17. (JO POV)

(JO POV)

The dream was startlingly intense and vivid. Although I was blind to my surroundings, my senses were heightened, attuned to his presence. I felt him around me and within me, his love infiltrating every pore and saturating every emotion.

The sensation of his fangs grazing my neck was so tangible that it blurred the lines between dream and reality.

He honored his promise in this dreamscape, which I had failed to earn while awake. Yet here, in the boundless realm of my subconscious, there were no conditions, no failures.

Only fulfillment.

This dream isolated us from the chaos that framed our waking hours. The harrowing dynamics, the threats, and the fears that permeated our reality faded into nothingness. It was just him and me, an oasis of connection.

Untouched by the complexities of our situation. We were intertwined in a way that defied the risks, a perfect union free from the consequences that loomed over us outside this dreamscape.

He guided me to a climax that was both s