Chapter 213

Chapter 213:

A sharp gasp left my lips when I felt Devin’s length press against my lower back.

He was huge.

But I was too aroused to be afraid.

Before I could process what was happening, his trousers were gone, and his hard length poked at my entrance from behind.

He was about to thrust when—

I jolted awake.

A fucking dream.

I let out a shaky breath as reality settled in. My body still tingled, pleasure lingering in my veins despite being awake.

I sat up, resting my back against the headboard.

My thighs pressed together as I relished the lingering sensation.

My nipples were still erect, and between my thighs—

I was drenched.

My shorts were soaked with my own arousal.

My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as I pulled up my shorts, but then I noticed a small movement in the dark. Alarmed, I froze, unable to speak as fear gripped me.

The figure took slow, deliberate steps toward the bed before I felt its weight pressing down on it.

It was here for me, just like in my dream.

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“Who are you?” I wanted to scream, but my tongue felt as if it were tied.

It was like déjà vu. The dream was replaying itself.

I pinched my skin to make sure it was real.

“Whatever you dreamed of, we swear to make it a reality.”

“Who are you?” I managed to ask in a shaky voice.

“Your weakness.”

“My weakness?”

I was about to process what that meant when the lights suddenly came on.

The dark blue LED light illuminated the room, casting a soft, warm glow. It wasn’t bright, but it was enough to make out the figures in my room.

“Devin… and Dax?” I stammered, confusion evident on my face.

“In the flesh,” they chorused, leaning toward me.

The bed dipped beneath their weight as they climbed onto it.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, my eyes locked on them, wary of their every move.

“What were you dreaming about?”

My heart dropped into the pit of my stomach as my dream replayed in my mind.

It took all of my self-control to keep my composure around the brothers.

I pressed my thighs together, swallowing hard as I tried to steady my breathing.

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