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focused entirely on her.
She wore one of the Victoria’s Secret bra and panty sets she’d worn in the show, as well as the wings on her back. Braelyn strutted down toward the end, not once looking his way. When she reached it, she put her hand on her hip and held a pose for a few seconds before she turned back the way she’d come.
Skylar thought she’d keep going on her return trip since Braelyn hadn’t noticed him before, but that wasn’t the case. When she drew even with where he sat, she stopped and turned on the runway to face him. A set of stairs magically appeared, and she stepped down them. With a sultry look, she walked to him.
His cock grew painfully hard when she stopped directly in front of his chair and reached up to the middle of her chest. She undid the front clasp of her bra and cupped her breasts, lifting them in offering. He took hold of her hips and guided Braelyn to sit on his lap, straddling his thighs. Burying his face between her breasts, he dragged in her scent, taking it deep into his lungs, before he took what she offered.
Braelyn’s head fell back as he sucked a taut nipple into his mouth. She moaned and sank her fingers into his hair, holding him to her. He released her breast when she gently pushed him away. She cupped his face and bent her head to kiss him, nipping at his bottom lip before she sucked on his tongue. Not breaking contact with his lips, she dropped her hands to the waistband of his jeans, going even lower. She caressed him through them, wringing a growl of pleasure from him.
In the next second, they were both naked. Skylar remained seated on the hard straight backed chair with Braelyn straddling his lap. Still wearing her high heels, her feet were able to reach the floor. Her gaze locked with his, and he saw his eyes mutedly glowing in the reflection of hers. Braelyn didn’t react in any way. Using her feet, she pushed herself slightly off his lap and positioned her pussy over his cock, which stuck out straight from his body. With her bottom lip between her teeth, she slowly lowered herself onto his shaft until she’d taken every bit of his length inside. When she started to ride him, Skylar held onto her hips and thrust up to meet each of her strokes. The feel of her body taking his was the best feeling in the world.
Her pace becoming faster, Braelyn moaned then said, “Skylar, wake up, damn you.”
The incongruity of her words to the atmosphere of the erotic dream jerked Skylar awake. He opened his eyes to find Roxie standing over him, shaking his shoulder. It had been her voice he’d heard in the dream instead of Braelyn’s. “Rox? What’s the matter?”
She straightened. “The problem is you.”
“Me?” Since he slept naked, Skylar checked to make sure the sheet still covered him. It was also then he noticed the raging hard-on he had. He quickly sat up and put his hands in his lap to cover it.
“Yes, you. Being a very pregnant woman who now finds it hard to get comfortable enough to sleep, the sound of you moaning in pleasure isn’t conductive to sleep. God, I heard you through the whole house. In this instance, I wish werewolf hearing wasn’t quite so sensitive.”
Hearing that Roxie, and more than likely Beowulf and Dirk as well, had heard him moaning while he’d had dream sex with Braelyn, caused Skylar to do something he probably hadn’t done since he was an untried youth—he blushed. His face grew warm with the heat of it. He shook his head, letting his loose hair hang down a bit in an attempt to hide his reaction. He wasn’t an exhibitionist and didn’t like the idea of anyone overhearing what his mating urge caused him to go through.
Roxie sighed and took his chin in her hand to force him to look up at her. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. I’m just a bit on the touchy side when I can’t sleep. I know you don’t have any control over your dreams, especially now. If it makes you feel any better, I’m the only one who heard you.
She wore one of the Victoria’s Secret bra and panty sets she’d worn in the show, as well as the wings on her back. Braelyn strutted down toward the end, not once looking his way. When she reached it, she put her hand on her hip and held a pose for a few seconds before she turned back the way she’d come.
Skylar thought she’d keep going on her return trip since Braelyn hadn’t noticed him before, but that wasn’t the case. When she drew even with where he sat, she stopped and turned on the runway to face him. A set of stairs magically appeared, and she stepped down them. With a sultry look, she walked to him.
His cock grew painfully hard when she stopped directly in front of his chair and reached up to the middle of her chest. She undid the front clasp of her bra and cupped her breasts, lifting them in offering. He took hold of her hips and guided Braelyn to sit on his lap, straddling his thighs. Burying his face between her breasts, he dragged in her scent, taking it deep into his lungs, before he took what she offered.
Braelyn’s head fell back as he sucked a taut nipple into his mouth. She moaned and sank her fingers into his hair, holding him to her. He released her breast when she gently pushed him away. She cupped his face and bent her head to kiss him, nipping at his bottom lip before she sucked on his tongue. Not breaking contact with his lips, she dropped her hands to the waistband of his jeans, going even lower. She caressed him through them, wringing a growl of pleasure from him.
In the next second, they were both naked. Skylar remained seated on the hard straight backed chair with Braelyn straddling his lap. Still wearing her high heels, her feet were able to reach the floor. Her gaze locked with his, and he saw his eyes mutedly glowing in the reflection of hers. Braelyn didn’t react in any way. Using her feet, she pushed herself slightly off his lap and positioned her pussy over his cock, which stuck out straight from his body. With her bottom lip between her teeth, she slowly lowered herself onto his shaft until she’d taken every bit of his length inside. When she started to ride him, Skylar held onto her hips and thrust up to meet each of her strokes. The feel of her body taking his was the best feeling in the world.
Her pace becoming faster, Braelyn moaned then said, “Skylar, wake up, damn you.”
The incongruity of her words to the atmosphere of the erotic dream jerked Skylar awake. He opened his eyes to find Roxie standing over him, shaking his shoulder. It had been her voice he’d heard in the dream instead of Braelyn’s. “Rox? What’s the matter?”
She straightened. “The problem is you.”
“Me?” Since he slept naked, Skylar checked to make sure the sheet still covered him. It was also then he noticed the raging hard-on he had. He quickly sat up and put his hands in his lap to cover it.
“Yes, you. Being a very pregnant woman who now finds it hard to get comfortable enough to sleep, the sound of you moaning in pleasure isn’t conductive to sleep. God, I heard you through the whole house. In this instance, I wish werewolf hearing wasn’t quite so sensitive.”
Hearing that Roxie, and more than likely Beowulf and Dirk as well, had heard him moaning while he’d had dream sex with Braelyn, caused Skylar to do something he probably hadn’t done since he was an untried youth—he blushed. His face grew warm with the heat of it. He shook his head, letting his loose hair hang down a bit in an attempt to hide his reaction. He wasn’t an exhibitionist and didn’t like the idea of anyone overhearing what his mating urge caused him to go through.
Roxie sighed and took his chin in her hand to force him to look up at her. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. I’m just a bit on the touchy side when I can’t sleep. I know you don’t have any control over your dreams, especially now. If it makes you feel any better, I’m the only one who heard you.
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