6. Cori with an i

Chapter 6

Cori with an i

Lilyanna

Plucking the clown's eyeballs out and slicing through his nut sack fed my black soul to its deepest depth. But there's this weird feeling poking me in the chest, alerting me that danger is near. The closer I approach the House of Mirrors, the worse the feeling gets, but in order to get out of here, I have to go through the maze again.

The hairs on the back of my neck prickle as I trudge up the steps. Somebody's watching me and it's not My Romeo. I know when his eyes are on me, my body lights up with goosebumps and my heart goes erratic, but this isn't that. I'm being hunted and I don't fucking like it.

Even after all these years, that man has the power to do things to me that no one else can, and that power extends to killing. All I'll ever need is My Romeo. I'd know if he was near because he'd be hunting me, waiting for the right time to pounce and my god, when that man unleashes; my orgasms are always back to back with an out-of-body experience attached.

I need to stop thinking about him or I'm going to have to get myself off somewhere, but truly, nothing satisfies me quite like him. He's the only one who can satiate my hunger. I think it's time I go find my man. I have an itch he needs to scratch before I can kill any further.

Walking through the exit doors and through the maze, I get that unsettling feeling again.

The sound of "Sweet Lily" being whispered in my ear, has me jumping. I look right and see nothing. I hear a whisper to my left saying, "Little Puppet, be a good girl." and immediately turn around, taking out a blade from my thigh holster. My eyes move left, right, left, and right again. Nothing. No one but screaming teenagers are in here with me.

"You can run, but you can't hide from me. I've groomed you into this killer, Puppet." The deep voice says from behind, but I don't dare move. Frozen in my tracks, my eyes stay glued to the man in the mirror in front of me, with long black hair tied back and almost violet eyes.

He's one of the scariest men I've ever seen in my life. Alistair Pierce. His lips are thin with sunken cheeks, pale white skin, and a scar going down his forehead over his eye to his sharp chin. I smirk every time I see that scar, being that I'm the one who gave it to him.

He's wearing a deep green sweater with black jeans looking completely relaxed, standing behind a killer. He rips the mask off my head but I don't move. I won't let him know I'm petrified as his fingers run through the ends of my hair. He brings a strand of my brown curls to his nose and takes a deep inhale.

"Your scent has changed, Little Puppet." He says, causing my stomach to flip, but I show no emotion as he continues to taunt.

"It seems you've been away from me for far too long, my sweet Lily." He whispers, taking another deep inhale, only to exhale on a growl. I shiver at his closeness. I raise my arm, slowly bringing the knife to his chin, ready to sink the blade right through.

"I see we forgot our manners. You have one hour to say goodbye to your precious Liam and come home willingly, or else he dies while you watch." He commands, and my spine snaps straight, like the strings are being pulled yet again, by my puppetmaster.

His presence reminds me of one of the many nights when I was locked in a room with mirrors. It turns out that the maze isn't really a maze; it's just the way the mirrors are set up, creating the illusion of a maze that's not actually there. I remember being terrified because those mirrors weren't your normal ones. There were screens, playing murders and torture, over and over again.

The song that played repeatedly will never leave my mind, and sometimes I hum it, "If I die before I wake, I summon the Devil, my soul to take." The devil summoning me literally takes me out of the memory.

"Focus, Little One. You must obey the orders."

"No!" I say through gritted teeth, adding more pressure to his chin. He smiles, seeming to not be afraid that I could kill him at any moment.

"Oh, sweet Lily, you will do it, or you will be the reason he's dead. One hour, Lilyanna. Tick tock, Little Puppet." He threatens before kissing my cheek and disappearing through the maze.

Taking a deep breath, I put my knife back in the holster and walk through the maze, completely freaked the fuck out. It's time to find Liam. I need him. I refuse to let them pull my strings any longer. Alistair thinks he can hunt me? The monster he created? He lacks awareness of the weapon he made, as he will be the one hunted. He's my prey, my Little Puppet, and I will have his eyeballs around my neck sooner rather than later.

Walking out of the house, I step down another set of stairs in search of My Romeo. The need to feel safe in his arms is overpowering. Alistair threatening Liam's life will not shake me to my core. I will not let him have that control over me. I need Liam to make me forget, make me feel love and safety. I need his light after being trapped in the dark for so long.

The urge to cum on his cock is suddenly all I can think about. When I get scared, it always ends with Liam making me cum. I don't know if it's a coping mechanism, but I need it like I need air. Then it's time for the puppet to take down the puppetmaster once and for all. I'll die before anyone can ever hurt My Romeo. Let the blood spill, motherfuckers.

Liam

I pull the thin roll of electrical tape from my pocket, quickly placing the end on Cori's lips, wrapping it around the back of her head until I'm sure nobody will be able to hear her. "It's not as good as duct tape, but my pockets are small and those rolls are so big."

Her eyes shine with lust as she blinks up at me. "My Tigerlily would have a blast with you." I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear as I catch a glimpse of confusion on her face. "You missed one gigantically tiny detail, Cori with an i." Pulling my mask from my face, I toss it on the ground at her feet.

