Chapter 8 Teeth Marks
Caspian
Juniper’s back arches, her head thrown back and her pale hair pooling across the pillow. Her fingernails dig into my forearms where I hold her luscious thighs apart. I run my tongue over her center again, reveling in the taste of her.
It isn’t as good as the real thing, but dream sex with Juniper is still mindblowing.
She moans my name over and over with each breath as I work her body, drawing her closer to that edge. Her legs jerk in my hold, and she twists under me. I hold her down, unable to keep from grinning.
“Shh, little witch,” I warn her, my lips moving over her sensitive skin. The vibration of my words has her gasping and cursing. I love when she curses.
“Fuck! I’m coming,” she whimpers, her body so tight she has to shatter. One last open-mouthed kiss, and she breaks for me.
“You’re so beautiful,” I say for the hundredth time.
She presses the back of her hand over her eyes. “If only we could do that in real life… I don’t know how much more I can take. You’re too fucking seductive,” she whines.
My stomach clenches. She doesn’t realize this is a shared dream. I’m taking advantage of the situation, but I can’t help myself. I need her like I need the ocean to survive.
“Juniper,” I say softly, moving to lay beside her. We’re in a bed I don’t recognize with thick, fluffy covers and sunlight streaming in a window above the headboard. The buttery light makes her hair glow.
“Seriously, if you could stop being so perfect, it’s disgusting,” she says, pushing my face away with her hand.
I laugh, falling onto my back. Her hand rests over my cheek, her thumb stroking absently.
“Sorry, my love,” I murmur. “I’ll try to be less appealing.”
Her face lights up with an unrestrained, unhindered smile. The world stops spinning. At this moment, I know I’d die for her. I’d kill for her. Anything she needs, anything she wants, I’m hers.
I try to pull myself together. She needs to know the truth. “Juniper, we need to talk—”
“Shut up,” she says, rolling over to climb atop me. Her legs straddle my hips, and I am very, very aware of her warm pussy hovering over my cock. “Make me come again before I wake up.”
She told me to shut up, so I bite back all my eager affirmations and brace myself. Her hand reaches between us, running over my shaft.
“Oh fuck,” I growl, unable to help myself. There is nothing like the feel of her small hand on my cock.
“There’s no way you’re this big in real life,” she mutters absently.
My smile turns feral.
She sinks down on my length, taking me all at once, and I see stars. My world reshapes in an instant. The reality of having Juniper destroys everything I am, and rebuilds me into something new that lives only for her.
A low groan rips from my throat. She sits still, enjoying the sensation of being filled by me. My dick twitches, and she hums, letting her head fall back to display her perfect throat.
Fuck, I want to make her scream. I want to sink my teeth into her neck until she comes so hard she cries. I want everything.
She rises up and lowers herself, swiveling her hips in a way that blows my mind. Every thought falls out of my head and turns me into a babbling idiot.
“Baby, you feel so good. I could die happy, buried inside of you. You are the most perfect thing I’ve ever felt.”
Her motions grow slower and shorter as she uses me, rubbing against exactly where she needs me. Her lips part in a silent scream as she comes, milking my cock. I grit my teeth, trying to hold back my own orgasm.
Not yet. I’m not ready to be done.
Her head drops forward, and her hands brace against my chest as she pants. “Holy shit, that was unbelievable."
“Ready for a third?” I ask, baring my teeth in a vicious grin.
Her eyes pop open. “What?”
Gripping her waist, I flip us. Her thighs squeeze my hips as her back hits the mattress. Using the momentum, I thrust back into her, hard. She lets out a strangled cry, her eyes squeezing shut.
“Caspian!” she moans.
I want to hear her scream it. I know she will.
Her fingers dig into my back as I slam into her relentlessly. She has to be sensitive, and I’m going to push her past her limit. It’s a race to see if I can get her there before I lose myself to my own orgasm. It’s so close, but I’m determined.
She throws her arms out, grabbing handfuls of the sheets, and lifts her chin, exposing her throat to me. It’s too much. My orgasm barrels into me, and I shudder.
Fuck!
Dropping down to my elbows, I place a kiss on her throat. Pleasure racks me, blinding me and stealing all of my common sense. Before I know it, I sink my teeth into her skin.
She screams my name, her pussy clenching my cock .
I come back to myself and jerk my head back. The imprint of my teeth are stark on her tan skin. My canines broke the skin, and blood wells up.
Thank fuck this is a dream and I couldn’t actually harm her. What was I thinking?
“That was so hot,” she moans.
Relief crashes over me, and I relax, swiping my tongue over my teeth as I grin at her. Tears track down the sides of her face into her hair.
“What’s the matter?” I ask, reaching up to wipe away the wetness.
“That was incredible. Real life is never going to compare to this.”
“Sweetheart, I’m going to make you come this hard every single day if you let me,” I murmur. It’s time to come clean.
“If only that was possible,” she whispers, closing her eyes. She fades away, leaving me alone in the bed.
No! I wasn’t done with her yet. Cursing, I will myself to wake up.
It was morning when I opened my eyes. I could hear Juniper running water in the bathroom. I’d made a mess of myself like an excitable teenager. Scowling, I stumbled to the bathroom to shower and change.
When I emerged, Juniper sat at the kitchen counter with a wide smile on her gorgeous face.
“Good morning,” I said, cautiously optimistic .
“Morning, Caspian,” she said. She offered me a white cup with Mr. Fruity emblazoned on the side. “I got us smoothies since we didn’t order any groceries yesterday.”
“You’re cheerful today,” I noted.
“Yeah, I slept well,” she quipped, hopping off the barstool and holding her own smoothie up. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, and her lashes fluttered closed as she enjoyed the flavor.
Fuck, I want those lips sucking on me. She’s so damn gorgeous.
“Me too,” I said.
“I’m supposed to meet my sister for coffee this morning, and I feel good enough I’m not even going to let her drag me down with her shitty attitude. Are you ready to go?”
A deep male satisfaction filled my chest, spreading through my limbs all the way to my fingers and toes.
Juniper felt fantastic. She was glowing with it, and I had to think it had something to do with the three orgasms I’d given her in our shared dream.
I couldn’t wait to see how she looked after I did the same thing in our waking hours.
“I’m good! Let me grab my shoes,” I said, taking a drink of the smoothie. It was something tropical with pineapple and mango, and it was definitely my new favorite, whatever it was.
“Awesome,” she said, her pale hair swishing over her back as she padded to the front door.
My steps faltered for a second as I took in the shape of her, the way she sauntered. I loved every version of Juniper I’d seen so far, but happy Juniper was by far the best.