The dream shatters completely. But the pleasure between my legs only heightens.
Oh fuck…
My sleepy gaze swivels down, and I whimper as my eyes lock with Achilles’ dark, venomous stare. He growls against my pussy, curling his fingers in and out of me with wet squelching sounds as he sucks my clit between his lips.
The way I used to try and protest I didn't love this is almost comical at this point. Not just because Achilles going down on me while I’m asleep has become a regular occurrence, but because I can admit to myself now that this hasalwaysbeen something that’s turned me on—the idea of him using me, specifically going down on me, while I’m unconscious.
Somno has always been a favorite kink of mine. I was just scared to admit that there was areasonI gravitated toward edgier internet porn, Wattpad stories, or spicy dark BookTok recommendations that depicted it.
With Achilles I’m no longer afraid of that, or so many other dark desires I’ve always had.
I cry out when he adds suction as his tongue snakes around my clit, dragging the tip of his tongue back and forth across the swollen nub, making my thighs shake and my eyes roll back.
Oh fuck.
Oh fuck.
Oh fucking?—
“FUCK!!” I scream as my body practically levitates off the bed. The orgasm slams into me, twisting and snarling its way through my body as my hands fly to his hair and tangle in it.
I’m still shaking as he slowly pulls away with a last slow lick. I whimper when he kisses and then bites my inner thigh, hard, before he slides up my body.
I moan when he kisses me, letting me taste myself on his tongue as it invades my mouth. But when I feel his thick cock grind against my pussy I start to shiver as my legs automatically spread around his hips. Achilles shifts, still kissing me deeplyas he brings the huge, swollen head of his massive cock to my opening.
“Now take my dick like a good girl.”
He rams home with one powerful thrust, burying every inch of himself inside me. I moan, our tongues dancing together and my arms wrapping around his neck. He pounds into me hard, making me squeal into his mouth. When he truly starts to fuck me, like the predator from my dream just now, all I can do is hold on for dear life.
I lose track of the orgasms. I’m just riding one into the next, delirious with vicious, violent pleasure as he pounds into me—biting, sucking, scratching, gripping and slapping as he fucks me like a god. My fingers thread into his hair, my moans of pleasure devoured by his mouth as crushes his lips to mine and fucks me into oblivion.
I come screaming his name into his mouth as I explode around his cock. Achilles groans, grinding so fucking deep as I feel his heavy balls tighten against my ass. His hot cum spills into me, pumping me so full that I can already feel it dripping out from where we join as I cling to him like a life raft.
I’m still trying to catch my breath as he slowly pulls out and rolls onto his back. He gathers me in his arms, pulling me half on top of him until I’m sprawled across his chest, sweaty and limp.
“Good morning to you too,” I pant.
“Did you have nice dreams?” he growls, a devilish grin on his face as he leans down to kiss my forehead.
“You know I did,” I giggle. Then my eyes swivel to the clock on his nightstand. “Shit. I need to get back to Morvaine beforeclass," I groan. "I left my books there yesterday. And I should probably grab breakfast?—”
“Your books are right there.” He raises the muscled arm that isn’t wrapped around me and lazily points across his bedroom.
I blink in shock. “Wait, what?”
Achilles just shrugs. “I went earlier, before I woke you up via your pussy.”
I blush. Then my brows furrow. “You went to Morvaine just to get my books?”
His brows knit. “Yes?”
I bite my lip. “Why?”
He rolls on top of me, pinning me to the bed.
“So that I could take my time tasting your pretty cunt this morning.”
“You weren’t worried about…” Heat flames my cheeks. “I mean, Jude lives?—”