When she has a second to take in my features, the lust returns to her eyes. "That's the look that got you in trouble in the first place." She shakes her head no, pissing me the fuck off. "You mean to tell me that you didn't give me those same ‘fuck-me' eyes back at the concession stand?" She blinks in response, so I continue, "look at my hand, Cori," I demand, shoving my left hand into her face, wiggling the shiny metal at her.

"This is the same hand you grabbed. Do you see what you missed?" She nods, mumbling something behind the tape, but I can't make out what she's saying, and honestly, I could care less.

Right now, I want to find my wife and sink my cock into her tight little ass. You're getting ahead of yourself there, bud. First, I need to take care of the problem in front of me and figure out how I'm going to display her for Lily.

Leaves crunch in the distance, drawing my attention closer to the corn maze. Quickly grabbing my mask, I pull it back over my head before disappearing into the trees to stalk my next victim. I've never had so many people willingly line up to have their souls taken. It must be my lucky night .

Just as that thought crosses my mind, I recognize the brown curls blowing in the gentle breeze. My dick instantly hardens as her eyes meet mine. "Before you say anything, I have two surprises for you," I step out from behind the tree, pulling my mask off once again, "Come with me." She starts to protest but I grab her hand, pulling her behind me until Cori comes into view. She stiffens next to me at the sight of the naked girl tied to a tree. "She tried to seduce me, so I was going to kill and display her for you." She looks from me to Cori, then back again. "Oh, and I got these for you, too!"

Reaching into my pocket, I pull out the mushy eyeballs and hold them out toward her. "I'm sorry they're squishy, I had to load my pockets with supplies for this whore." I've been so excited to see her that I haven't stopped to fully take in her appearance. "Hey, what's wrong?" I ask, dropping the eyes to the ground before cupping her face in my hands.

Her hands wrap over top of mine and she sucks in a breath before responding. "Someone paid me a visit in the mirror maze." My eyes narrow as I take in every detail of her face. She shifts from foot to foot, taking in a few deep breaths. "I need you, Romeo." She whispers, pulling my hands from her face.

"Tell me what you need, cailín álainn." I rasp, trying to reign in my temper enough to give her what she needs before I go after the piece of shit that dares to threaten what's mine.

"I need to cum all over your cock, Romeo." She groans, grabbing my throbbing shaft. "Make me squirt all over you, so he can smell my pussy while the blood drains from his worthless body."

"You say the sweetest things, Tigerlily." My lips are pressed to hers before she has a chance to speak. Her lips part, allowing my tongue to slide into her mouth, clashing with hers. I pull my cock free and lift her so her legs wrap around my waist. I sink into her tight pussy in one thrust, loving the way her head falls back on a silent moan. "You should go without panties more often."

"Anything for you, Romeo." She whimpers, grabbing the back of my hair. "Just keep fucking me. I'm so fucking close already."

I press her back against a tree, reaching between us to rub circles around her clit. "Give it to me." I command, thrusting into her roughly. Her back arches off the tree as her nails rake down the front of my shirt. God, I wish I could feel her nails on my bare fucking skin.

"OH FUCK!" She screams, wrapping her fist in my shirt as her pussy ripples around me. Placing her on her feet, I start to spin her around when muffled screams catch my attention.

"Oh shit!" I exclaim, grabbing Lily's hand and leading her to the same tree as Cori. "I'm so sorry about that, Cori, I forgot my manners for a minute there." Tears stream down her face as she looks into my eyes. "Lilyanna, this is Cori with an i. Cori, this is my wife, Lilyanna."

Lily smirks at Cori as I run my cock between her folds, gathering her wetness and pressing into her tight ass. "Fuck, Liam," she hisses, digging her fingers into the tree. I thrust into her slowly, watching as she leans her shoulder against the tree, her face only centimeters away from Cori's. "Harder, Romeo."

I slap her ass before digging my fingers into her hips and slamming into her. With each forward motion, her forehead smacks into Cori's and her muffled screams are music to my ears, mixing with the sweet fucking sounds my Tigerlily is making. It's the perfect soundtrack. "Fuck!" I grunt as I fill her with my cum.

We stay like this until my cock softens enough to slip free. Only then do I hear her sobs. "Lily, who was in the maze?" She spins to face me, her dress falling back into place just above her knees.

"Someone from my past who truly terrifies me, who has ordered me to do things I don't want to do. We agreed not to speak about the past, but we might have to at some point tonight."

"I own your soul, Lily. Nobody has control over you," brushing her hair behind her shoulder, I smile down at her, "Not even me."

"You love my broken soul?" She blinks up at me, a smile spreading across her tear dampened cheeks.

"They didn't break your soul, Tigerlily. But I'll steal theirs for attempting to." I place a quick kiss on her forehead before tucking my dick away. "You ready to hunt some rabbits?"

"Let's go hunting!" She winks at me while pulling her blade from her thigh holster and jamming it into Cori's throat. Blood coats the tree and the ground when she yanks the knife free. She wipes the blade clean using Cori's hair, then slides it back into her holster.

"Now we can go!" She smiles as I reach my hand out to grab hers.