I wake in a state of ecstasy, my pelvis spasming, my thighs slippery with a flood of moisture. I lie there, in a tangle of sheets, a sheen of sweat covering my naked body, confused. You were there, I could feel your hands on me, smell your skin, the humid puff of your breath against my ear as you wrapped your body around mine. The thrust of your length inside me, the feel of sharp teeth against the muscles of my neck, marking me, claiming me. It was all real. Frustrated hot tears blur my eyesight as I lay there trying to breathe, trying to keep my throat from closing up. After a few moments I manage to calm myself and walk to the bathroom. I’m washing the salt from my face and look up, meeting my own red, puffy eyes in the mirror, berating myself for being so devastated over a dream, when something catches my notice. I reach for my neck on a gasp, where perfect serrated crescents mar white skin. Dumbfounded, I look down at my wrists, to rope marks with no origin.
Apr 20, 2020
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Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/pr3jp3/alternate_reality