Dream X George X Sapnap Novels & Stories

Chapter 47: The Secret Escort Xander’s POV I woke up before the sun. My sheets were tangled, my body drenched in sweat. That dream of Diana wouldn’t leave my mind. Her voice from the dream still echoed in my head. “Help me” I sat at the edge of the bed, breathing hard. I had never felt something like that before. It wasn’t just a dream. It was a message. A cry. From her. She needed me.

Xander. My eyes snapped open, my heart pounding, my palms clammy, and I was acutely aware of the dampness between my thighs. Panic mingled with embarrassment as I tried to steady my breathing. Glancing around my dorm room, I was relieved that Lea wasn’t here to witness my obvious turmoil. I am pretty sure I moaned his name in my sleep. What was happening to me? Had I just experienced a vivid and sexual dream about my friend’s elder brother, Xander? No, no, no. No, this is unacceptable.

Joana was in a dream world thinking of Maxwell and how they would sleep on the same bed with him. Emma started feeling hot after taking two glasses of red wine.

He seemed to be fading. “I’ll see you again, Jennah.” The buzzing grew louder. Jennah opened her eyes. Her alarm clock was going off. She reached over and slapped a hand on the snooze button and then focused to make sure she was in her room. She blew out a breath and tried to shake the fog from her mind. That explained a few things. The dream was so real, but not at the same time. Too bad, really. That man, Dominic, her mind had invented was quite nice to look at. No more chocolate caramel popcorn for you before bed, she thought as she slowly sat up.

“Oh god… yes…” The orgasm hit me hard. My pussy clenched tight around my fingers. My legs shook. Wetness soaked the sheets. I lay there breathing fast. Tears filled my eyes. “What am I doing?” I whispered. “She is my sister.” I closed my eyes. Sleep came fast. In the dream, the door opened softly. Xavier walked in. “I could not wait any longer,” he said. He pulled off his shirt and dropped it on the floor. Then he took off his pants. His cock was hard.

X's voice was low and full of desire. I moaned his name as I climaxed uncontrollably. X captured my lips with his own, devouring me with unbridled desire as my body shook from experiencing another powerful squirting orgasm. X’s possession of me was evident as he did this, reminding me that I was still his and meant to be with him. I didn’t understand this. It was a confusing blur between fantasy and reality. I was in love with both versions of this man - the one from my dreams and the one in reality.

Xander I am laying on my king size bed thinking about my night out, more accurately I’m thinking about my future wife to be. Eyes open or closed all I see are Hayley and those “fuck me” heels she had on. I imagine my hands peeling of every layer of clothing until all she has left are those heels wrapped around my waist.

Telling myself I fell asleep in a park was way better than saying than trying to explain how I got here. “ Yes, that's what it is! It's a dream!” I said aloud, convincing myself.

I begin feeding her , while still talking to her. “My queen…” I hear the voice that I had been dying to hear ever since I woke up from my unconscious state. My head snaps to the entrance to see a very dirty and sweaty Xavier. Though his face and hands were covered in dirt , and his clothes were soaked with perspiration , I could not help but feel attracted to him. I feel my eyes are latched on to him , it felt so hard to tear them away. I noticed every single detail about him – from the way his chest rose and fell from his rapid breathing , to the tiny droplets of sweat that dripped from the tip of his hair. He was simply a sight for sore eyes , though dirty.

I lay in bed but could not fall asleep. I turned on my phone and saw a message from Xena. “You lost.”