Ink X Dream Novels & Stories

What did he know that I didn't? “Please, I need to understand. Why do these dreams seem so real? Who are you? Where did you come from?” I drop our hands down, taking a step away from him. “Why am I so… connected to you.” I whisper the last part, clenching and unclenching my hands desperately.

It's early morning but Xanthe is in the cold shower. She feels so hot. She can't stop thinking about her dream from last night. It was so real, and it's making her heart race! This isn't normal anymore! Why did she have that dream? It's still clear in her mind. That dream... Isis was kissing and touching her, and she was moaning. And something even more intense happened in the dream! Her cheeks burn every time she remembers it.

Jaxon I wake up with my dick hard as steel, the image of Nina burned into my brain. Fuck. My skin’s slick with sweat, my sheets a twisted mess around my legs, and my breathing’s all over the place. The dream was so fucking vivid. I can still see her underneath me, her nails dragging down my back, her lips parted, that little gasp she always made when I was inside her. “Shit,” I mutter, dragging a hand over my face. I stare at the ceiling, my body still buzzing, the need to fuck her not fading one damn bit.

Kris laid in bed, eyes wide, staring at the ceiling. She never experienced that type of dream before. It felt so real. Reaching mindlessly to the nightstand, she grabbed her vape, taking a long drag and holding it in. She exhaled, letting her shoulders drop and her eyes close. She thought about the events as they played out in her dream. She was giving a tattoo. It was a beautiful design she made specifically for Elena. They kept locking eyes, making it too hard for her to concentrate.

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

"Daddy! Kaine! I'm coming! I'm going to cum! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhh!" I woke up abruptly, eyes snapping open as I bolted upright. I looked around and realized I was in Kaine’s guest room, but he wasn’t there. I checked myself. My body was glistening with sweat, and the t-shirt I was wearing was soaked through. I felt incredibly hot, and there was a sticky sensation between my thighs. I couldn't believe I just had a wet dream about the man who rescued me from that terrifying road and let me stay in his home. It was just a dream, but it was so intense! I thought it was real!

Mila POV It has been more than a week ever since I saw that Incubus, I thought his image would leave my mind slowly if I didn't see him for long but I was hugely mistaken as I was beginning to see him even in dreams. And to be sincere, all the sexs we had and still having are all intense and mind-blowing, in my dreams of course. Sometimes I will wake up and realize that I didn't just cum in my dreams, I did physically too. Even now, I'm currently wet 'Fuck' I was about to make myself feel good when suddenly a knock sounded at my office door.

Dante “What are you two both doing up so late?” I came down to get a glass of water, having had a dream about Kenna. It woke me up with a raging hard on that I found myself taking my throbbing cock in my hand and masturbating myself until I exploded my hot cum all over my stomach. It unsettled me to have a dream about my stepsister, her gorgeous body and those kissable lips of her. Shaken to the core I had to get up and clean myself then brought myself down to get some water and calm myself the fuck down.

Ebony ~Dreamland~ As I walk through the familiar forest, I make my way to the lake where I know Skylar is waiting on me. It's strange to be in a teen body in these dreams but it's all worth it just to see and talk to him more. When I wake up, I remember all my time with him. Maybe I can just learn more about what's going on with him! If this is him and not just a dream.

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.