Page 20 of Beyond Your Darkness, I'm Your Light

“Argh. You asshole!” I moan while my orgasm rocks me to the core. I feel his smile against my skin as he continues to drink his fill.

Suddenly, he rips his mouth from my wound as I feel his dick begin to ripple inside me.

“That’s my good, dirty, little Luna Nera. Take all of my come inside you and don’t let a single drop spill out oryouwill be punished.” He promises.

“Fuck. You.” I moan, feeling my high begin to wear off. Goddess, that was amazing. But I won’t tell him that.

“I just did fuck you, and if you’re a good, little one, I’ll come back tonight and give you more.” He says, licking the wound on my shoulder and releasing my hair. I flop down on the bed soon after.

“You can’t come back, I have a date.” I huff.

“A date? With whom?”

“None of your business. Now, get out of my dream. I need to wake up and get ready. Tonight’s the night I’m going to lose my virginity for real and not in a hot-as-fuck-dream.” No sooner have the words left my mouth is he flipping me over and grabbing me around the neck… Again.

“Who. The fuck. Do you. Have. A date with?” He growls, squeezing me tight. This growl is not like before. No, this signifies a pure, primal animal, ready to take its prey out.

“You’re hurting me.” I rasp.

“You’re lucky I don’t kill you now. It would be a dick move to do it now when you can’t see me, so you’re lucky.” He squeezes again, causing me to see stars. “Now, answer the question.”

“Hot Stuff McGruff.” I bite out, and he loosens his grip, not much but a little.

“What the fuck kind of name is that?”

“I said it’s not your business. You don’t need to know who it is. Now… Leave!” I shout, willing myself to wake up from this diluted dream.

“This isn’t over, Luna Nera.” He says as my eyes spring open, and I sit up in bed.

“Wholly smokes. What a dream?” I shout. That was the best and weirdest dream I’ve ever had.

I throw my head in my hands as I kick the covers off me. Throwing first one leg, and then the other out of bed, my feet hit the floor as I’m suddenly hit with a twinge of pain radiating from between my legs. I turn around searching the bed for evidence that it wasn’t just a dream, and to my horror, right there in the center… I see blood.

“No, no, no, no, no!” I shout. “This cannot be! It was only a dream.” I whine.

“I told you things happen in dreams, Granddaughter.” My grandmother makes an appearance, and I wish I could throw myself into her arms.

“Oh, Grams, this is just horrible.” I whine.

“What is?”

“Uh, well, I uh-” I stutter, trying to get the words out but can’t.

“For the love of all things living, spit it out chile.”“I was a virign until I had the most amazing dream sex a little while ago, only to find out it wasn’t dream sex and with the very assassin that wants to kill me.” I say in a rush, lowering my head in my hands.

“Wait, you were a virgin?” She asks, twirling her hair around her finger, clicking her tongue as she says, “OMG! Tell me everything.”

“Grams, focus! Please!” I yell, causing her to drop her hand from her hair. The nerve of her acting like a Valley girl right now.

“You’re right, I’m sorry. What’s his name? What does he look like?” She fires off a couple of questions, and I’m going to have to burst her bubble.

“Grams, we have already gone over this.” I sigh. “He’s the one we talked about a few weeks ago. I don’t move that damn quick.” I huff.

“Yeah, yeah, but cut an old lady some slack… Would ya?” She says, and it irritates my soul.

“No.” I growl.

“Don’t get smart with me, girl.” She growls. Okay, scary. “Just do a little recap for me. Even though I’m dead, I’m still your grandmother.”

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