Page 34 of Wicked Dreams

“No, but I did.” He waggled his brows at me, causing me to let out a loud laugh.

“I hope it was better for you than every time I’ve fucked her.”

“She doesn’t move a lot. I think she likes to be dominated. Which is fine with me. I don’t like to deal with women that want a lot of effort.”

“You're such a catch,” I teased him.

“If I remember correctly, so were you.”

“I still am.” I flopped down on my couch. “I’ve just finally been caught.”

We both grew silent before he finally spoke, “You really love this girl, huh?”

“Yes.” I looked at him, the seriousness oozing from my voice, “She was…ismy whole world. And now I’ve got a chance to have her back. I’ll do anything to be with her again. I lost her once. I won’t fail her this time.”

“Then I hope you know what you’re getting into. And know that just because youthinkyou’ve hit a dead end doesn’t necessarily make it so.”

“There won’t be any dead ends. Not this time. If I hit one, I’ll bust the wall down. I won’t stop.”

“Promise?” He looked at me with his dark eyes wavering.

“Yeah, man. Why are you acting so fucking weird?” I sat forward and studied him.

“It’s just… I want to see you bring that asshole down. The king. I fuckinghatehim to my very core. If there’s a way to do it, I’ll do it. I’ll help you do it. I know you want Olivia back, but honestly, I just want to see that prick lose for once. I want to be there when it happens.”

“I’ll make sure you get the first slice of cake.” I tossed him an easy smile. He seemed so tightly wound. He typically was, but this was something different. This was like he was unnerved and stressed out. I assumed it was because of the situation. It wasn’t exactly a stress-free one. If any part of it was wrong, I’d be screwed. And so would Olivia.

“Then just trust that I know what I’m doing.”

“I do, man. You’re the only person aside from Olivia that I’ve ever trusted in my existence.”

“Likewise, friend.”

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I spentthe following hours taking more souls, including a very excited middle-aged school teacher who wanted to beat me with a ruler. I had a hard time dealing with that one. I liked being in charge. She wasn’t having it though. So, grinding my teeth, I suffered through, fucking her soul out of her, her ruler clutched in her hand when the last breath left her body.

All I could think about was Olivia and getting back to her. I had to make sure she was doing OK.

Rapidly, I sorted through the dreamscape and found hers easily. A beautiful red glow surrounded the image that called to me. And like any love-struck fool, I stepped inside.

“Hey, beautiful,” I greeted her. She turned around to face me in that white dress I knew so well, her hair a tangled mess around her.

“Van.” Her face split into a massive grin, her arms wrapping around my neck. “You’re here.”

“Nowhere else I’d rather be, baby,” I cooed in her ear, planting a trail of fiery kisses down her cheek and neck. Her head fell to the side, a soft moan slipping from her lips.

“I missed you.” I nipped at her bottom lip. Her lips tipped up into a smile beneath mine causing me to break away.

“I missed you, too,” she returned, taking my hand and leading me through the library I’d first found her in.

“What happened to the forest?” I asked, looking around at the stacks of old books.

“I was thinking that I’ve never made out in a library before.” She giggled shyly, biting her bottom lip. “And I thought you might be the perfect guy to help me get what I wanted.”

“You got that right,” I growled, sweeping her up into my arms. Her long legs wrapped around my waist as I sat her down on the table, knocking the books to the floor in the process. My mouth was on hers in seconds, my hands on every part of her delicious body I could get them on.

“Van," she let out a breathy moan as I pushed myself against her.

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