Title: Dream Come True?

Summary: Zoey has a dream and can’t help but wonder if it was a dream at all.

Pairings: Zoey/Kalona

Rated: M

Spoilers: Book5

Genre: Romance

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A young woman lay in bed, her skin damp with sweat and her breathing irregular as movements behind her eyelids became erratic. A soft moan escaped her lips as her body twisted against the sheets that held her captive. It had been a warm night to begin with and since she hadn’t obtained a new roommate yet, she’d been able to sleep in a skimpy black tank and a pair of panties, which were getting damper from the dream she was having.

Shadows moved within the room as the dream overtook her. Lean fingertips moved up her stomach, cooling the heated skin but somehow intensifying her emotions. Her eyes opened to meet amber. She gasped as he moved over her, naked and proud of his strong body.

“Kalona,” she whimpered just as his lips met hers. The freezing pain made her feel alive and for once, she decided to not fight the dream. Over and over again for the past few nights, Kalona has haunted her. She’s been too stubborn to ask Stark or Erik for help and now, she would pay for it.

His hand slid under her tank to cup her bare breast. He gave a gentle squeeze as her legs came up to cradle him against her. She moaned as his thumb and index finger punished her erect nipple and she ran her hands through his long, raven locks while they continued to kiss. He sat them up, her straddling his lap, and he pulled off her tank top. She shivered as his wings surrounded her, but not from the cold. The feeling of soft feathers caressing the skin of her back was intoxicating.

“My A-ya.”

“Zoey.”

“Do you wish for me to use that name?” he asked distastefully. Zoey blinked for a moment, then grinned as she ground against him. He moaned, hands clenching her hips as she did it again.

“Do you want me?” she asked, moving the palms of her hands over his hardened chest, down his abs, and then resting on his bare thighs.

“You know I do, my love.”

“Then call me Zoey,” she insisted, and he relented. She fell onto her back and he crawled over her, his onyx eyes taking in all her markings, her scar that one if his sons had given her, and the passion in her eyes that took his breath away.

“Zoey,” he murmured as he slipped a hand between lace and soft skin. She moaned as his fingers slid against the dampness between her legs and her eyes fluttered closed as he found her sensitive nub and roughly caressed it.

“Oh, Goddess!”

“I cannot wait.” He was hard as a rock, she could see, and it looked like he was going to lose himself soon. His hand ripped away the panties and she moaned as he thrust fully inside her. He was so big and thick that he filled her completely and she gasped as she gripped his shoulders. He started to move; long skilled thrusts had her closing her eyes and enjoying the moment. He pressed a kiss to the side of her neck, his canines scratching her skin and she shuddered before pulling him against her. “My Zoey, my beautiful Zoey!”

She couldn’t speak, just moan as he brought them both closer and closer to climax. When she went over, her nails dug into his back, making deep cuts into his perfect skin. He grunted as she did so, but controlled his passion so that he could move to his back, wings curving up around her bare back as he adjusted her above him. Zoey blushed deeply from her cheeks down to her breasts and looked at him through strands of hair that covered her eyes before moving. He guided her until she found her rhythm then moved his hands back to her breasts as she rode him.

It didn’t take long before he stiffened then growled as he emptied himself inside her. She stopped her movements as he gripped her ass then roughly thrust one more time until he was spent. He pulled her down against his chest and his hands found her hair and kissed her until he could taste blood. She whimpered when he pulled out of her and he moved so that she lay against him, her warm body pressed into his cooler one.

“My Zoey, I love you so,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to her temple. “Sleep now, my love, for we will meet again. Soon.”

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Zoey gasped as she awakened and sat up in bed. A look of confusion was on her face when seeing she was naked. Confusion was left with dread as a shaky hand picked up a black feather that lay on her bed.

“What have I done?”