, shifting his hip so that he was positioned right at my entrance, probing the wetness that he had caused.

I arched my back, hoping that he'd spare me some mercy, but he merely chuckled, continuing to move just slightly out of reach. "Tell me how much you want this."

When I opened my mouth, all I managed was a low moan as he took a stiff nipple and swirled it with his tongue. His dark – almost black – eyes were still fixated on me, watching me suffer beneath him.

"Not enough it seems." He began to get up, but I pulled him back down. He landed heavily back on the bed with a startled look on his face. His elbows had instinctively supported his weight from falling completely on me. "I could've hurt you!"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm dead, Edward. There's not much you can do to permanently damage me. Now, stop being such a tease and just give it to me!"

He chuckled at my impatience, but finally decided to comply with my demands. He slid his finger into my folds and quickly brought me screaming.

"That was nice, but I think it could be better," I teased back, running a finger lightly along his hard member.

He groaned, crashing his lips on mine. "You're so beautiful, Madi."

"Then show me," I breathed, feeling him finally push inside. I threw my head back. The sensation of him stretching me made me nearly cum, again.

He buried himself to the hilt before pulling out nearly all the way and pushing back in. He felt so good.

"God damn it! Can you two tone it down?!"

I turned my head to the side where Rory had his own cock in his hand. He had gotten into the habit of watching us over the past month since we ended up here.

At first, we tried to get him to leave us alone, but since there was no way of preventing him from staying here, we tried our best to ignore his presence. He didn't always jerk off to our intimate moments, but I knew that what we were doing was turning him on and I loved making him suffer, knowing that he wasn't allowed to touch.

It made him frustrated and the only thing he could do to get back at me was watch and jerk off, complaining like a big baby.

"You don't have to stay here, you know," I retorted, wrapping my legs around Edward's waist, pushing him deeper into me.

Rory rolled his eyes. "I like you screaming, Madi. You know that. I just don't want anyone else here." He suppressed a shudder and I could tell that he was losing a bit of his hard on. I didn't blame him.

More than once, we had a small crowd around us and the mood was quickly ruined. The worst were the two nurses who always wanted to join in.

Edward hummed, watching Rory working himself back into a full erection. In fact, both of us were watching the redhead as he watched us. It was giving all of us a thrill hat I would never have even contemplated before I needed up here.

Suddenly, he pulled out. I let out a whine, looking back to the man who was on top of me.

"Turn around," he ordered.

I wiggled until my back was pressed against him and he slid back in. His arms were wrapped around my waist as he pulled me backwards.

I let out a shriek and moan when his cock pushed against my cervix. The new position had him buried impossibly deep inside me.

I was sitting in his lap, facing Rory who had his head tilted back and his hooded eyes still transfixed on us.

"Fuck…" Rory shifted.

I began to bounce in Edward's lap, watching Rory move his hands up and down in the same rhythm. It didn't take me long to fall over the edge, screaming and convulsing against him.

Edward sighed, holding me tightly to his chest. "It's almost like looking into a mirror."

"I'd rather be on that side of the reflection," Rory muttered. He had brought himself over with us.

I hummed, lazily lying down on the pillow. "You were until you fucked up and now, we're both here having to tolerate each other's presence."

Rory growled at me before fixing himself and storming off.

"You don't have to keep taunting him like that," Edward hummed against my skin.

True, but if I didn't, I was afraid that I was going to lose myself to him, again. It was still a struggle, even with Edward supporting me all the way. It was strange, but he didn't seem opposed to our strange arrangement, at all. In fact, eh was rather enjoying himself and sometimes, I'd find him staring very intently at Rory.

I closed my eyes, the image of the two of them intimate suddenly forcing its way to my head.

"You're getting wet, again," Edward murmured, his own cock twitching inside me. "What are you thinking about?"

I pushed him deeper into me.

"Tell me," he breathed.

I whimpered. "You and Rory… I've seen you watching."

