“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.” - J.K. Rowling
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(Elian)
In the dream, she felt it all, she felt it deep in her very soul. Her whole body begged for him, this faceless man with silver eyes.
Her breathing stuck. Her eyes widened. He didn't growl Mine, but he didn't have to. It was very well implied in his words.
"In your dreams..."
"This is our dream, isn't it not?" He whispered softly, his hands caressing her soft skin. "Soon... soon... it will not be just in our dreams and I can't wait for that day, but right now, you are mine in the dreams. You belong to me, in here, and you know that, don't you?" He rubbed a finger against her drenched panties and she ground against his palms like a wanton creature.
Her groan was filled with the symphony of her lust
