Iza

With my pussy filled up with cum, I fell forward onto the couch and breathed heavily. I didn’t know what had come over me a second ago, but I had been begging for all of Acaros’s cum. Every last damn drop of it.

And when I opened my eyes, that man wouldn’t even be here.

Because I had been dreaming this all up. Because he wasn’t real. Because how could someone freeze time, make us invisible, and turn into a demon. It was against all laws of science and reality ever!

“I need to wake up,” I murmured when I finally came down from my high. “Wake up.”

I dragged a hand across my face and finally blinked my eyes open, half-expecting me to be in my bedroom and half expecting me to be half-naked in front of Mikayla and Jada humping the pillow like Jim had been a half hour ago.

But when my eyes adjusted to the light–or lack thereof–I squinted and stared into the devilish eyes of Acaros. He stood in front of the living room window, the moonlight shining around his huge and muscular body and gleaming off his horns.

Hell, why am I still in this stupid dream?

There was absolutely zero chance that a man who looked as good as he did would ever want to be with me. No man as tall, as muscular, and as handsome had ever even looked in my direction twice, which definitely meant that I was dreaming.

“Wake up, Iza,” I repeated, sitting up and staring into those red glowing eyes. “Wake up.”

“Why do you keep repeating that?”

“Because you’re not real.”

“What did you just say?” he growled, suddenly… angry?

My god, I really am going crazy. Now I’m thinking this delusion is mad at me.

“I said that you’re not real.” I hopped off the couch and pulled on some clothes, so Mikayla and Jada wouldn’t find me naked when I finally woke back up. “How can you be? You show up at the most random times, freeze time itself, and make me invisible to my friends.”

He stepped toward me, his cock hanging between his legs, so freaking enormous that it nearly came to his knee. I forced myself to look back up at his face. Another reason why I was dreaming. If he had actually put that inside me, I’d be dead.

So I slapped myself across the face. “Wake the hell up, Iza.”

“Don’t do that,” he growled, now at my side and pulling my hand away from my cheek.

“You know what it is,” I murmured to myself. “Someone must’ve drugged me.”

“Nobody drugged you.” His voice dropped. “And if they did, I will kill them.”

“Well, then maybe I should check myself into the psych ward, because I know that there isn’t a seven-foot tall, muscular as hell demon standing in my living room with two loads of his cum dripping down my thighs right–”

Wait…

I glanced down between my thighs to see thick strands of Acaros’s cum coating my inner thighs. A snarl escaped his throat, and then, his fingers were scooping up the cum on my legs and thrusting it back up into me. I shrieked from the suddenness and gripped onto his shoulder.

“If I’m going to breed you, then you’re going to keep my cum inside your cunt.”

My eyes widened, and I sucked in another sharp breath. What the hell is happening?!

“You’re not real,” I repeated. “This is a dream.”

“What is it going to take for you to believe me, Iza? Do I have to get you pregnant?”

Somehow, my eyes widened even more. Warmth exploded between my thighs as he continued to push more and more of his cum back up into my cunt, as if he really did want to get me pregnant. Me: an average to ugly looking human who had been a virgin last night!

“Your pussy is tightening around my fingers,” he noted. “Seems so.”

After shoving his hand away from me, I pressed my thighs together and crossed my arms over my chest. My cheeks burned in embarrassment, yet I couldn’t show him that. This man might’ve been in my dress, but the humiliation was real.

“I do not need you to get me pregnant.”

His red eyes seem to glow even brighter. “Does the thought of it fulfill something in you?”

The warmth grew even hotter inside me, my nipples hardening against my forearm.

Did the thought of him getting me pregnant fulfill something inside me? Of course it didn’t! I definitely didn’t feel wanted and desired for the first time in my life. Psh, the thought of someone liking me so much that they got me pregnant was deranged and not attractive at all…

“It fulfills something inside me,” he growled, seizing my chin and forcing me to look up at him. “Something I can’t explain, but it’s sinister, Iza.” He drew the pad of his thumb across my lower lip. “I need to breed you.”

“No,” I whispered. “You don’t.”

Yes the hell he did.

“You’ve let me inside,” he murmured. “You’ve wanted this from the beginning too.”

“You let yourself inside my room last night!” I exclaimed. “Not the other way around.”

“The only way an incubus can claim his prey is if the prey desires it,” he said.

But what the hell even was an incubus?! Was that some kind of demon that he was?

He popped his thumb right into my mouth. “There’s no hiding your excitement from me, no matter how hard you press those legs together, Iza. I can smell you from miles away.” He dipped his head, his nose against my ear. “How’d you think I found you this morning?”

After shaking my head, I pushed him away for good. “You’re a dream.”

The smirk that had blessed his lips suddenly disappeared.

He clenched his jaw hard. “If this is how you want to play, Iza, then fine.”

A moment later, the lights suddenly flickered back on, and Acaros was gone from the living room. I stared at the slightly open window with wide eyes, both wishing that he hadn’t left and that I hadn’t pushed him away in my dream.

“You good?” Jada asked, arching her brow at me.

Mikayla snickered. “Why are you standing like that? It looks like you have to pee.”

I glanced down at my body to see my legs pressed together, the same way I had been standing trying to hold in all of Acaros’s cum. I swallowed hard and loosened my stiffened stance, only to feel the rush of thick, gooey wetness between my thighs.

Hell… what if that wasn’t a dream? What if Acaros was real?