[Music: Dangerous By Limi]

My fingers curled into the sheets... icy shivers swept down my spine like the ride of chilling streams.

My breath caught sharply as the struggle to grasp for air became more drastic by the second, my nostrils flaring with heat as my insides ignited.

My lips parted widely as the back of my head sank into the pillow, a sound I could barely recognize rumbling off me.

A moan.

It picked up tempo as various sensations worked their way more into me, the lower part of me grasped by a thick scorching pressure, unlike anything I have ever felt before.

I was forced to open my eyes, doused in a haze of lust. I dropped them to my moving sheets, rocking back and forth in an enticing rhythm. The stir sank deeper, and my hand shot to the headboard for balance as a violent shudder cracked through me.

I moaned helplessly, my nails clawing the sheets like the last grip of sanity. I battled for clarity, so I summoned all my strength and ripped the sheets covering my lower body, my heart stopping momentarily.

My legs were spread wide, and a head moved between them, completely buried in my pussy like it was the road to paradise.

The tautened movement of a tattooed back heightened my arousal, and the way his nails sank into my flesh to keep me spread out like a feast.

A chuckle vibrated through my body that made my heart race a mile, and then the stranger revealed himself.

Zade.

He smirked, his face glistening with what appeared to be my doom. "You taste fucking delicious, kitten."

Oh my...

"GOD!" I yelled, sitting up with a start, my heart pounding so fast it felt like it was gonna fall off, my body drenched in sweat, making my nightdress stick like a second skin.

In horror, I leveled my gaze at my sheets and ripped them off instantly.

It was a dream.

I leaned back against my headboard, gasping for air softly, a tingling sensation shooting across my body, shaking my head to get rid of the images playing violently in my head.

I just had a horny dream about Zade Salvero.

"No no no no! What were you thinking, Ana?" I pulled my knees to my chest, burying my face in my hands.

Why him? Why not Jacob?

Trust me, those times, I had dreams about Jacob for sports, but it was mostly those fairytales I read about in romance books. I know, I know... I sound so weird, but it’s the truth!

But this...?

This... was so different in a way I couldn’t explain. I have never... ever... felt something as... I sank in breath, unable to put it into words.

I could still feel my pussy clenching at the sensation of his tongue, his hot breath, and how he licked—!

I slapped my cheeks. "Dammit, Ana!"

Where are my morals, because I seem to have dumped them somewhere.

"Fuck!"

I worsened the case when I decided to take off my panties, and I’m mortified by them.

They were drenched.

In panic, I got off the bed, racing to my dresser, pulling out the drawer, and taking out the scissors.

With a speed I didn’t know I possessed, I cut the lace to pieces... this was one of my favorite pairs, but I don’t fucking care anymore.

I tossed the pieces into the trash can, eyeing it like the evidence of a crime I had just gotten rid of for no one to find.

"Breath, breath, breath..." I chanted hands on my waist as I glared hard at the trashcan.

This wasn’t enough. I’m gonna set them on fire, and burn them to ashes... then I’m gonna bury the remains.

I heard my phone buzz, and my eyes veered towards my phone. Multiple buzzes followed until I was convinced the service must be back on, after I spent the whole day trying for one.

I released a deep breath. "You’re okay, Ana," I said to myself. "That was just a nightmare, a terrible nightmare gone wrong. I was probably horny... yes, horny. Which is a normal human reaction, nothing a dildo can’t fix."

I shrugged my shoulders. "It’s not my fault that Reptile crushed my peaceful dreams."

I’m gonna burn a fucking sage to ward off all evil spirits.

After I was done convincing myself for a whole minute, I walked back to my bed and grabbed my phone.

I should probably check the academy’s group chat so that I don’t miss out on anything.

I unlocked my phone, tapping on the notification panel, and my stomach dropped when I found out where all those buzzes belonged.

UNKNOWN: Hello, little kitten.

"No..." I mumbled because the last thing I wanted to see was his text—texts.

He left so many!

UNKNOWN: How’s your ass?

My cheeks burned. There was a picture attached to the next text. The more I observed it, the more I recognized it was taken from my vanity table. It was zoomed in on a small ointment jar.

UNKNOWN: Be a good girl for me and apply that nice and easy. Daily. Don’t miss it. I want your porcelain ass ready for me when I get back.

Heat stirred me from all places I couldn’t mention, and even more so when those three dots popped up as if he had been waiting for me to read.

UNKNOWN: There you are. I was beginning to think my little kitten was ignoring me.

Me: Tell that to your shit ass service in this manor. I can’t even get a single bar.

I froze the instant I hit the send button. D-Did I just reply to him?

UNKNOWN: I’ll have it fixed. No more excuses.

I huffed. I don’t need an excuse; I can flat out ignore you if I want.

My blood ran cold when I realized I had, in fact, not said that in my head.

UNKNOWN: Mm. Bad kitten. I leave for a few days, and suddenly you forget how to behave. So naughty.