Ink X Dream Novels & Stories

The dream world was breaking apart. "No, wait!" Kieran growled, reaching out as her form began to blur. But it was too late. Before his very eyes, she disappeared from his sight, dissolving into nothingness. "No!" Kieran forced himself awake, his eyes snapping open as he bolted upright in his massive bed. He was panting heavily, sweat dripping down his forehead, and his heart was hammering wildly against his ribs. He gripped the silk bedsheets, his claws accidentally ripping through the fabric as he tried to catch his breath.

The 19years old strolled to her bathroom and decided to have a shower before starting her day properly, she'd call her Boyfriend and brother too, though she didn't know if her careless dad had done so. ~ Oxford, stroke noon and the 12 O'clock oxford bells chimed loudly waking the napping dogs and sleeping babies, companies going into break and the superstores filled with buyers. Joachim Mateo, clad in a brown raincoat in the Drizzling afternoon walked into a book store which was opposite a south African student club building, He pulled down his hood, stared around the store before catching a sight of The keeper stretched on the floor in a corner of the room, his head below a wooden desk and

“You’ve got that look… like you woke up soaked and aching, and still not satisfied. You had a sex dream about me, uhn?” I gasped at how accurate he was. “I didn’t say it was a sex dream,” I said, my voice low and tight. Knox’s smirk deepened. “No, but you didn’t have to.” He swam a little closer, water swirling between us. “The way you came in here, skin flushed, breathing fast, legs probably still trembling, yeah, you definitely dreamt of me. And I fucked you good in it, didn’t I?” I inhaled sharply, but my body betrayed me, my thighs pressed together under the water.

Sleep came fast. Despite being wrapped in Kha’s arms, my dreams didn’t follow the peaceful path I expected. I dreamed of Drake. It was vivid. Unsettling. Intimate in a way that made me uncomfortable when I woke. I rubbed my face and saw Kha peering through the dorm door’s peephole. He turned, catching my movement. "Do you think you could sneak me down to the shower? I reek. The game and that damn jail cell are all over me still."

Scar I dream of Rita that night. When I wake, I'm still in her bed. We smell like sex. I kiss her neck, cup her naked breasts. She wiggles her hips against me until I'm hard again. She's sleepy and beautiful as I kiss her. We fuck like that, half awake. I make sure to grind against her with my piercing, driving her wild. It gives me satisfaction, making her come like this, more joy than I ever thought possible. When she gets off twice, she pushes me back, panting and sweating, and she finishes me with her mouth. Slow and sensual, eyes locked on mine. Swallows every drop.

Teaching Emma to walk into dreams wasn’t one of Daniel’s better ideas because now she did it with ease. He watched as she snapped her fingers and the door appeared. Daniel regretted that he had made sure she could put up one hell of a fight in dreams. He hid behind some trees and began to fire off spells at her. Emma blocked each one and landed a few good hits. Even today he still has the scars to remember that night. He had taught her how to protect herself in dreams just in case one of the many demons that wanted to make a name for themselves might

I say. Then adding, “the dream ability allows me to see and infiltrate dreams and discern an individual’s fantasies. Like now, with you. You want to kiss me more but fear that I will go too far. You want me but fear me so picture tying me up and riding my cock, but you also want to watch Raff take me from behind while you caress his body, but you don’t want his silvery seed to be ruined by my ass so picture it spraying over my back or abdomen where you can lick it up. You consider whether spanking me would be a reward or punishment and get hot, picturing a riding crop when I mention it. Am I right?” “You aren’t wrong,” She whispers.

Her face heated but she found herself complying, “Fuck me, King. I want it, hard.” The moment the words fell from, she felt something hard aligning with her opening then he thrust in... * Ivy jerked up from the bed screaming and panting. It was a dream. Another hot dream! What the fuck?! Although it was an exotic dream, Ivy felt it was a nightmare! She felt that K.D was haunting her even in her dreams. And, why does all her dreams involve kinky stuff? Why can't she resist him in her dream? Instead, she was begging it like a slut!

the nurse says and then leaves only to come back a few moments later with water and a tablet that lulls me into a relaxed state and sleep finds me. My sleep isn’t without dreams, but these dreams aren’t nightmares, though just as embarrassing to have in such a public place. In my dream, Rhett is riding my cock and looking down at me as he moans my name and screams how much he loves me as he comes undone and splashes me in a spray of hot semen and piss from how hard he cums. I revel in it and fill his ass with my cum. It switches to a scene where Rhettis tied down and I toy with him and tease him until he whimpers and then I ride his cock until we both explode in orgasmic bliss after I piss

, I said sitting on the cold grass and close my eyes for a moment ,feeling the soft wind brushing my hair lightly. And suddenly it happens ,again that golden hues flash in front of me making me open my eyes. I turn my head slowly to look at him . He is also sitting beside me with his knee bent and his hand circling around his legs , his bangs are falling on his head slightly covering his eyes too. Like a lost child he is staring at the sky full of stars. "Can you believe if I say that the person I see in my dreams comes in real life", I said in a whisper.