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It made him look like an alpha, just like he was anyway.

“Close your eyes,” he ordered, and when I did, his mouth was back on my clit, sucking gently while his tongue flicked against it.

I could feel the tension in my body grow, but the pain had left a long time ago.

“Fennec, please,” I cried, not knowing what I was begging for. I didn’t want him to stop, and the longer his tongue and fingers moved, the faster my heartbeat got.

It was an unknown feeling, but definitely not one I wanted to get rid of, and so I moved my hips against him in slow circles.

I never had an orgasm before, but I was sure I was close to one, and even in my dreams, I would count it as one.

My breath hitched as my hips bucked with every flick of his tongue, and the faster he moved his fingers in and out of me, the more I wanted to cry out in pleasure.

You’re dreaming anyway. No one will hear.

“Oh, Fen!” I moaned, tilting my head back and pulling at his hair but pushing his face against my pussy to keep him right there.

I wanted him to make me come.

To make me feel my first orgasm, and to make it the best one I’d ever have.

My legs were shaking and squeezing his head between my thighs, but he gripped my right knee and propped it over his shoulder while pushing my left leg further apart.

I had no way of moving them now, but I continued to circle my hips in the hopes the orgasm would soon wash over me.

Luckily, it didn’t take too long, and this overwhelming feeling of pleasure mixed with newness moved through my body, from my toes to my head.

Fennec kept pushing his fingers inside of me, feeling my walls tighten and squeeze around him while I tried to breathe.

“So fucking beautiful, Vespyr,” I heard him say, but his voice was in the distance.

If he’d ever know what exactly he made me dream about, and what he caused my brain to imagine, I didn’t think he’d see it as something as harmless as the kiss he gave me back at Jason’s cabin.

This was different.

It was far more than just a simple peck on the lips, and all that mixed with the blood coming out of my body, it surely wasn’t normal for someone like me to dream about someone like Fennec to do these things to me.

My breathing calmed, and he continued to finger me as he moved over me, his face close to mine.

“When you wake up tomorrow, don’t forget about this dream.”

I shook my head at him, knowing even if I tried, I couldn’t.

He slowly pulled his fingers out of my tightness, rubbing them against my clit before lifting them to my lips.

“I want you to taste what I tasted, Vespyr. Open that pretty mouth for me.”

My lips parted, and he slowly pushed two of his fingers into my mouth, rubbing them on my tongue before dipping them deeper down my throat.

It tasted almost like the raw liver he made me eat, though my blood tasted a little more metallic than the deer’s.

It wasn’t too bad, and since I was dreaming, I didn’t care what the hell my brain put me through anyway.

16

I woke up early the next morning, hearing someone using the chainsaw we’d have to bring back to Jason today.

To my surprise, I wasn’t tied, and I could move both my arms freely without needing to call for Fennec to untie me.

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