Dream X George Smut Novels & Stories

A deafening hum filled the air, growing louder as I fought to hold on. And then—the world snapped back into place. Damien was still here. I gasped, my body trembling, a cold sweat breaking across my skin. “That was barely a few minutes,” Damien murmured, his tone calm, but his eyes searching mine for any sign of weakness. “Xiana, this is going to be harder than you thought.” I swallowed, my head pounding. “I know.” Determined, I tried again. And again. Each time, I reached for the tether that connected us, but the dream realm resisted with an almost sentient force every time I pulled.

“Of course not. Why do you think I gawked at the woman, what was her name? Alex...Alex..” “Alexandra,” I supplied, feeling unreasonable warmth in my heart as he struggled to remember the name of the person whom he had just met not too long ago. I sighed. “So, what do you see?” I asked and maybe in any other case I would have felt weird, sharing something so odd with someone I hardly knew but somehow I didn’t feel like that. Damian sat down on the bed heavily. He had laced his fingers together, a thoughtful expression on his face. “I began to see these dreams,” he began, “where I lived in a mansion like this.” I was taken aback slightly.

Tears well up in my eyes. "Martha what is wrong, are you okay?" She touched my shoulder and I flinched again. She touched me, I felt it. Why does this feel so real? Was it real? Had I been dreaming all this while. Oh my God! "Mom?" "Yes sweetie, talk to me, what's wrong?" "Are you really real?" My mom and dad exchanged looks. "Ofcourse I am real" she caressed my cheek. It did feel real. "Whatever dream you had, it really got you whipped" Liam commented. Typically Liam will make jokes at serious moments.

There was no attacks on us and I’m grateful. Maybe it is just his way of being careful though he is taking it really overboard. “What are you thinking about?” Damian’s voice brought me out of my thought. “Nothing.” I answered with a small smile. “Are you hungry?” He asked again. “But we ate just now.” I said with a small chuckle. “Yeah you’re right.” Damian muttered as he scratched his head nervously. “He still isn’t making any body movement?” I asked as I turned to stare at the unconscious Felix.

“Oh god, you have no idea I've touched myself again and again to the thought of having an orgy with so many girls. But I've never had the chance to explore with anyone.” “Well now is your chance, baby. We will take good care of you tonight.” Dream spoke. “Touching myself and imagining an orgy of beautiful women was truly what kept me sane during those years of running in my village. Till I came here a found this crew. They've kept me grounded ever since, letting me explore their bodies as I please. And now we would do the same to you.” “You deserve it baby, you've earned it,” Celestine whispered. The air in the attic felt thicker. Their scents surrounded me. The knowledge that they were alre

“If I knew, I would fix it. I can’t stop getting enough blood. I feel like a bus ran over me. Literally, I feel like I was hit by a bus. Those dreams were so real, so powerful, and I can’t shake them, Alex. I never, ever, have had anything feel like this before. I woke up a pool of sweat and took a shower once already. I feel like a wreck, and all I can do is think about Amber.” “Wow, Dom, that is crazy. I didn’t realize that. I don’t think I have ever heard you say anything about dreaming before.” “No, I hadn’t. I had this vision, which sucked a lot of energy from me. I then fell asleep, which just became a trap. I was stuck in a wonderfully, erotic, real, intense, and I don’t have the word

I made a shuddering sound as I glaze on the three unconscious men, now tied on different nooks of the shop. “Now, now what do we have here.” I sneered as Caleb Salazar groaned and wheezed as he slowly lifts his head a frown etched on his face. I smile at him before wiping it off as I realize that he couldn't see my face. “Who are you?” Rage is now visible as his body tenses after a few moments of trying to collect his bearings. “A beautiful nightmare you won’t be escaping from.” I chirped as I dramatically removed the hood I’d been wearing before stepping a couple of feet in front of him.

I was calling you for about ten minutes and you never answered. "Sorry." I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and sat up "I was dreaming when I fell asleep." "Dreaming about Xavier?" Damanico teased I nodded. "I was dreaming about what it'll be like to sleep with him." I answered truthfully and Damanico looked at me blankly "Sex?" he asked "What's it like?" I turned to him "It sounds like fun." "You heard Neveah." he guessed "Sorry." I blushed and turned away "Not your fault." he turned my head back to face him "We were pretty loud. I can't tell you how it'll feel as it's different for everyone. All I can say is that when you do it with someone you love and trust it'll feel good for both of you."

George voice was heard coming downstairs, his voice was not loud nor slow but anyone downstairs can hear him. "Shit" Kurt muttered, he pulled off his shirt, revealing his ripped body that was coated with sweats, cleaned his cums on the floor and rushed to hide under the step, when George reached the final step and walked off, he climbed it and rush back to his room with a sigh of relief, but the image of Emma never leaving his mind as he felt his dick throb as he entered his room, he needed a good shower.

he murmured, voice rough from little sleep. Sarah offered a small smile. “Morning. You look like hell.” He smirked faintly. “Only on the outside. Inside, I’m fully operational.” Alex stirred, rubbing his eyes, and Damon’s attention shifted immediately to him. “Good morning, champ,” he said gently. “Sleep well?” Alex nodded, his small fingers curling around Damon’s hand. “I had scary dreams,” he admitted quietly. Damon pulled him close, pressing a comforting kiss to the top of his head. “They’re gone now. You’re safe.”