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CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content, including graphic depictions of sexual acts, erotic dreams, BDSM elements (such as bondage, spanking benches, and non-consensual fantasy scenarios), group sex implications, detailed nudity and arousal, mind control/influence themes, and age-gap attraction involving a teenager(18) and adults. You know what to do. CHAPTER ONE

“Hey mom, hi dad, it was good, I have a lot of homework to get done, so I’ll just be in my room. Let me know when Dinner is ready?” “Of course, honey, see you in a bit.” I make my way up to my room and throw my book bag on the floor by my desk and throw myself down on my bed face first into my pillow. I release a deep breath and try to figure out how I am going to handle Jasmine. I know she isn’t going to back off as easily, but I need to find a way to get her to leave Destiney alone. I roll onto my back and pull out my phone, I make a phone call to take care of one task for Destiney, As I lay here thinking about her, I start to feel my eyes droop in sleepiness and before I know it, I’m fall

and after seven years of clawing my way up in this industry, I’d learned that details mattered. My head felt heavy. Just a few minutes, I told myself, folding my arms on the desk, just to let my eyes rest. Within what felt like a second, I was back in my old bedroom at the Steele estate, moonlight streaming through the French windows. The silk sheets felt cool against my flushed skin as I lay there, heart racing. I knew I shouldn’t be thinking about him like this, but in dreams, the rules didn’t apply. The door opened softly. Dominic stood in the doorway, his grey eyes finding mine in the darkness. He wore only dark pajama pants, his chest bare, and the sight made my breath catch.

Yes, the dreams were heartbreaking, but each night, the dreams are turning into nightmares! In his most recent dream, he saw Dynasty walking down an aisle to meet a man who wasn't him at the end of it. Victor woke up in a cold sweat. “When that happened!” Other dreams would be of him being at home, begging her to give him just one more night with her. Victor feared he was going to die if he didn't get what he wanted. He needed to feel her in his arms, even if it was just for a second.

"I enjoy being single and free and no man is going to change that. Not even him. Even if he looks like a literal Greek god." She snorted. "Let's just go to sleep. We need to be well rested for your big day tomorrow." I watched as she crawled onto the bed, wondering if Edwards could be the man to finally steal my best friend's heart. If only she would finally allow herself.

By the time sleep wanted you, you were too lazy to even get up and slip your PJ's on or even your Boxers, so you just slept nude. In the middle of the night you had a erotic dream about me, and in the dream I was walking into your bedroom wearing the Dark Green Bikini that you saw me in when you first caught me Sun Bathing in my own backyard. I climbed on top of your bed and started gyrating up and down while placing my Right Index finger in my mouth and my left hand all over my hair, to tease you in a sexy little strip dance. I then walked off the bed and held out my hand for you to take to which you did not hesitate to accept and led you to your bedroom chair, and in a sexy way I lightly s

Finally, I slip into the mortal realm, ignoring the familiar flare of pain in my limbs that says I'll need to eat more Rasnae seeds soon. But it's far easier to bear than usual, thanks to feeding on my Mate's dreams all night. I grin down at her. "Hello, Sweetheart." She finishes her last reps of press-ups, giving me a mouthwatering glimpse of her back and ass before she starts to move toward the bathroom. "How did my dreams taste?" "Divine." Bethany's psyche is irreversibly scarred from trauma. I suspect she will never willingly share a lot of her dark past, but even if I can't see what memories are hurting her, I can try to ease the pain in her dreams.

The stimulation from his large cock inside of me, the feel of his body against mine, the damn custom cologne. I came so hard that a scream tore through my lungs. My eyes flew open, and I remained still for a moment as I took in my surroundings. I was lying on my back, tugged safely in the warmest grey sheets. The ceiling above me was different, and so was everything else. I looked to my side and my breathing hitched. “You…” My voice shook as the subject of my dreams appeared real and solid before my eyes. Bottomless Grey stared back at me with a blank expression. His head propped onto one of his strong shoulders as he watched me intensely.

I think it's his room, it has one big window, TV and big king-size bed everything was black in his room, even the sheets except the walls they were gray. "you thought I will get scarred, after what you said don't mess with me. oh, you don't have any idea. About how I'm so scared right now. I tried to release my hand from his grip but that only makes him hold it tighter. he leaned down and whispers in my ear "I know that one day you will be mine. maybe for a week-" that's disgusting "that will be only in your dreams." I screamed in his face without hesitation. "if I want to, you will be the actress starring in my dreams" then I felt his breath on my lips. please don't do it, please don't do i

They are both on fire when Dream calls her mom. "Why are you taking so long, Mom?" Dream asked walking towards Kenzo's room. Yara pushes Kenzo exactly when the door opens. He falls directly to his bed. "Come on, Mom, I'm sleepy." Dream said pulling her mom. "Goodnight, Dad." Dream said. "Night, kitten. Can't I really sleep with you?" Kenzo asked still hoping that Dream would let him but she has the same answer. Yara giggles seeing Kenzo's defeated face. "Night, love." Yara said and Kenzo only nods. Kenzo sleeps hugging his pillow.