18. Drenched Desires
Chapter eighteen
Drenched Desires
Lei
In my dream, I stood naked in a place that looked like a cosmic version of a shower. Instead of tiles, constellations served as the walls—glimmering star clusters and nebulae, all undulating with celestial grandeur.
The milky way represented the shower’s floor.
From the shower head, sparkling bits of gold fell along with the water.
Then, Chanel stepped into this galaxy-spanning shower. “L, I told you to stop doing this.”
“I miss you.” I gazed at the love of my life.
Chanel had always been beautiful, but in this dreamscape, she was ethereal. Her brown skin glowed with the same stardust that composed our surreal surroundings. Her black hair danced around her as if we were underwater. Those long strands rippled and waved to the rhythm of unseen cosmic currents.
Chanel’s naked body glistened under the starlight and was a feast for the eyes. It was all soft and feminine curves. Firm breasts and pebble sized nipples. Slender hips and a perfectly shaven pussy.
“You are so sexy.”
She gave me a sad smile. “You have to move on, L.”
“I never will.”
“You have no choice.”
“I do. You will always stay in my heart.”
“But you have a huge heart.”
I raised my eyebrows.
“There is more than enough room for someone else.”
Then, as if cued by the cosmic script of my subconscious, another figure appeared.
I moved my view in that direction. “What is this?”
Shimmering into existence next to Chanel, Monique appeared. Her stunning features slowly came into focus.
Shocked surged through me.
Monique’s big, round breasts were firm and perky, with large, dark nipples. My fingers yearned to touch them. Her slim torso flowed into a sensual curve.
I slipped my gaze down over her taut stomach and drank in the sight of her pussy. It was a silky-smooth treasure between her lush thighs. Those secret lips were moist and pouting, ready to be touched.
Confused, Monique looked around. Her breasts jiggled with the movement.
Nervous, I turned to Chanel. “What is she doing here?”
“You tell me.” Chanel smirked. “It is your mind.”
“It is not.”
“It is, L.” Chanel strolled closer to Monique and studied her. “She is very pretty.”
I pursed my lips together, completely unsure of how to proceed.
Monique watched her with curiosity. “Where am I?”
“In L’s head.” Chanel chuckled. “Welcome.”
I blinked and stepped back. “She must go.”
Monique frowned.
Chanel eyed me. “Why? You clearly think she is beautiful.”
“I think she is a nice woman—”
“L, stop playing with me.” Chanel rolled her eyes. “I’ve known you forever. Do you think she is beautiful or not?”
“Yes, she is.” I exhaled. “Very beautiful.”
“Do you want her?”
“This dream is about us .”
“But do you want her too?”
“N-no. Just you.”
“It would be normal if you wanted the both of us.”
“It’s not like that.” I looked away.
Chanel chuckled.
I put my view on her and scowled. “What is so funny?”
“Even in your mind, you must be honorable.”
“This dream was only supposed to be about you.”
“Yet, I think it will be about us .”
Meanwhile, Monique strolled away as if bored with the conversation. Step by step, she got closer to the shower’s spray of water and gold. “This is magical.”
Chanel smiled at her. “L, stop being so boring.”
“I’m not.”
“You can do what you want here.” Chanel gestured to the sparkling stars around us. “Bring me back from the dead and even. . .have the things you could never consider in reality.”
I leaned my head to the side. “Like what?”
“In this dreamscape, there is no jealousy, no confusion, only a warm, ineffable connection between the three of us.” Chanel pointed to me. “This is your mind.”
“It is not.”
“Have fun, L.”
I bit my bottom lip and gazed back at Monique.
Water and bits of gold streamed down her lush body.
Lust drummed through me.
Chanel watched her. “Do you think she will replace me?”
I blinked. “Never. I-I will love you forever. Please, never think that.”
“Yet. . .she is here.”
“I don’t know why.”
“Some part of you wanted her here.”
“I saw her in the shower, before I went to sleep.”
“Did you like that?”
I gritted my teeth.
