I cup her cheek as I tighten my hold around her lower back with my opposite arm. “Serapina, I would wait for eternity if you asked me to. I’m your Alpha. Always and forever. In whatever capacity you desire.”
She stares up at me, her gaze searching. “You’re not doing a good job of convincing me that this is real,” she whispers.
I smile. “Dreams are very real for me, my heart. But this can be as fantastical or as true as you wish. Because I’m your God of Dreams, and your fantasies are my literal commands.”
Her lashes flutter a little, her pupils seeming to dilate. “So you’ll give me anything I want… in this dream?”
“Sweetheart, I’ll give you anything you want.” I pause to ensure she knows I mean now and in general.
So long as it’s within my power to do so, I will always provide whatever she requests.
Dream or no dream.
“But if you would like to begin with the parameters of this fantasy,” I go on, “I can work with that.”
“Then I want to continue our conversation from the lagoon,” she tells me softly. “I… I want to know what would have happened next.”
My gaze slides down to her mouth and then back up again. “I’m fairly certain I would have kissed you, Serapina.” I graze my thumb along her bottom lip. “And then I would have guided your hand to my knot, to let you explore.”
She shudders. “Okay.” Her expression takes on a lustful quality. “Show me, Morpheus. I want to experience what should have been.”
My breath leaves me, her words sounding more like my own fantasies—me wanting to show my Omega what life should have been like between us. How our souls should have bonded all those millennia ago.
But this is Serapina.
My perfect intended.
My Goddess.
And that makes my fantasy so much more intense. My desires burn hotter. My love shines even brighter.
“Dreams, Serapina,” I whisper, my forehead falling to hers. “I’m starting to wonder if our roles have reversed, and perhaps you’re truly here to make my fantasies come true.”
Because I want nothing more than to indulge her.
To embrace her.
To worship her.
I brush my lips against hers in the softest of kisses, aware that when she wakes tomorrow, this will be nothing but a memory inside her mind.
But for me, this is so fucking real. I’m here. I’m in the dream world with her. Embracing her.Tasting her…
I kiss her again, applying a tad more pressure, and draw my hand back into her hair to properly hold her.
Everything melts away around us, the sea morphing into a different kind of pool. A secluded bath. One with walls all around us to give us privacy.
Not that anyone can disturb us here.
The only way to end this is with Serapina telling me to stop… or someone rousing her back in the real world.
However, I want to provide her with a semblance ofprivacy, while also introducing her to the magic of my domain.
I create four pillars around the bath, all of them stone and adorned with gold leaves.
Then I add a bench layer to the massive basin, giving us a place to lounge… or do other things.
Whatever she wants. However she wants.I’m hers.
