~Olyon~
The pink cotton dress is clinging to Bethany’s perfect hips. I was sorely tempted to dress her in nothing, but I haven’t seen my darling stark naked yet, and even in her dream, I wouldn’t dare try to fill in the blanks with the parts of her I haven’t seen.
I know nothing I could imagine will possibly be as mouthwatering as she’ll actually be when I do finally get to see her naked.
Bethany regards me. Her brow furrows in concern again. “Wait. Wasn’t I just…”
“There are enough demons to torment us in the world, sweetheart,” I whisper. “From now on, your dreams belong to me. I will allow nothing to hurt you here.”
She’s looking for the truth in my eyes, and she must see it because she visibly relaxes.
“Snugbug?” Salazar calls in the dream, joining us on the bench and pulling her
