The Lover From My Nightmare...<3

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......CHAPTER ONE......

.....THE NIGHTMARE.....

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His eyes hypnotized hers. He revealed himself, slowly drifting from the depths of the dark, leading her to admire him. His eyes the darkest of all blues. His body the leanest of his kind. His mind so sick and twisted, just how she liked it. She knew her stomach should be screaming from fear as his long black hair flowed in front of his screeching eyes, and he began to approach her.

His body inches from hers, and her head tilted up to match his gaze. Her eyes cried questions, and his oozed answers. He lifted his hand placing it cold, and hard to her soft warm cheek. He then traced circles around her chin, and hair line. Lowering his mouth to her, he took her into his arms, wrapping them around her warm body. Each kiss so different, so needy. He used such force to hold her tight, but not to stop her from breathing. the last thing he needed right now was another body to dispose of.

She felt his body tense in her arms. He dropped his arms, and created space between them. His head dropped, and an array of light shot from some where above. His head raised, eyes shot red, and arms ascended up. He began to scream, as if something was leaving his body with such force he couldn't think.

His screams echoed her ears. Screeching getting louder and louder. Tears burning her eyes...

The room jet black...

She then heard the screams leaving her own mouth, and her body began shaking. Her eyes burst open, revealing her room. Her head lay on her cotton pillow, and her body covered in a satin gown.

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......CHAPTER TWO......

.....RETURN OF THE.....

.......CREATURE........

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She lifted her hand to her forehead where beads of sweat were forming. She sighed, and swung her feet to the edge of the bed, and got up. She then made her way across the soft carpet of the queen-size room, and looked at herself in the Victorian Mirror.

Black tears left a streak beneath almond brown eyes, and her hair looked as if she had been electrocuted. Placing one hand on the mirror, and trailing her fingers down the side, she needed to clear her mind.

She turned from the mirror and made her way to the porcelain bathroom. She made her way around to the enormous bathtub, crouched down, and turned on the hot water.

When she stood, the image in the mirror caught her eye. She picked up a washcloth and began to clean her face. She stared at herself, just listening to the water fill up. What had she become? Why does this man enter the barrier of her dreams every night? Will she ever get sleep? Questions ambushed her mind, and her eyes go hazy. Looking down into the sink, she splashes cold water on her face, and dried it off with a hand towel. One last look in the mirror revealed...

“Him”...

Her mind jerked as she dropped the towel and turned. There he was. The creature from her nightmare...

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.....CHAPTER THREE.....

.....THE CREATURES.....

........TOUCH..........

He turned the knob, switching off, and then slowly strolled over to her, placing his hands at her waist. She looked to him in awe. His skin so brilliant, so pale, so bright.

her heart began to thump harder. He began lifting her gown, sliding his fingers up her thighs and across her stomach, and breast. Sliding it across her head, and letting it hit the floor. His eyes stoked her naked body. She felt them. Dancing across her breast, and stomach, as if it were his hands themselves. She closed her eyes, sinking into such pleasure, she never knew was real. Never could have imagined possible.

He scooped her into his arms. She felt his rock hard body around her. His muscles tearing threw the skin tight shirt he wore.

Gently, and softly he laid her in the hot water. Hovering over her, he closed his eyes, and placed his hands over where she lay. She closed her eyes again. She could feel his fingers caressing her slowly, deeply. She yearned for more...

She opened her eyes to see him glaring down at her. The intenseness of embarrassment shocked her. She began to cover her most personal areas. As if reading her mind, he stopped her hand, and placed his there instead.

Looking deeply into her eyes, he lowered his lips to her breast. Licking the nipple gently, and nibbling the tip. Pleasure oozes from her dark eyes, and a ring of pink clouded the edges. Moans escaped her mouth, invading the air around them.