Better Evil 4

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MAN was Peter having a lucky night. First a hot Blondie with musical star tattoos, and then a skinny brunette! After all that fucking, he was really very tired. He wasn’t even in the mood for porn or girl webcams. He whistled, settling into his van’s driver seat. He started it up, never ever expecting what was about to happen. 2

As he was rolling through the ticket booths onto the highway, He felt a man crawl into the front seat. He stared over at the man. A 20-something year old with short black hair, glowing white skin, and a playful grin. 3

“The fuck are you doing in my car kid?”4

“You are our ride.” A woman’s voice. Peter’s eyes danced around the van, glancing into the back. The highway lights flew over two silhouettes. One of which Peter could see clearly. Very similar to the other kid sitting in the front, except the woman had a scowl on, and her hair draped over her lush breasts- The outfit she was wearing! Oh god. Peter was getting hard again. This woman looked like some sort of goddess- some un earthly beauty he’d never seen before.5

‘Oh thank you thank you god for all of the beautiful woman you’ve gave me tonight.’ Peter thought, thinking about how he was going to get the kid and the other silhouette out of his car so he could take the woman.6

“I suggest you don’t look at Astraroth that way.” The man in the passenger seat chimed, kicking his feet up onto the dash.7

Peter glanced back to take another look at the beauty when a man with sharp chin and shaggy black hair grabbed Peter by the throat, pointing Peter’s head forward to drive. It was Alastor. Alastor didn’t like Peter getting hot over his sister. His lover. His soul mate.8

Peter almost pissed his pants. 9

“W---hat do you want? Money? The car? You can take it- anything.”10

Awar laughed. “Naw kid, we don’t want your car.” Awar could call him a kid, ‘cause he WAS older then Peter- by hundreds of years in fact.11

Peter fumbled around looking for his wallet.12

“Please let me go! Please I’ll do anything!” Peter cried, driving slower.13

“DRIVE faster.” The man in the back growled.14

Peter threw on the gas, “What do you want?” Peter looked frantically around as well as he could considering his neck was glued to the back of the seat by the man’s hand.15

“Off this exit” The woman muttered.16

“Alastor” She cooed. I felt the hand relax a bit.17

Astraroth crawled into Alastor’s tense lap, soothing his muscles.18

She kissed his adam’s apple, nibbling on his neck softly. Alastor moaned. 19

“Hey don’t jack off back there or I’m coming back!” Awar poked his head out staring at his siblings.20

Astraroth was sitting over Alastor; she already had her hand looped around his belt, and another in his hair. 21

Peter’s went hard hearing the women moan. The people in the back sounded like sex hungry beasts.22

“Wait.” Astraroth ordered, climbing off of Alastor.23

She gave Peter directions, which led to a abandoned road. The doors opened, and Peter was going to speed off as fast as possible from these maniacs. Hot, yes. But they were still maniacs no less.24

He gassed it as soon as they were out, not even closing the doors, but the car didn’t go anywhere. He felt the tires rubbing screeching against the pavement in place.25

“What the--?” 26

“I recommend you get out of the car before you ruin your van” Awar’s head popped in front of the side window. Peter didn’t listen to the weird kid. Later he would wish he would have listened.