Page 10 of Wicked Dreams


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“Fuck, that’s amazing.” Hayes’ knuckles are white where he has a firm grip on Rory’s hip.

It takes him a minute of slowly pumping in and out of her to find his pace, but before long, we have the perfect rhythm. I thrust in, and Hayes pulls out, over and over again until I can feel my own orgasm building. Rory’s pussy is fluttering and squeezing my dick so hard that I can’t contain it any longer, and I come with a yell. As Rory writhes and moans between us, Hayes finishes too. We both stay tucked inside her, catching our breath for a minute.

“That was so fucking hot.” Hayes’ voice is breathy and relieved.

“It really was. And I’m not thanking you for helping me or anything, so don’t even say it.”

Hayes laughs. “You’re fucking welcome, Doc.”

My own chuckle turns into a groan as I slide out of Rory and ease off the bed. She is completely gone now. Her breathing is heavy, but she has a smile on her face, and I can’t help but be proud of the fact that I helped put it there. I go into the bathroom and get a towel wet with warm water to clean her up. While I do that, Hayes goes in to take care of himself. Once I’m done, I get dressed and check Rory’s vitals. The doctor in me has to.

I hear the shower turn on and roll my eyes at Hayes. The dick could go shower in his own bathroom. I walk in and toss the dirty towel into the laundry bin and see him making himself right at home.

“We bought that stuff for her to use, not you.” I cross my arms in front of my chest, and Hayes winks at me.

“Hey, I like to smell pretty too. Besides, I’m going to take a little nap with her when I’m done, so why go all the way back to my room?” He shrugs.

“Clean up after yourself!” I toss over my shoulder.

I walk back over to Rory and give her a kiss on the forehead before leaving. With an extra pep in my step, I head to my room to check my work emails. As I’m getting settled at my desk, I realize I still have a huge smile on my face. It’s all from Rory. And I can’t help the thought that crosses my mind.We are so fucked.

Rory

Myworldisablur, and my mind plays tricks on me. Every time I open my eyes, confusion creeps in. I don’t trust that this isn’t a dream. I feel the solid body behind me that has been whispering to me all night. Or day. I’m not sure what time it is anymore. He shushes me, holds me, and tells me everything is okay. Is it real? Maybe this is just the result of boredom and an overactive imagination. Tomorrow the sun will rise, and I’ll find Brendan behind me. Or maybe I really have been abducted, and the wicked things they do to me are starting to feel good.

I don’t mean to make any noise, but a groan escapes me as I shift around. I’m pulled into a rock solid chest, and kisses are placed on my cheek. It shouldn’t be comforting, but it is. I don’t know any of the dream peoples’ names. If they’ve said them in front of me, I don’t remember. I guess it doesn’t really matter because they aren’t real anyway.

A door opens and tempts me to open my eyes, but I keep them shut. The body behind me releases its hold and sits up. I can hear their voices talking, but if I don’t focus on them, it turns into white noise. I can feel myself floating away again.

“Rory? We’re going to need you to sit up and eat for us, okay? Can you do that?” Breath tickles my face, and I want to reach up to scratch it, but then they’ll know I’m awake.

“Maybe she needs to rest more?”

“If she doesn’t regularly eat and drink, I’m going to have to do it the hard way, and it’ll wreck all your fun. Is that what you want?”

This time, the voice at my ear gently shakes me. “Come on, baby. You need to get up, and then you can go right back to sleep if you want.”

“I’ll go get my stuff to check her vitals. Maybe something is wrong.”

“No, it isn’t. She’s awake. Rory? If you don’t get up and eat right now, I’m going to fuck you into a real coma and send a video of it to your father and fiancé.”

Reluctantly, my eyes open. The man beside me has such a satisfied smirk on his lips, and I want nothing more than to wipe it off his face. So I do. The sound of our flesh connecting when I slap him is much louder than I thought it would be. He looks so surprised but impressed too. I don’t understand it.

“Well, well, well. You’ve got some fire in you. I like it.” His eyes sparkle, and an uneasy feeling grows in my belly.

“How are you feeling, Rory?” The doctor man looks genuinely concerned, but they’re all fucking assholes at this point.

“What’s your name?” Doctor man smiles at me. “I’m Wade. That’s Hayes. Adler is Hayes’ twin, and Gray is the other man you’ve met.”

I don’t bother to hide the scoff at his choice of phrasing. “Wade, is it?” He nods in encouragement, and I smile. “Go fuck yourself, Wade.”

His smile falls off his face, and he looks disappointed. That’s too bad. Now that I’m up, I can feel parts of myself moving back together. This may be a dream, but I don’t have to sit here idly and take it.

“You should call the others in here. This shit is hilarious.” Hayes laughs.

“Yeah, I will. I’m going to go grab my stuff, and I’ll let them know. In the meantime, Rory, you really should try to eat something.”

I glare at him as he leaves, then I focus my attention on the tray next to my bed. There’s toast with peanut butter, more applesauce, broth, and crackers, but also grapes and water. I wonder if they would spring for some chocolate milk or cake. It’s the least they could fucking do at this point. I pick up the broth and take a small sip. The chicken-y goodness feels so good as it warms my throat and stomach, so I take a bigger gulp. I can feel Hayes’ eyes on me, but I’m not ready to deal with him yet, so I pick at my food instead.

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