Page 27 of Dreaming of Darkness

“Say it again.”

I smiled, pumping him again. “Give me your cum.”

This time he made no attempt to warn me about his orgasm, he simply arched his hips, lifting me in the process as his thick cock shot out jet after jet of thick hot cum across my body. My hips moved and rose with him, his orgasm somehow still feeding my own pleasure as he covered me.

When his hips finally lowered, relaxing into the bed, Traum let his head fall back onto the bedspread.

“Holy Fates.”

I giggled, feeling a million times better than when I’d left the Underworld. Leaning forward, I brushed my nose over his.

“Are you alright?”

“No, I’m dead.”

I laughed, sitting back on his lap. “Of all things to kill an incubus, an orgasm seems rather a let down, eh?”

“The best way to go, ask anyone,” Traum said, eyes still closed, but a smile on his lips. A warm silence spread as his hands stroked my sides.

“I missed you,” I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper.My heart pounded in my ears, for just a second, doubt crowding in. But I shouldn’t have worried.

Traum’s smile only spread wider, “I missed you too, little dream.”

And there we sat for another moment, until my body finally began to cool, and I worried about crushing Traum’s legs in this position. As I shifted to rise, he straightened as well, helping me to stand between his legs. He was so much larger that even on the bed I only had to look down slightly into his eyes.

“How are you?” He asked, smoothing a hair away from my face.

“I’m good, but so much better now that you’re here,” I answered honestly. “How are you? Did your brother have his baby yet?”

Traum shook his head, “Not yet, but it’ll be soon.”

“Perhaps,” I said, “Once they are born, I could use one of the coins to come meet them.”

“I’d love that. The whole family wants to meet you.”

“Really?”

Traum’s nod was serious, “Of course. Grandmother especially.”

My cheeks warmed, realizing that his cum was starting to drip down my body, “I feel like we should talk about your family after I wash up.”

Traum pouted, “And what will we do then? I like you like this.”

“Actually,” I bit down on my lip, butterflies taking flight in my gut, “How would you like to go to a party?”

Traum’s brow queried, “A party?”

“Yes, a work one. I wasn’t going to go, but now that you’re here. It might be fun.”

“Who all will be there?”

“Just coworkers. But the food and music sound like they are great. They’ll be dancing and drinks.”

Traum’s head tilted. “And you want me to escort you there?”

“I do,” I said, feeling a little shy, “You would have to wear the human glamour you told me about, but yeah.”

His hand found my arm, moving down until he could grip my hand and turn it palm side up. “It would be an honor to take you.”

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