Dream X George Ao3 Novels & Stories

Damion I woke up a little later than usual. For a brief moment, I had forgotten where I was. I had been having a very good dream about Alex. My dick was still hard. I reached between my legs, adjusting things and attempting to ease the pressure. I went to sleep with her on my mind and woke up every morning hard and thinking about her. Damn if I wasn’t addicted to her sweet body.

The dream felt so real I woke up moaning his name, my hand already between my legs, fingers buried deep inside me as I chased the fantasy to a shattering orgasm. The guilt was immediate and crushing. I confessed the dream to Dr. Voss the next morning, voice trembling. “It felt too real,” I whispered. “Like my mind is trying to find a way to have both. Liam and the Queen. Love and excess. I’m terrified that’s what I really want — and that I’ll never be satisfied with just one.” Dr. Voss leaned forward, her expression more serious than usual.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

Then there were the fangs and the biting— Yeah—how high school is it to have dirty dreams about a vampire? To hell with it, because in these dirty dreams, Gaia had the best sex she'd ever had. It had gotten so bad, that on nights she didn't dream of him, she'd lie in bed using all her might to conjure his spirit. When these dreams did happen, Gaia could not control them. She always woke the next morning, sometimes sore, in her bed, alone, and fully clothed in pajamas that she never remembered putting on.

I pressed gently against my most private place, gasping softly at the spark of pleasure that shot through me. I closed my eyes and thought of Mr. Blackwood. In my imagination, he was standing over me in the study again, but this time his eyes were darker and hungrier. I pictured him stepping closer, his large hand reaching out to tilt my chin up so I had to look at him. “You’re such a sweet, innocent little thing,” dream-Damien whispered. “I wonder how long that innocence will last working under me.” My fingers moved in small circles over my clit through the fabric of my panties. The pleasure grew quickly, with each moves I made. I slipped my hand inside my panties and touched myself directl

My juices traveled onto my thighs, and my need was growing. Xander lowered his mouth to my neck and his canines grazed over his mark. I cried out and pressed into Kai’s hand. He slowly slid his finger along my slit, teasing me. I felt like I was going to combust. I needed them to fuck me not tease me. They needed to drill into me until I lost all ability to speak anything except their praises. “When we got to her bedroom in the dreamscape, we had a little time to play around. Guess what our girl did?” Kai’s thumb circled my clit, stoking the flames to a needed and wanted orgasm.

My meat was erected, and my boxer was dirty. ‘It was just a dream!’ Another night of dreaming of a steamy s*x with my mate, Elizabeth. Ever since I saw Elizabeth in the woods, I could not stop thinking about her, and I’ve already dreamt of her more than once. Even when I had s*x with Elaina, I would fantasize having s*x with Elizabeth, whose body fascinated me even though I hadn’t had her yet. I almost… had her. But sh*t, I regret pushing her way.

Yet none of them was to end the endless romance. Xandra had never been with a man. She doesn't have any experience but she relaxes with masturbation. Next morning she woke up tossing to the other side when she saw her clothes scattered on the floor, the skirt and the blouse, her bra and undies. Last night she had a dream of having oral sex with Darby Rothschild... her arrogant boss. Could it be true? He would never even kiss her. Her day dreamings with him are getting way too extra that he is coming in her dreams at night.

She didn’t want to think about what he was, but Emma wanted to walk into dreams and control magic. Emma had seen village elders use magic but had none of her own. Daniel wanted to surprise Emma that night. With a snap of his fingers he brought the door out, and he snuck into one of her dreams, but when he opened the door, he found the small village was quiet. He heard the roar of a blaze, it didn’t take him long to figure out what he was looking for. Daniel could smell the smoke as he ran. “Emma!” he screamed not caring what a noise he made or who might see him.

June observed. Holding the beautiful gown, I felt a fleeting moment of happiness. But it vanished as I saw Damon walking towards us. It was like a slow-motion scene from a movie where the hero approaches his leading lady. My heart raced, but then he walked past me, placing his hand on June's waist and kissing her passionately. My heart broke at the sight. I averted my gaze, and Julie, sensing my distress, followed me to my room. As I tried to process the scene, I realized it had all been my imagination, a vivid daydream fueled by my conflicted feelings. Damon was close to June but not as my mind had imagined.