Ink X Dream Romane & Geschichten

Jaxon I wake up with my dick hard as steel, the image of Nina burned into my brain. Fuck. My skin’s slick with sweat, my sheets a twisted mess around my legs, and my breathing’s all over the place. The dream was so fucking vivid. I can still see her underneath me, her nails dragging down my back, her lips parted, that little gasp she always made when I was inside her. “Shit,” I mutter, dragging a hand over my face. I stare at the ceiling, my body still buzzing, the need to fuck her not fading one damn bit.

I coyly smiled at him as I asked, “What are you talking about? How do you know what I'm dreaming?” “I know because every time you have that dream you talk in your sleep. You talk about Laylan, Artimous, Grealan and Ivy. Then you're hard to wake up after that. I was just curious as to what your dream was about,” he finished and his lips curled at the edges into a smile.

he asked looking directly into my eyes. “I guess it’s a mystery we will never be able to solve?” I replied. If I could read his mind, I’m sure he would be like just tell me this your name so I could drop all this problem on your head. Mother given name has never been used by Dreamers, it’s one of the rules that makes us different from other people who can travel through realms. If your real name was to be discovered, you would be locked up in a building and all your colleagues problem would be placed into your hands to solve for them and for centuries those that have fallen prey to divulging their names have always died before solving even one person’s problem. Well only one person has falle

"Get up or we'll be late for school- What's wrong?" Indianna blinked. She rubbed her arms, imagining the dream where Greyson had touched her. "Nothing," she coughed and climbed out of bed. "I just dreamt of him." "Oh," Kimberly said. "Er... sorry." Indianna shook her head. "Don't be," she sighed. "I'll meet you downstairs in 10." Kimberly nodded and walked out of Indianna's room. Indianna took a deep breath and rubbed her eyes. "You were so real," she murmured and got ready for the day.

Damien told me once how to enter someone’s dreams, it was the day that I was pestering him with questions after he proved he was a demon by entering my own dreams and showing what he had done to Bradley and his friends. He said to focus on the person whose dreams you’re trying to enter and imagine that you were in their head.

in and out , I am just made of glowing dust , a glowing dusty figure to be specific , not like a human , like I am cosmic or mystic I don’t know it is just a dream right? I am floating in the air , sinking in the gloomy darkness yet so silent and I am only glowing and spreading dusty light here and there , for sure I wore nothing , yet I felt no shame , I loved it , as I felt free like I have never been ,but suddenly something attacked me !!! out of surprise , I screamed and hardly evaded it in the dark , but it came back quickly , I couldn't have seen it coming and it got me , it was again the brown crawlers of my nightmares , I was frightened as it was squeezing the hell out of me , I am

Valerose I was dreaming about Lexi again. She is all I dream about when I do dream. The dreams just keep getting better and better. I swear I can feel her every time I dream. I can smell her in the room. I’m in bed with her and we are making love. I’m not fucking her in this dream. I have fucked her plenty of times in other dreams. Not this night. Lexi is on my lap slowly riding me. My hands are firmly on her hips not doing anything but holding her. I’m letting Lexi take what she needs from me. She is wearing nothing but a sheer white teddy, her head is thrown back in ecstasy. Her sweet soft moans fill the room.

Sleep came fast. Despite being wrapped in Kha’s arms, my dreams didn’t follow the peaceful path I expected. I dreamed of Drake. It was vivid. Unsettling. Intimate in a way that made me uncomfortable when I woke. I rubbed my face and saw Kha peering through the dorm door’s peephole. He turned, catching my movement. "Do you think you could sneak me down to the shower? I reek. The game and that damn jail cell are all over me still."

Selena’s POV： When I went to sleep with a sore body, I came back to the dream. This dream is a secret that I never tell. It follows me like a ghost. Sometimes it irritates me, sometimes it comforts me. This is a dream about my sister's quinceanera. In my dream, I stood at the entrance to the garden of the Red Moon Pack. This place is familiar to me, but I have a special indescribable feeling today.

My mate is horny. Normally that’s one perk of the mating bond, I enjoy and fully open myself up to. Every night, I dream of her, my dreams being the only place I’ll allow myself to have my mate. In my dreams I fuck her, I hold her, and make love to her. My dreams are the only place we can be together. Most mornings, I wake up either hard or with cum soaked sheets.