"And now, you're curious. Did you want me to call him back?" He was thrusting quicker inside me. "Did you want me to fuck him as I'm fucking you, now? Or did you want to see him behind me?"

I let out a cry. My imagination was going wild. "E-Edward!"

"More?"

"Yes. Yes!" I screamed, clenching tightly around him.

Unfortunately, all the noise finally attracted some unwanted attention. Several of the spirits had their heads poking through the walls. I really didn't want to know what they were doing to their bodies where we couldn't see.

We quickly got dressed and went on a walk around the house. After the blood moon, all the spirits seemed to have calmed down to a much more tempered state. Even the Pigman was minding his own business. The only ones remaining constant nuisances were the nurses – Miranda and Brenda. They were the most unbearable duo I had ever had the misfortune to meet. Their presence always ruined whatever romantic mood we'd have.

But overall, staying here really wasn't so bad. It was all about sex, sex, and sex. There wasn't much more in terms of entertainment. The cable had already been out after the first month was over. The only things left were books, old board games, and a pack of playing cards that were several short of fifty-two.

` I went up to the barrier, watching the sun give it a faint shimmer. It was actually quite beautiful if it wasn't keeping us all caged here. "Do you think we'll ever be able to leave?"

He kissed my shoulder. "Only for one day of the year – Hallowe'en, but as soon as it's over, we'll be sent back here."

One day of the year…

I'd probably go visit Luke. I had seen him on the news several times when we still had television. He looked so sad. I needed to check if he was alright.

"Come back." Edward squeezed my hand.

I squeezed him back. "I'm still here. Just wondering what I'm going to do on that day. What do you do every Hallowe'en?"

He shrugged. "I used to just go to a different place every time, but it's been so long that it doesn't really matter anymore."

"Would you go with me out there, then? Protect me from all the other strange spirits?" I grinned at him.

"Whatever you like, my lady." He bowed at me.

It wasn't until the next full moon did everything go to shit, again, and this time, I was also feeling the urge. It was a small nag at the back of my mind, at first. A restlessness that left me on edge. I wanted to do something.

I needed to do something.

If I continued to stay here, I was going to go mad.

I bit my lips, gnawing at I, until drew blood. It was still so strange knowing that I was dead, but I can bleed and somehow die, again.

My teeth continued to press down on the plump flesh, until I was snapped out of my thoughts. Edward looked at me with concern. "I know it's hard, but don't let it take over. You're stronger than that."

I shook my head. "How do you manage? I feel like it's slowly eating me from inside."

"It gets better," he told me. "The newer you are, the easier it is for the darkness to take over. When you're as old as me, you can barely feel it anymore. Just a small annoyance, like a fly in the room.

I crinkled my nose. "I hate this."

He kissed the tip of my nose. "Don't worry. I'll protect you." He started doing that by helping me get rid of the excess energy, or so he said. I figured he only wanted to get into my pants, but I wasn't going to complain.

Unfortunately, Rory just so happened to stumble by. His eyes became dilated and he let out a string of curses. "Here, too? Can't I go anywhere without seeing the two of you fuck?"

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Sorry, the chapter is a little (a lot!) short.

There is quite a bit more dysfunctional behaviour in the house, now!

Thank you Mystery Angle, Vivi H88, guests (Guest, anonymouscsifan, Guest) for reviewing!

Mystery Angle: Thank you! I'm noting down Vagary as an option for my next story. Yay!

Guest: Edward and Madi are definitely helping each other. Hehe… I hope you like these new moments, too!

Vivi H88: Okay! Thank you so much!

anonymouscsifan: Happy New Year! Sorry for all the typos! I've kinda scanned over everything again for this chapter and used the typical spell check from Microsoft Word, but I know I'm bound to miss a few things. I'm so sorry! Thank you for pointing them out, though! Rory is trying hard to get back into Madi's good graces, but… He can watch, but no touchy!

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