Page 201 of Lost in the Dark

"You are everything," he murmured as he rocked his cock, in and out, in and out, the pressure almost relentless. His fingers found my clit, grinding down on it with a pressure that would see me hitting orgasm again before he'd even really started to fuck me. My body felt like it was still trembling from the first release, but I wanted him so much.

"Fuck me, hard," I said, looking up into his eyes. They glowed brighter at my words. "Give me everything."

"Everything?" I saw his smirk, sensed his raised eyebrow as he pushed harder inside me.

"Everything," I demanded.

"Your wish is my command," he purred, withdrawing until only the tip of him was inside me. I held my breath, waiting for it, waiting.

Waiting.

Hands dragged up my body, gripped my shoulders and pinned me to the bed, and then he plunged inside me, so deep, I didn't know how he fit. He pulled out again, getting into a rhythm as he worked my pussy. Tendrils of darkness stroked my body, teasing my nipples, wending through my hair and tugging it, spikes of pain to balance the pleasure as he rammed into me, again and again.

Something teased at my ass and I tensed up, unsure whether I could take anything more. He already filled me so completely, but I was so wet, dripping, and whatever it was pushed inside me, the perfect size for my tight hole. Both members moved together, in and out, in and out. My nails dug into Ash, my fingers seemed to push into his body and were held there. The two of us joined in so many ways as sensation threatened to overwhelm me.

"Come," I gasped. "Come. With. Me." I had to force the words out, trying to stay here, present, as pleasure rocked over me, coursing through my core, my ass and beyond, filtering into every part of my fucking body.

Ash picked up his pace, fucked me harder, faster, pinning me to the bed in a way that felt good, secure, like I could trust him to deliver me to heaven and beyond. I felt his members stiffen inside me, pulse before they throbbed, filling me even more.

Fuuuu— I screamed again, a wordless curdle of pleasure as he exploded inside me and my pussy clenched around him, holding him tight inside me as I came, my legs going boneless, feet flopping from his shoulders to land on the softness of the bed.

Ash held himself steady, his eyes closed as he pulsed inside me and then thrust one last time, penetrating me as deeply as he had to begin with.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and drew him down, kissing him slow and deep, not wanting this moment to be over, not wanting to leave this dream, because I knew it couldn't last.

Iwoke to the feel of a heavy arm draped around me, hardness at my ass, but as I opened my eyes, the feeling changed and I turned in my arms to see Ash, still there, but disappearing, turning to shadow and slipping from the bed without a word.

What. The. Fuck.

I'd thought it was a dream, but this was evidence that he wasn't. That what I'd assumed was dream sex had been one hundred percent real. The thought made me tremble, and I clasped a hand against my chest, unable to process. Ash was a being from dreams. He couldn't be real, and yet there was a delicious ache in my body that could not be denied, and I'd seen him with my waking eyes.

What. The. Fuck.

I scrambled out of the bed, forgot that my leg was damaged, and then cried out in pain and dropped to my knees.

Fuck.

I stayed there on my hands and feet, panting from the pain and the realization that I'd invited a creature from dreams and nightmares into my bed. And I'd fucking loved it. Who the hell was I? What was wrong with me? Karl would fucking kill me if he ever found out.

I glanced toward the bed and saw a flash of purple there. Ash. I crawled toward the bed, moving slowly, waiting to see if he would jump out and attack me. Yet, he'd been nothing but good to me, the most generous lover I'd ever had, and the way he'd waited for permission before he touched me made him more of a gentleman than Karl had ever been.

"Ash?" I whispered.

"Keziah," he murmured back.

"You're real."

"As real as you want me to be."

I thought I could detect a trace of humor in his answer, but it was hard to know for sure. What we'd had was one wild night of sex, which there was no way I'd have participated in if I'd known it was real. Crazy sex dreams were one thing, but if Karl found out about this, then I was a dead woman.

"I…" I swallowed hard, but it didn't shift the lump in my throat.

"I cannot stay in the light," he said. "But I'll be here, waiting, if you want me to."

My mouth opened, but no words came out.

"I know your dreams, Keziah. I know who you fear. If he comes in the darkness, I will not let him hurt you."

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