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Big Gray Men

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Big Gray Men

(Paranormal Medical Menage Erotica)

By Ella Louise

~~ All characters in this book are 18 or over. ~~

“Caaaathy…”

I bolt upright in my bed. My eyes are wide, but I can’t see anything at all in my pitch black bedroom.

My heart pounds, my body full of adrenaline.

The low, almost imperceptible voice calling my name is weird for at least two major reasons. First of all, I’m alone in my house. And second, the voice isn’t human.

It isn’t even a voice, it slowly dawns on me as the last fog of a deep sleep leaves my brain.

“Caaaathy…”

It’s an echo inside my head.

I clutch the blankets tightly in my fists, not moving. After several moments, I work up the courage to whisper, “Who’s there?”

And then, when there’s no answer, “Am I going crazy?”

The clock on my nightstand reads exactly 3:33 a.m. My bedroom around me is completely dark, completely silent, and as far as I can tell, completely normal.

Minutes pass.

Eventually, my heart rate returns to normal and I relax my death grip on my bedding. Surely, it was the last remnant of a dream that woke me. What I thought I heard isn’t even physically possible. No reason to get so worked up. It was just a dream.

Still, I grab my shotgun from its place, propped against the door by my bed, and do a cursory check of my entire house. It’s the first time I’ve touched the gun since my best guy friend insisted I take it as a housewarming gift when I moved out on my own.

I’d never owned a gun before, but it fit in with my outlook: take control of your own life, and don’t rely on anyone. Especially a man. Now, I’m thankful to have the weight of the gun in my hands.

I flip on the porch light to double check the woods behind my house one more time, but I see nothing but trees and the blackness between trees. Reassured almost entirely that it was a dream that had woken me, I turn the light off again and go back to bed.

Still, sleep won’t come.

Luckily, my tried-and-true relaxation method only takes me a few minutes, and already my mind is drifting to more pleasant places. When a girl lives on her own in the middle of the woods, she gets in touch with her own sexuality pretty damn quickly.

Smiling to myself, I slip my right hand beneath the waistband of the silky exercise shorts I sleep in and use my left hand to tug my t-shirt up over my breasts. My nipples are already hard from a combination of the chilly night air and my sudden, adrenaline-fueled tension.

I tease each nipple lightly, using only my fingertips. The fingertips of my other hand work gently at the folds between my legs, gathering moisture before I make contact with my clit. I like to take things slowly with myself.

A bright, white light shines through the crack in the curtains over my window and flashes directly across my closed eyelids.

What the…?

The thought doesn’t even have time to fully form inside my brain before my whole body is wracked with a powerful orgasm.

My toes curl until they a [...]