The Unknown Truth |Dreamwastaken|

Chapter 12 ~ And I'd never been happier to be wrong.

~Dream's POV~

I was so fucking hard my cock almost punched a hole through my pants, and the images I had running through my mind didn't help one bit. She stood in the middle of the bedroom, in her black, backless nightgown and a half-nervous expression. My cock throbbed harder.

"Take off your clothes." I said. My voice was a whip crack in the silence of the soft pitter-patter of rain against our window. Part of me wanted to bury myself deep inside her as soon as possible, but the other part of me wanted to savor every moment.

Despite a slight shake in her hands, Layken didn't hesitate. She kept her eyes trained on mine as she unraveled herself from that dress and the gauzy material pooled around her ankles. Her chest was out, and all that was left was her panties.

Sliding down inch by torturous inch until a masterpiece of bare golden flesh unveiled itself. I devoured her with my eyes, taking in every detail and imprinting it in my mind. Her skin glowed bronze beneath the dim lights.

Christ. Round ass, long legs, the sweetest little pussy, and firm, perky tits. Her chest rose and fell with every breath, and she stared at me with nothing but trust in those big, green eyes. Oh, princess. If only you knew.

I circled her like a predator toying with its prey, so close I could smell the tang of her arousal. I stopped behind her and pressed my body against hers until she could feel my angry, steel-hard erection against the soft curve of her ass.

She was naked as the day she was born while I was fully clothed, and somehow that made the scene even filthier. I pressed my lips to her neck, enjoying the rapid flutter of her pulse beneath my lips.

"You want me to take you, princess?" I murmured. "Take you until you're nothing but my princess, a mess on the bed?" A whimper escaped her mouth and shot straight to my groin, hardening my already aching cock. "Yes."

"You say yes so easily." I licked the hollow between her neck and lower jaw. I wanted to devour her. Feed off her light, consume every inch of her until she was mine and mine alone. "But do you know what it means to be taken by me?"

She shook her head, a quick, small movement that understood her innocence and naivete. Not for much longer. Once I got my hands on her, she'd be filthy. Broken. Just like everything I touched. But she'd be mine.

And I was selfish and cruel enough that I'd take her with me while I burned down the world. "It means your mine." I rubbed my thumb over her bottom lip before trailing it down her chest and pinching her nipples. She moaned.

I drifted lower, adjusting my position so I could squeeze her ass. Hard. I reached around, and parted her thighs, sliding my fingers past her slippery folds. She was so wet they were drenched within seconds.

"Every inch of you belongs to me, and if you let another man touch you..." My other hand closed around her throat. "He'll end up in pieces, and you'll end up tied to that bed while fuck in every hole until my name is the only one you remember. Do you understand?"

Her cunt clenched around my fingers. "Yes." She breathes out, and I ache even more. "Say it. Who do you belong to?" I kiss her softly on her earlobe. Not even close to with what she'll have of me later. "You." She whispered. "I belong to you."

"Good girl." I slipped my fingers out of her pussy and thrust them into her mouth. I hummed in approval when she started sucking without my asking. "Do you taste that, princess? That's the taste of you signing your life away. Because from now on, I own you."

Another moan, this one even more eager than the last. "Pick a safe word." I pull my fingers out her mouth so she can speak. "Raindrop." She doesn't waste time to say it, and I don't ask why. There's no time to ask why. I released my hold on her.