“Run,” one of my best friend’s whispered into my ear, voice gruff under a skeleton mask that hid his entire head—both his face and his hair. He wrapped his leather-gloved hands around my arms and pulled me back to him, letting me feel his hardness throbbing against his dark and baggy jeans. “Run away from us, Pretty Bird. Try not to get caught,” he growled low against my neck. “You know what happens when we catch you, don’t you?”
I swallowed hard and nodded. I knew exactly what happened.
Entry #15.
Entry #15.Calder, Thayer, Darius, and Gaian hadn’t planned just any diary entry, but one of the most elaborate, detailed fantasies that I had been dreaming about forever. It was one of multiple, where they were masked completely so I couldn’t see who was touching me where. The only thing I ha
