Mated To My Boyfriend's Dad novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143: _ The Strange Dream

The exhaustion finally won, dragging me into a suffocating darkness. Panic chewed at me, but my body was a dead weight.

What started as peaceful sleep morphed into a suffocating nightmare. I was trapped, paralyzed, unable to scream as the blackness pressed in on me.

I knew this feeling. I knew this dream.

I knew what it was. Oh, holy moonlight, what was this force exactly?

A silent scream trapped behind my locked lips escaped from me. freёweɓnovel_com

Then, a touch- a feather-light caress on my arm sent a jolt through my paralyzed form. It was followed by another, gliding down my side, igniting a spark of heat where it loitered.

Despite the fear, an unfamiliar awareness bloomed within me. The touch was cold with calloused fingertips leaving a trail of goosebumps erupting on my skin everywhere they touched.

"Ah..." I moaned silently, my head rising higher and higher, and yet, how motionless I was.

As if fueled by my moan, the hand dipped lower, exploring the sensitive skin of my hip. Another choked moan escaped me. It was a sound both involuntary and laced with a yearning I couldn’t place.

The hand continued its ascent, circling the soft curve of my hip before climbing higher, leaving another trail of goosebumps in its wake. It reached the hem of my nightgown, the fabric whispering against my skin as it lifted.

I gulped hard.

A ragged breath escaped me. My mind screamed at me to fight back, to break free from this terrifying paralysis, but my body remained an unwilling prisoner.

The hand dipped underneath the fabric, the coldness of its touch sending shivers down my spine. It cupped the soft flesh of my thigh like a gentle squeeze awakening a fire within me that had been dormant for far too long.

Yet, it hadn’t been dormant for far too long.

The dream shifted, the darkness changing into a nondescript room, devoid of any details. Or maybe it was all in my head.

But in my vision, it seemed as though I was sentenced to a blank room of pleasures. The hand continued its exploration, moving up my body, sending shivers of anticipation cascading down my skin.

It reached the soft swell of my breast. Oh, gosh– not my breasts. No matter how small they were, they were my weaknesses.

The touch sent a jolt of electricity through me. A whimper escaped my lips as the fingers grazed the sensitive peak, sending a delicious tingle through my core.

I could feel it toying with my nipple and puffing my breast with pressure until a mouth, small but dominant settled on my breast and began to suck on it.

Oh, I swear, I got wet. I could feel the fabric of my panties moisturizing. I shook and it sucked. It sucked and sucked, moving from one breast to another until I was sure that the mattress was soaked.

I had no answer, only the lingering warmth of a dream and the confusing mix of fear and desire it had left behind.

If only Kylo had learned to touch me like this, I might have come to desire him. But he couldn’t. Now, I got to find out that it was because he was gay.

Those talk about wanting me to find my mate was a sham. Why didn’t he just say it? Why leave me hanging every time?

In this game, none of us were innocent.

But right now, I was horny as hell and it was so unlike me. It had just gotten to the brink and I couldn’t hold it in any longer.

I turned to my left where Liam was fast asleep and saw that the blanket had shifted from him. He would catch a cold at that rate.

I pulled it above him and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. Hell, he was cold. Very cold. Lupe was also still fast asleep.

Everyone would be sleeping for the rest of today just as I had predicted but my own desires had been awoken.

I crawled out of bed, leaving the room to go get myself a glass of water.

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