“Don’t stop, oh, right there, right there.” I grabbed at my breasts, twisting my nipples gently.
Dirk’s growl exploded out from between my legs as he watched, and without warning something slipped inside my pussy.
It was too much, I was sliding to the edge, an avalanche that couldn’t stop.
“Dirk, I’m going to come,” I moaned. “Don’t. Stop.”
I reveled in the oncoming moment, a pleasure I would soon know, that I had thought I would never feel from another. An ecstasy I’d forgotten could even be possible for me after …
The orblight vanished. The warmth disappeared. Darkness loomed up out of every corner, and my orgasm dried up. Dirk lifted his face from between my legs, but it wasn’t Dirk.
He had a beard, and his blond hair was gone. His smile was twisted, laughing, condescending. He only had one eye.
Laughter echoed out from the dark as I clutched at my body, trying to cover up. We weren’t alone.
No. It couldn’t be happening. Not again. Not like …
Boom. Boom. Boom.
“I’m coming in!”
I jerked upright in the bed with a shriek, clutching the covers to my chest as Anna burst through the door into my bedroom. She charged onto the bed with a fury, reaching my side and wrapping her arms around me, ignoring the way the soaked sheets plastered themselves to both of us.
“It’s okay,” she whispered in my ear, squeezing tightly with some of her new dragon strength. “I’m here now.”
I shivered in her arms, trying to regulate my body as it went to war with itself at two polar opposites. My arms and chest were cold and covered in sweat, my heart racing and adrenaline pushing me wide awake.
Between my legs was a roaring furnace, and it wasn’t sweat.
Struggling to catch my breath, I forced my brain awake. It had been a dream. The entire thing. From Dirk on the tower, to the sudden nightmare from my past. All of it, a dream. It wasn’t real.
The throbbing from between my legs argued otherwise. The pleasure, the things he was doing to me … it had felt soreal. Had I been doing it to myself? In my sleep?
“I’m okay,” I told Anna after a few minutes had passed and I was no longer gasping for air. “I’m good now.”
Anna looked doubtful. “I thought you were past these?”
She was referring to the nightmares I’d suffered after the slave collar had been removed. For the first week, every sleeping period had been filled with nightmares.
Different ones. There had definitely been no Dirk in them and no pleasure. Not like this.
Could it be like that with him in real life?
“El?”
I shook my head. “I was. I am. This one was different.”
“How?”
“Dirk was there.” Not wanting to elaborate, I left it at that.
Turned out, I didn’t have to say more. Anna was smiling.
“I had somedooziesabout Caz,” she said.
I hung my head.
“It’s probably just part of the mating process,” she continued. “I’m not really sure.”