“Poor L.” Chanel strolled over to Monique, swaying her curvy hips. “You have always been an alpha in many ways. Your swordplay is no joke. You never miss when it comes to shooting. And even your hands are deadly. But when it comes to women. . .”
I frowned.
“You are never alpha enough.” Chanel stopped next to Monique. Some of the gold sparkling water sprayed onto Chanel.
My chest swelled with desire. “What are you doing?”
Monique smiled as she turned towards Chanel. “This is amazing.”
“It is.” Chanel reached out to Monique and slipped her fingers along her bald head. “And you are even more amazing.”
Monique blushed and averted her eyes.
“Don’t look away.” Chanel tilted Monique’s face back to her. “How did my L find you?”
My heart thundered in my chest.
Monique smirked. “It’s a long story.”
“I bet it is.” Chanel slipped her fingers along Monique’s high cheeks. “Are you going to take care of my L from now on?”
Monique gazed my way. “If he lets me.”
“He will. I promise.” Then, Chanel leaned in and pressed her soft lips against Monique’s.
I widened my eyes.
Monique shuddered at the sudden contact before losing herself in the moment, closing her eyes, and slowly melting into Chanel’s embrace.
What the fuck?
My cock ached.
I ran my fingers through my hair. The outside of me was cool and calm, but on the inside, my body was a raging inferno.
With a knowing smile, Chanel leaned away and looked at me. “What do you think, L?”
My skin flushed with heat. “We should stop right here.”
“You let your harem do this in front of you all the time.”
“That is different from this, Chanel.”
“How?” Chanel looked at Monique. “You don’t want to taint her?”
“You two are not my harem.”
Chanel leaned back in, brushed her lips against Monique’s again, and then slipped her tongue in.
Monique gasped.
A dark groan left me.
Gold and water washed down over the pair.
Mesmerized by the sight, I stood there, eager and yearning for more.
Droplets of water caught on their eyelashes and trickled down their faces.
They were both so different, yet equally breathtaking. Chanel—with her fiery spirit and raw intensity. Monique, with her breathtaking strength and soothing presence.
They continued to passionately kiss, their naked bodies dripping with water and bits of gold. Those soft curves and tantalizing lips. They slipped their slender fingers over each other’s bodies—exploring and caressing.
Holy fuck.
Heat mingled with the steam, producing a thick mist that swirled in the air.
“Is this really happening?” My gaze roamed from one to the other. My breathing quickened.
The sight of their bodies intertwined and their mouths pressed together ignited a fire inside my core that water could never put out.
My cock stiffened to rock hard as Chanel’s lips moved from Monique’s mouth down to her neck. Chanel sucked on the tender curve of Monique’s neck.
“Oh.” Monique shivered.
Then, Chanel stuck her tongue out and slid a long, wet trail down to her round breasts. There, Chanel sucked and squeezed Monique’s round breasts.
My body hummed.
I licked my lips.
Chanel flicked her tongue alone Monique’s dark nipples, making them stiffen and point.
“Goddman it.” I trembled with this intense hunger. “Shit.”
I could no longer stay where I was. I had to touch them both or I would fucking explode. Fast, I closed the distance, my hard cock, pointing and leading the way.
To my shock, Monique and Chanel parted and faced me. Desire filled their eyes.
Chanel smirked. “Just admit it, L.”
“Admit what?”
Monique reached her hands out and ran her fingers over my chest. “Admit that you want the both of us.”
Water sprayed our bodies.
I shivered in delight. “Hell yes, I do. I admit it.”
Chanel began caressing me too.
Every cell detonated.
Together, they slipped their hands lower and began stroking my cock.
I didn’t even blink, needing to savor every second.
My breathing grew heavy.
“D-damn.” I could hardly speak.
Monique leaned in and pressed her lips against mine. Her taste was sweet and erotic. Her touch was gentle, yet it rocked me to my core.
While Chanel stroked and teased my stiff cock, I wrapped one arm around Monique’s waist. Her body pressed against mine. Groaning, I lost myself in the softness.
