Only In Your Dreams Ellie K Wilde Novels & Stories

ZANE AND ELLIE'S STORY ELLIE Eight months ago… “Oh God… this can’t be real. Not my sweet Chloe,” Ellie Winters whispered urgently to herself. She was alone in the doctor’s office where she worked, so nobody heard the fear in her rough voice. She was shaking from the shocking videos she had just seen on James’s laptop, completely by accident while searching for a file her boss had asked her to print.

called out in a voice so endearing… so sweet… “CECILIA!” “CECILIA, WAKE UP!” Suddenly, the whole world crumbled before Cecilia Eldritch’s eyes. Distant memories she tried to bury... It was all just a dream... She felt her whole being shaken, and her cousin, Ellen Miller, appeared as she opened her eyes. Her face crumpled, visibly annoyed. Ellen let go of her before placing her hands on her waist. “Hurry up, our hotel service is here.”

Her eyes rolled up, and then she caught a glimpse of Elio, who sat watching in his favorite position, like she was his prey. She reached a hand out for him to touch. She wanted him to do everything to her just like her brothers would do. “You really want me, baby?” Elio’s voice echoed in her ears, and she nodded. “Too bad, because you need to wake up now baby” Elio chuckles just as. Sadie’s eyes shot open. She found herself on a familiar beige poster bed, looking up at the ceiling, then to her bedpost to find her alarm ringing. Then she realized that it was all a dream, and she had just had a sex dream about the four of them.

“You smell like weak White Moon trash. What business do you have here, little bitch?” I swallowed hard, trying to keep my voice steady. “I… I am the tribute. From White Moon Pack. My name is Ella.” The second guard smirked, circling me slowly like a predator. His eyes lingered openly on my breasts and the curve of my ass under the thin dress. “An omega tribute? They sent us a pathetic little slave girl this year?” The first guard laughed darkly, reaching out to grab a handful of my hair and yanking my head back. “She looks too soft. Too breakable. Bet she’ll scream real pretty when we knot her tight holes and pass her around.”

“I saw you in it. You were there, trying to reach her.” “What did you see?” The question comes out rough, but I need to know. As she begins describing the vivid details of the different dreams, details even I didn’t know, breathing becomes difficult. Every word is a knife sliding between my ribs. When Daciana finishes, she looks at me directly. “You’re not surprised, are you? Who is Elara? Why is she in my dreams?” “Have you had nightmares like this before you met me?” Daciana hesitates, then nods slowly.

" Ellie whispered back before she fell asleep. I got hard again, my groin squashed up between Ellies butt crack, my mind running through scenes of a potential p**n movie starting Ann and my dear wife Ellie being on the internet. Yes Ellie, in my dreams, and I was going to ask Ann and Bill about the potential to make those dreams a reality...

~ The cloud rumbled, Heavy patter of rain drops on the roof awoke the sleeping Mareili. She rubbed her eyes and it took her a long moment to process that it was already morning.. Hm, she loved this. She loved it when she wakes to see a rainy weather. It makes her believe nature was trying to tell her to make peace with her soul and not trouble it with sadness. She propped herself up with a soft pillow, this time Leon wasn't by her side to surprise or rather shock her and she began to ponder if he had left already. She thought of calling him but immediately canceled the thought. She she slipped out of the bed and stood before her floor length framed mirror where she saw a horror of herself.

I flopped onto the bed, rose petals fluttering all around me, still in my trousers and shoes, shirtless with only the bandages covering my midsection. Sleep came fast and hard, but it was anything but restful. I had sickening dreams of Ellie twirling in a white dress that slowly turned red with blood from a wound that blossomed outward from her belly. The red flew outwards, scattering into petals that dripped crimson onto my cheeks. She twirled and twirled and she didn’t look at me, and then I was sinking, and something was piercing my chest over and over.

its just a dream" Lily also said that but why didn't it feel so. I have had tons of dreams before but this one just seemed too off, too scary, too real. I am really over thinking this, maybe I should just stop worrying so much. Its just a dream. "Where did you get that" she yelled out of nowhere making me flinch a little. "Get what?" I asked "That" she pointed to my wrist where my silver bracelet sat. "Oh, it was a birthday gift" "Its beautiful" she held my arm, staring awestruck at the thing.

“Like everything else about him.” The room laughs. Daniel stirs. His eyes flutter open, bleary and confused, and for a moment he just stares at me – his bride, naked, riding his cock, surrounded by his friends. “Elise?” His voice is slurred. “Wha... what’s happening?” “Shh.” I put a finger to his lips. “Just a dream, baby. Go back to sleep.” His eyes close again. He’s too drunk to process, too far gone to understand what’s happening.