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“How about that bath and a bottle of wine?” he offers.
My smile brightens. “And bubbles?”
“I’ll even throw in some…what did you call it?”
“Snuggies!” I laugh.
He pulls a face which makes me laugh harder. “Yes, that.”
“Please.” A tingling warmth spreads through me, right down to my toes.
“Okay, wait here while I go and get it ready.”
He slips from the bed and disappears into my en suite, and a moment later I hear the tub filling up.
When Nightshade returns, he’s carrying a bottle of wine and two glasses, and the sweet scent of bubbles wafts from the bathroom. He hands me a glass of wine before helping me up from the bed and leading me to the bathroom.
The scene in front of me takes my breath away. The bathtub is filled with bubbles, and there are candles lit all around the room, casting a warm glow. No idea where he got them from, but there’s no denying the bathroom looks romantic as fuck. Nightshade helps me into the tub, and I sink into the warm water, letting out a contented sigh. I can still have baths. Snow didn’t ruin that for me. Or maybe it’s because I feel so safe in Night’s company.
He joins me, water splashing out over the top making us both chuckle.
As we sit there, sipping wine and chatting about everything and nothing, I can’t help but feel like this is where I’m meant to be. Like I do belong somewhere at last. Sure, it’s with a group of psychos, but I’m just as crazy as them, so maybe that’s why it works. Why I fit.
* * *
I’msemi-woken from the best nights’ sleep I’ve had in years by a delicious toe-curling burn between my legs. I can’t quite tell if I’m awake or dreaming, but I’ve had this dream before. I always wake from it feeling blissfully sated and wet between my thighs.
“Mmm,” I groan, not managing to prise my eyes open as the sensation of being stretched between my legs intensifies.
Something thick and warm rubs back and forth across my slit, until my hips are subconsciously mirroring the movement and my juices begin to flow and act as lube.
I moan softly as I lose myself in the sensation, and my exhausted brain conjures images of my psychos bringing me untold pleasure.
“Shh, Red, just relax. Go back to sleep and let us make you feel good.”
This is a dream. I have to be dreaming because I swear Night saidus.Part of me wants to open my eyes and see who our unexpected guest is, but if thisisa dream, I don’t want it to end.
Instead, I relax down into the mattress and I’m rewarded by Night murmuring “Good girl” in my ear. I whimper at the praise and resolve to do exactly as I’m told – another sign I must be dreaming. A heavy hand covers my mouth, partially blocking my nose too so that my airway is restricted. Helpless desire surges through me and I sink deeper into my bliss.
Thick fingers probe between my legs, finding my clit and toying with my piercing until I’m aching.
I’ve had sex dreams before – since before I was even a teenager – but nothing compares to thedreamsI’ve been having since coming to the asylum. These psychos have awakened something in me, and my dreams are almost as good as being awake.
Crazy comes with some mighty fine cock.
In my dream, a second finger stretches my pussy and I groan with wanton need. My juices are leaking out of me despite being stuffed so full, and I sleepily rub my thighs together, chasing the friction that I need to get off.
Warm breath on the back of my neck and a hand sliding up my thigh, make me gasp. The sensation is so real that I can’t help but open my eyes.
What I see makes my heart race.
There are two men in my bed, both of them gorgeous, tattooed and completely naked. Night is lying next to me, his dark hair tousled and his eyes gleaming with desire. The other man is Bones, and he looks just as hungry for me.
I bite my lip, and a rush of excitement wash over me. I’ve been with two men before, but the thought of it withthemmakes me tremble with anticipation.
Night leans in and kisses me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth as his fingers dance over my sensitive skin. After we bathed and drank together, he tucked me into bed, kissed me goodnight, and left me to sleep. I was disappointed he didn’t take it further, but now I know why.
He was always planning on coming back.