Steam billowed around us.
Warm water and gold cascaded down our naked bodies. The sensation was hypnotic and intoxicating.
It was just us three—Chanel, Monique, and me.
Soon, I ended the kiss with Monique and found myself sandwiched between their wet, slippery, soft bodies. Chanel rubbed her nipples along my back, driving me crazy.
I had no idea who I would fuck first.
Instantly, I wished I had more than one cock.
Before I could say anything, Monique jumped on me, straddled my waist, and rubbed her wet pussy along the base of my cock. The head throbbed from the pleasure of her slippery flesh.
I held her in place, making sure I didn’t drop her. “You want this cock?”
Monique whimpered. “Please.”
“Yes. Give it to her, L.” Chanel moved over to my side and watched. “You always fuck me in your head. This time, fuck her first.”
“Are you sure, Chanel?”
“Please.” Without waiting for my response, Monique began to lower herself onto my cock.
I groaned as my hardness shoved against her pussy’s tight opening.
She pushed herself further down onto me, taking me all the way in.
“Oh, fuck.” I groaned.
Her slick, velvety walls seized my cock in a tight, soaking wet embrace, squeezing and releasing tiny pulses of pleasure.
Trembling, I gripped her hips and could barely think.
Loudly moaning, Monique slowly rode me, rocking her hips.
Fuck.
Chanel got on the tip of her toes and captured my mouth, pulling me into a deep, passionate kiss.
With my free hand, I grabbed her breast and slid my thumb against her nipple.
My heart felt ready to explode. Surely, I was close to death. One man could not experience this much pleasure and survive.
Then suddenly. . .off in the distance, a male’s voice sounded. “Lei. Lei. Wake up.”
I pulled away from Chanel’s mouth. “No. Leave me alone. Please.”
Chanel giggled and lowered to her knees. “L, do you want me to lick your balls while she’s riding your cock?”
“God yes!” I shivered in pleasure. “Suck on them too.”
“Lei.” The man continued. “It’s time to get up.”
“Dear God!” I shook my head no and then frantically moved my gaze from Monique’s bouncing breasts to Chanel being on her knees with her tongue out. “Whoever you are! Do not wake me up! Please! Leave me alone!”
Out of nowhere, hands jutted out from the darkness.
I tried to duck them. “Go away!”
Those hands clamped around my shoulders, jolting me away from Monique and Chanel.
“No!!!!!!!!!!” I twisted in the hand’s direction, grabbed the attacking bastard, and used his momentum against him. Although I could feel this person, I could only see darkness. “You fucking bastard!!!”
With a quick flip, I was straddling this faceless, bodiless man, my hands pressed against what I felt was his throat. “I am going to tear your fucking head off!”
But just as I was about to squeeze my hands hard, a faint thread of reality wormed its way into my dream. My eyes blinked open, and I found myself not in the misty, star-filled world of dreams, but in a luxury hotel room.
What?
I blinked and gazed down. Dim moonlight poured from the window highlighting the terrified face under me. I loosened my grip on his neck. “Chen!”
He squeezed out words. “Y-you. . .are. . .killing. . .me.”
“Damn it!” I released his neck, got off him, and left the bed. This disorienting fog still ran through my head. I tried to shake it away. “I was fucking sleeping! You tell me you want me to sleep. Every day, constantly complaining like an annoying wife. Finally, I go to sleep and you wake me up!”
Slowing sitting up from the bed, Chen rubbed his neck. “I thought you would be hungry—”
“What I want is to go back to that dream.” I began to pace next to the bed. “All the fucking times! Why can’t you all just leave me alone?!”
“Lei, it is time for dinner—”
“I’m going back to sleep. Wait.” I paused and stared at him like a mad man. “You have herbs for lucid dreaming. Yes. That’s right. Make me a concoction. I could return and finish what I started—”
“Everything is in my lab back in the East—”
“Send men to get them—”
“Lei, it is time for dinner.” Still rubbing his neck, Chen rose from the bed. “Everyone is waiting for you to—”
“I don’t care about dinner!” I got in front of him. “I need those herbs—”
“Lei, even if I made a tea for lucid dreaming it isn’t always a hundred percent—”
“I didn’t ask you for statistics.”
