Stars, I felt so empty. My skin burned and my pussy throbbed.
“Tell me what you need, pet,” Zane whispered as his gaze soaked in every feverish inch of my body. “Do you want both of us?”
“I…I…” Did I want both of them?Stars. I wanted them all!
Something zinged on my lower back. A tiny spark of electricity. I yelped in shock before Zane’s fingers trailed over my overheated skin, soothing the sting.
More sparks zinged, hitting all my most sensitive bits. Maverick yanked against his restraints, his cock straining through his boxers. Zane shoved me forward so my aching breasts brushed over Maverick’s mouth. My bear’s lips foundfirst one nipple, and then the other. A hot, wet tongue swirled around each stiff peak, distracting me from the stinging sparks that kept hitting me.
I had a feeling I knew who was responsible, but I refused to look at him. This might be a dream, but I wasn’t in the mood to forgive the mage for his bad behavior. Yes, he’d agreed to accompany us to find the vampire, but he was still an ass.
The minute I thought about the vampire, the edges of my dream sex dungeon faded. Was he safe?
Anxiety spiraled and everything went blurry aside from Zane, who remained sitting next to me, every plane of his handsome face etched in sharp clarity.
Pale blue eyes gleamed in the swirling shadows.
“How come you’re still here?” Surely he should have faded like the others the minute my dream shifted. I shivered as cold air brushed my damp skin. Being naked no longer seemed like a good idea. Maybe if I pinched myself, I’d wake up and see Maverick. Only when I tried, nothing happened.
Slivers of fear shot through my veins.
Why wasn’t I waking up?
“Relax, pet,” Zane cooed. “You’re safe.”
My raging heartbeat slowed down. If Zane was with me, I was safe. I leaned into him while searching the now dark room for my vampire. Only I couldn’t see him. Wherever my dream self had gone, it wasn’t the vampire’s safe house.
So where was I?
Zane slid an arm around my waist and shifted position. Soft sheets brushed my skin. We were lying on a bed. A thick blanket pooled around my feet. Zane pulled it up to cover my legs.
Candles burst into life, illuminating a small bedroom with pale gray walls and a polished wooden floor. The furnishings were simple yet comfortable. Nothing like the vampire’s room with its stone floor and walls.
“Where am I?”
“My dream.”
“How?” I lifted my head so I could see his face. For once, he looked serious.
“You were dreaming, so I joined you.” A small smirk appeared. “It was quite a dream, pet. Your kinky side amuses me.”
“I’m not kinky,” I huffed. “It was just a dream. Everyone has weird dreams sometimes.”
“You manifested your subconscious desires, pet, which I was more than happy to facilitate. Only something broke the dream. I picked up on your distress and brought you here.”
“You should have let me wake.”
“I will shortly, but first let me help you.”
The husky undertone in his words made my eyes narrow in suspicion.
“Help me how, exactly?”
Before I could protest, he’d flipped us over so his body covered mine while somehow removing his pants at the same time. Dream Zane had skills, it seemed. Was that an incubus thing?
I tried pushing him away, but when my fingers brushed over his nipple piercings, my brain stuttered. A tiny skull dangled from the ring on his right nipple, while a silver bar pierced the left. When I gently tugged the skull ring, he hissed and closed his eyes briefly.
“Careful, pet,” he said in a strained voice. “I like that a little too much.”
