Lost Souls
Circus Diabolique

“Please, help me,” whispered a man. This time the voice was in the same room with her.

Selena turned around slowly, and grasped for the knife. The fear, which she thought was gone, doubled in its intensity. In the mirror was a man surrounded by a neon green glow, reaching out to her. He had dark hair, tan skin, and dark green eyes. Half of his face was covered by his hair. He was dressed in a white and green harlequin outfit from another century. Hypnotized, she went to the mirror. The guy was handsome. Something about him tugged on her heart. He seemed familiar to her, like Trevor had been when she first met him.

She didn’t believe in the supernatural or things that went bump in the night. Granted, she believed in angels and beings who watched over her, but nothing to make her worry. Her mirror had never done this at the other house.

“Help me!” The plea came again from his lips. The look in his eyes was one of pure agony. He was trapped, and lost like she was.

“How can I help you?” she asked the man in the mirror.

“Free me from this never ending hell. The original mirror was shattered. Help me before he comes back.”

Selena stared into the mirror, noticing that it didn’t reflect her or the clothes strewn about the room behind her. He seemed to be in a cramped space. “Before who comes back? Where are you?”

“No time! He’s herrree—” the word was drawn out into a garbled groan. The man covered his face and bent down. A pang of worry went through Selena. What is going on? Somehow this man was hurt and needed her help. She inched closer to the mirror, reaching out to touch the glass. The knife clattered to the floor.

When her hand was inches from the surface, the man jumped and uncovered his face. He pressed it up against the glass, trying to get through. However, he was no longer the image Selena had first seen. Instead of the handsome stranger, in his stead was a Jester with a white painted face, jagged brown teeth, no hair, and glowing green fire filled his eyes. His suit was now dirty and torn. Bony fingers stuck out through holes in his white gloves. He belonged in a living dead circus. A scream escaped her lips while she backed away from the mirror.

“You can’t have him, bitch! He’s mine. MINE!” the entity yelled. He stepped away from his side of the mirror and made a running leap, trying to crash through it. Selena instinctively covered her face with her arms and cowered on the floor. However, no spray of glass hit her, only a thud, and then the sound of pounding on heavy glass.

When she peeked through her arms, the Jester was banging on the mirror. He couldn’t get through. Relief washed over Selena while she looked back at the Jester. His lips were pulled up in a perpetual smile revealing all of his teeth. She got the impression he was seething.

“What do you want?” she asked.

He rotated his head all the way around cracking his neck, peering at her. Some force pressed against her mind, trying to break into her thoughts. Her head began to swim as she watched the fire in his eye sockets dance and grow brighter. Choppy images flashed through her mind but she could barely make them out.

“No. You can’t have her!” A scream rang in her mind and in her ears, and the images vanished. When she blinked, the reflection of the Jester flickered and the man returned. He clutched his head, staring intently at her. One side of his face was horribly scarred, probably from a fire.

“Run. Get out of here now! Leave the house, please!” His voice contained so much agony it touched her heart.

“But I want to help you,” she found herself saying.

“No one can help me. I’m damned. I should never have asked. Please go.” He laid his palm flat on the glass. Selena copied his gesture, but instead of the glass she felt his flesh. The green glow from around him enveloped her hand, zinging up her arm. A look of disbelief crossed his face. Selena desperately yearned to stroke his skin and see if it was rough or smooth. She thought the burn scar would make him seem less handsome, but it enhanced his features.

“It’s not possible,” he muttered.

His fingers closed on hers, breaking the surface of the glass. His flesh was warm and another zap went through her while they touched. The shock flushed her cheeks and reached her thighs. “What are you?”

He pulled his hand away, leaving Selena empty again. “I can’t believe it, but if it’s true he will try to have you. Leave this place before it’s too late. The boundary is the woods. He cannot move past there.” Without another word, his face contorted in pain again. A scream came from his lips. When he turned back to her, his face was half his and half the Jester’s. The Jester was winning.

ADULT EXCERPT

Baby, where are you? Selena thought.

He appeared in her mind and she felt him caress her breast the way he had the other night when she was in the bathtub. His hands replaced hers, he moved her clit slowly, and then she felt his mouth working on her. Her hands gripped the shower bar above her while his tongue flicked lightning quick over her hard node. Shivers of ecstasy coursed through her. Her breathing came in small gasps. He was fucking her with his tongue in long luscious licks.

More, baby, please. I’m ready.

She felt a pause in him. The green energy zinged through her. Selena barely noticed the water had grown cold. She was so hot she couldn’t contain her moans. At that moment, she didn’t care what he did to her, she just needed him. Then he started up again. His fingers slipped inside of her. One. Two. And then three. He curled them inside her pussy. His teeth nibbled at her. Her hands gripped the bar tighter when she pushed her pussy into his face. Even though it was a ghostly sensation, she felt him through their connection.

Do you like it? Do you enjoy being eaten?

Yes. Yes! I need you in the flesh like earlier. Come to me, please.

I was waiting for you to say that, but aren’t you afraid of the Jester? I can only keep him away for so long.

I trust you. Please, I need you.

The jingle of bells and laughter filtered through the bathroom. Suddenly, Donavan’s manipulations grew rough, but she didn’t care. She needed him.

You taste so good. His fingers moved inside of her more. Donavan’s power descended over her. She tried to open her eyes, but her body was not responding to her commands. The green energy surrounding her became a vice. Instead of being alone in the shower, she sensed someone else was with her. Donavan had crossed over and come to her. Hands kneaded her breasts hard. Selena was amazed at the passion moving through her. Her hips buckled at the sensations.

You want more. Tell me you do. I can give you more if you let me. You reached out and I answered your call. Are you afraid of me? Afraid I’ll consume you?

Selena wasn’t sure what Donavan was talking about. How could she be afraid of him? He was rough with her before and this was nothing new. I love it. You know I want it. Give me all you have. I can take it. Please!

Please what? Lips touched the back of her neck. She didn’t want it to stop. She wanted to be fucked.

Do you want me? Tell me and I’ll give you what you crave.

Selena didn’t dare open her eyes in case she broke the mood and Donavan would retreat back into the mirror. She was proud of him for keeping the Jester at bay. It only meant that he was stronger than the demon. Hands clutched her ass. Something hard touched the inside of her thigh. It was colder than the water. A tongue licked the side of her face. Fingers rubbed against her faster. She moaned. God, she wanted him. Trevor had opened her up to a whole new kind of sexual appetite she had never thought would be sated and now Donavan had brought her to another level.

I came here to satisfy both our needs, Selena. You get one free pass and this is it. Tell me quickly before the Jester comes. He’s near. I can smell your lust and see it in your thoughts. I can fuck you as you ask, but I need your permission.

“Fuck me. Hard,” she screamed.

I thought you would never ask.

Donavan worked her clit. She pushed her ass into him, gripping the bar so hard she didn’t know it if would break. After a moment, his dick slid into her. Oh, fuck. It felt so good and calmed the raging sensations. She needed him. Needed all of it. Without another word, he thrust himself all the way into her.