Page 16 of My Sleep Paralysis Demon

Entering my home, I sighed and took time to do some self-care and wind down. At the end of the night, I sat on my bed, looking at the room around me. The light was still on and part of me was too scared to turn it off, in case the monster was already waiting.

I craved him, yet still feared him.Who knows if he will come back? Three nights in a row of pleasure?

Mine…

He’d be back. I knew it.

“Sleep paralysis monster, I want to be able to move and speak… to moan for you,” my cheeks heated up as I continued. “I want consent to touch you and to be able to move.”

If I was able to move last night, I could only imagine how far it would have gone. Touching him and gripping him. Or would my hands go right through him and his shadows?

“If that’s possible. Thank you.” I quickly laid down, throwing the blankets over me. My cheeks burned with embarrassment.

How stupid.I thought to myself, feeling my eyes getting heavy once my head hit the pillow.

Chapter Six

Seren

My bed dipped, stirring me awake. My eyes opened, blinking into the darkness. I couldn’t see the ceiling because someone was blocking my view. My hands rushed up and touched a solid chest.

Right over me… there he was. My Sleep Paralysis Monster. His glowing white eyes burned into me as I stared back at him with wide eyes. My breath hitched, picking up with fear.

“Is this what you wanted?” he asked. This was the first time I could clearly see his face or skin. It was blank and gray with spots of black where his shadows were. From a distance, he was just black with matching flames. But most of his flames were extinguished, but the ones that engulfed his head.

My hands ran over his hard, chiseled chest. Warmth radiated under my palms. I glanced down.I can move…

“Yes,” I whispered, finally answering his question.

He shifted on top of me, thighs pushing mine further open for him.

A moan escaped me, heat bubbling in my lower stomach. I was prepared for whatever he wanted to do to me, though I couldn’t hold back my questions.

“You’ve been wanting me?” I asked as he leaned in.

His cold shadows flicked against my skin, making me shudder. “So badly. To just taste you. To fuck you. Anything.”

Fuck me? This monster wanted to fuck me?

“Why me?”

“Why not?” he growled, claws running over my body.

My body reacted, arching and pressing my body flush into him.

“You want this, too.” He chuckled. “You are so sensitive to me.”

“I’m scared of you,” I admitted, though my body was acting differently from that.

“So much sweeter.” He moaned. “I like fear, it's okay.” He shifted, and I felt him growing against my apex.

“Oh fuck,” I muttered, eyes moving from his face.

But his sharp claw pulled my face back towards him. “You smell like sweets.”

I swallowed. “Yes, I own a bakery.”

“Mhm… And that is?”

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