Novel & Cerita Jealous Dreams

It was just always this thought at the back of my head if she was coming. Like something to tick off my to do list. Then the satisfaction of getting a job done. The orgasms were barely memorable to me so I never even counted them. It was just like a meeting running a little later than panned. But for the past weeks, I’d woken up with my cock throbbing after having dreams of Jade. Each one, more descriptive and dirtier than the last. I’d already told myself, when I get her back.

The whole world seemed to spin for a moment as guilt burned deep in my stomach. Yes, the journal. It was full of Jonathan’s dirty secrets. The boy had written detailed dreams about being a cum slut for older men. He fantasized about both me and Bryce taking him, using him, and owning him completely. I had hidden it because I wanted Jonathan all to myself. I did not want to share him with anyone, not even with my best friend, who he had also fantasized about.

I could have dreamt about anything in the world, but I chose to have a dream where the man who bought me from my father as payment for his gambling debts was in bed with another woman, and I was jealous. “What is wrong with me?” I groan and shift in bed, and as I do, I’m suddenly aware that the cotton of my panties is soaking wet. “Wha…?” I reach down and feel between my thighs, which are burning hot. In fact, my entire body is, and the image of Dominic, naked beneath that woman I dreamt up is burned into my mind as if it’s been branded there. In fact, I’m tingling all over. My nipples are hard and scraping against the inside of my bra, and there’s a simply uncomfortable sensation all over m

“Damn it! Why do I keep having these dreams?!”Jade bolted upright, panting, her heart pounding in her chest. Her fingers instinctively ran through her tousled hair as she tried to steady herself. The remnants of yet another vivid dream clung to her mind—intimate, heated, and frustratingly persistent.Every night, without fail, her dreams unfolded like a never-ending drama, each one seamlessly continuing from where the last left off. And every single time, they revolved around the same man.

In the depths of slumber, my dreams became a canvas where my mind painted vivid images of the day's events. Within the realm of dreams, the scenes unfolded, replaying the moments of tension and longing. I saw Beatrice's eyes filled with hurt, her confusion mirroring my own. The kiss between her and Alpha Duncan haunted my subconscious, stirring once again a mix of jealousy, anger, and longing within me.

JAELA Vivid dreams, vivid unwanted sexy dreams. I’ve been having them non-stop since my traitorous sisters took me to Tristen two weeks ago. My nights are totally consumed with dreams of him. Some of them are downright dirty. I shiver thinking about how real his body felt against mine, the burn of his lips on mine. Aiyana doesn’t make it any better, her longing for Adriel and Tristen has been getting on my nerves lately. She conjures up those memories and I can’t relax until I relieve myself. Why did they do this to me?

Jessica awoke with a start, her body bathed in a sheen of sweat, tangled in the aftermath of dreams that lingered in the realm between arousal and disquiet. The vivid images of Lucas, teeth bared and eyes ablaze, holding her down, growling in a sea of feral urges—intense and unnerving—had become a nightly ritual, a dance with desires she wasn't ready to confront.

I need to focus on work so that I can return abroad immediately, it's better that I don't stay for a long time here. "See, you're thinking of a different man again. Before it was your ex-husband is now Craig, don't you know that I'm a jealous person?" He still didn't stop teasing until we got in the car. "Raziel, can you stop your flirting with me?" I teased him with a joke, "Another thing is you keep saying that you are jealous as if it’s true.” I roll my eyes at him. "So, I'm allowed to feel jealous if what I feel is true?" He asked in amazement, "So is that your way of saying that I have the right to like you?"

"I don't want to talk about irrelevant people, We're together, aren't we? You already have me!" "It's not enough! I watch you cry in your sleep every day; I don't know how much longer I can take it; it's driving me insane!.." His fingers tighten around my neck, his breathing is ragged, and bitter jealousy drips from his every word. "I want everything of yours, Including your dreams. Even if I have to follow you to the depths of hell and drag out your demons, by all means, I'm going to have all of it!" I suck in a sharp breath as he releases me, but his eyes remain covetous and furious.

“The only way they would be jealous is if you’ve had something to do with them and…” I trailed off, tilting my head at him. He only shrugged. My gaze narrowed. “Unless you did have something to do with them.” Something ugly settled in the bottom of my stomach. If this was what jealousy felt like, I never wanted to feel this way again. How many more of his mother’s female friends had he slept with? “It’s not what you think, Meadow,” he murmured. “Yeah? Well, I don’t think I want to know what it really is,” I said under my breath. “And I definitely need something to drink.”