“I may need to go to the hospital. Even in sleep, your reflexes are deadly.” Chen rubbed his neck again. “You almost killed me. I’m sure you cracked something on my neck.”
I scowled. “I should have killed you.”
Chen smirked. “Was the dream nice?”
I gritted my teeth. “Very. Fucking. Nice.”
Chen gave me a sad smile. “I assume Chanel was in it.”
“Yes and. . .” I widened my eyes and scanned the space, suddenly realizing how empty the room was.
Chen raised one eyebrow. “And?”
I backed up and looked around. “Where is Monique?”
“Dressed and downstairs with everyone else, waiting for you to let them begin dinner. I’m sure everyone is starving.”
I sneered. “Monique is to be next to me at all times—”
“Our aunts overstepped.” Chen pointed to the empty teacup lying on its side by the bed. “I assume that was after they drugged you.”
“Goddamn it.”
“As your first line of defense, I apologize for letting that happen, but as you know, our entire crew is afraid of Aunt Min since she raised most of them.”
I ran my fingers through my hair. “So our aunts already met Monique?”
“They did and gave her tons of gowns and other things—shoes, suits, blouses, makeup, jewelry. There was so much stuff, I had to rent out another room in the hotel and delivered it there.”
“Also.” Chen dug into his pocket and pulled out a small box. “I bought new handcuffs.”
“Why?” I took it.
“As you know I am very uncomfortable with this kidnapping situation.”
I rolled my eyes and pulled off the box’s top.
Platinum handcuffs greeted my eyes. While their structure was solid and unyielding, it was the sparkling diamonds and sapphires along the cuffs that held my attention.
“Note the stunning blue hue. It’s like the deepest parts of the ocean.” Chen gestured to them. “They are an elevated piece of art that provide an unmatched level of exclusivity. I mean this is unparalleled extravagance.”
“But do the handcuffs work?”
“Of course they work, but that is not the point. I like these handcuffs better.” Chen let out a long breath. “They say. . .kidnapping but with opulence. Elegance. A sensual flair of luxury that—”
“But they work. Right?”
Chen glared. “Yes.”
“That’s all I care about.” I flung the box on the bed, pocketed the jeweled handcuffs, and headed for the door. “Make sure Monique never leaves my side again. Anything could have happened to her. My father is still out there—”
“Lei!”
I paused and spoke through clenched teeth, “What?”
“Everyone is elegantly dressed, including Monique. In fact, she’s shimmering and even. . .smiling. Which is heartwarming for me because I know that she has had a nightmarish day.”
I stilled. “Okay. And?”
“The dinner is now a festivity of food, warm lighting, and lavishly dressed guests. Let us keep this theme going with you taking a shower and getting out of clothes that you have been wearing for three days.” He gestured to a rack of several dark blue designer suits. “I have provided options.”
Groaning in annoyance, I turned around and headed to the rack. “Did you get that horror movie?”
“The one called the Caretaker?”
“Yes.”
“I found someone to download it. You will have it soon.”
“Good.”
“Why do you want it?”
I scanned the designer suits. “Get the herbs too.”
“Herbs?”
“The ones for lucid dreaming.”
Chen let out a long breath. “Fine. I will send men to get the herbs.”
“Good.” I grabbed one of the suits and took it off to the shower. “Make sure I have that concoction immediately. I must finish that dream.”
“And since we are on your having possession of Chanel’s dead body—”
“We were not on that, and we will not discuss it—”
“Lei, we have to give her body back to the Killer Crows and apologize for—”
“I am not done with her body yet—”
“What are you going to do with it?”
“I don’t need to explain myself.”
“No, Lei. You do.” Chen held the side of his head. “You really do.”
I ignored him and went into the bathroom.