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She was dreaming about me.

My power let me enter her dreams, but I hadn’t attempted to do that with her yet. Dream walking was invasive, and I had a feeling she wouldn’t want me in her head while she slept.

The one time I’d almost caved was when I arrived in her room to find her locked in a dream that was more than a dream. She’d admitted then to visiting the vampire in her sleep.

Maverick swore under his breath as my pet rubbed against him, seeking relief from the need flooding her body.

“Is she wet?” Of course she was. Unlike a shifter, I couldn’t scent her arousal from this far away, but Icouldsense how badly she wanted us to touch her.

“Fuck off. I’m not touching her with you in the room. Besides, she’s fast asleep.”

“But she wants you to touch her,” I said, injecting a small amount of coercion into my voice. Not much. Just enough to lower his inhibitions. Goddess knew the bear needed to loosen the fuck up. “Can’t you smell how turned on she is?”

From his heartfelt groan, he could. I smirked while squeezing my shaft.

“She needs to come,” I continued. “My poor pet won’t sleep well if she’s this needy.”

“She’s asleep,” he gritted out, still resisting my magic.Fucking stubborn-ass bear.

“She’s dreaming about you.” Me too, but I didn’t mention that. Let the bear continue to pretend he was her only mate. He’d realize soon enough he needed to learn to share his toys.

“I’m sure she dreams about me every night,” he replied in a smug voice.

OK, I was done playing nice incubus.

I pushed out some more lust magic. Enough to tip the balance in my favor. Only it backfired. Instead of acting on his instincts, the stupid fucking bear slid out of bed and into the bathroom. Probably to jack off in the hope it took the edge off his arousal.

I lay still for a moment, soaking up the lust coming from him as he fucked his hand, then I moved off the sofa and onto the bed.

My pet lay on her side with her lips parted and her small fist locked between her thighs as she tried to sate her own lust. Needing to know what had her so turned on, I slid into her dream.

Only to realize I’d underestimated my sweet little witch.

16

Raven

My dream self was a filthy, horny slut. I had no other explanation for the fact I’d conjured all of my alleged mates in a room that looked more like a sex dungeon than the rustic bedroom at the inn where I’d fallen asleep.

Maverick lay stretched out on a bed covered in black silk sheets, his wrists secured with ropes, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. His bear was there, just below the surface, watching me through slitted eyes, unhappy about being restrained but also excited at the prospect of me going full alpha on his ass.

In real life, I was not dominant or alpha or anything at all other than inexperienced, but for whatever reason, my dream self had apparently decided it was time to explore something I had no clue about.

Maybe it was the lingering trauma caused by reading a human book that went viral a few years back? Fifty types of green? Or was it shades of gray? I couldn’t quite remember, but I didrecall how disturbed I was at the idea of anyone choosing to be spanked with a paddle. I mean,why?

There had been a movie too, but I’d refused to watch it.

My bear growled threateningly, but I just laughed as I crawled up the bed. Kai and Alaric sat at opposite ends of a bench, watching us. Both of them still had their pants on, presumably because my brain was trying not to implode.

“Naughty little pet,” Zane chuckled as he appeared nearby. I noted he wore the same cotton pants he’d had on when I fell asleep, only they were under extreme pressure right now. I couldn’t help but admire the way the cream fabric tented at the front as he scanned my naked body…

Wait a hot minute…I was naked?

When I looked down, my shorts and tee had vanished. Maverick growled again, his glowing eyes glued to my tits.

I shook my head. This was a dream, so my dream self must have decided being naked was the way forward. Okay, not a problem. I was in control.

“Don’t stop on my account, pet,” Zane purred. He moved closer and perched on the edge of the bed. My bear threw him a vicious look before focusing back on me.