Chapter 11 🔞🔞Chapter 11🔞🔞
⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧ Adrianna ⛧⛧⛧⛧⛧
My eyes fluttered open, heart pounding like a drum in my chest, the remnants of the dream clinging to me like sweat-soaked sheets. In that dream, Apollo had finally taken form—solid, real, his demon body a masterpiece of hard muscle and shadowed power. He'd materialized beside my bed, tall and broad-shouldered, his skin a warm crimson hue that gleamed in the dream's hazy light, his demonic horns curving elegantly from his forehead. His eyes burned with infernal fire, locking onto mine, pulling me into his supernatural seduction like a moth to flame. He was here, corporeal at last, the demon I'd loved since childhood, every inch of him was sex personified.
'Apollo?' I'd whispered, my voice trembling with awe and raw desire. My curvy body had shifted under the covers, nipples hardening against the thin fabric of my lingerie as waves of need crashed over me. He'd leaned closer, the air thick with his scent—musk and brimstone, intoxicating and primal. 'I've waited so long to touch you like this, my sweet Adrianna,' he'd rumbled, deep and velvety. 'Tonight, I'll make all your wild, carnal fantasies real. Every urge you've had about me—I'll fulfill them. All you have to do is ask.' His words had dripped with promise, stirring the heat between my legs, my soft skin flushing hot.
I'd sat up, sheets pooling around my waist, brunette hair tumbling over my shoulders. My hands shook as I reached out, feeling his solid form. 'Please, Apollo...I want you. I've always wanted you.' The eagerness in my voice had been bold, my curiosity igniting into passion. A predatory smile had curved his lips, revealing sharp fangs that made my pulse race. Slowly, he'd stood and undressed, fingers unbuttoning his dark shirt to reveal flawless bronze skin over ridges of abs and pecs that begged to be touched. My breath hitched as he shoved down his pants, exposing his thick, hardening cock—veined and heavy, leaking pre-cum.
“Come here,” he'd commanded, voice a low growl vibrating through me, dominant and confident. I slid from the bed, knees weak, lingerie riding up my thighs. Up close, his body overwhelmed—muscles defined, radiating heat that prickled my skin. I'd placed trembling hands on his chest, worshipping the hard planes, fingers tracing abs, dipping lower to wrap around his cock, stroking the thick length. It throbbed hot in my grip, his demonic power making my pussy clench. His gaze bored into me, commanding. “That's it, Adrianna. Worship me like you've dreamed. Show me how much you crave this demon’s body.” His words fueled the fire, childhood love mixing with urgent lust.
I'd leaned in, lips pressing to his chest, kissing and licking the salty skin, tongue flicking his nipple until it hardened. My free hand roamed his back, nails digging lightly, while I pumped his cock harder, feeling it swell. He groaned raw and animalistic, hand tangling in my hair, guiding me lower. “Lower, my love. Taste what you've longed for.” I'd sunk to my knees, mouth watering at his glistening cock. Emotions swirled—years of longing, our supernatural bond—mixing with hunger. Tongue darted out, licking pre-cum, salty tang exploding. Then I'd taken him in, lips stretching around his girth, sucking greedily, bobbing deeper.
His hips bucked, commanding presence making me feel small and cherished. “Fuck, Adrianna, your mouth is heaven. But I need more. I need to be inside you.” He'd pulled me up roughly, crushing his lips to mine in a kiss of fire and possession. Tongue invaded, tasting of smoke and sin, hands yanking my lingerie off to expose my curvy form—breasts heaving, pussy slick. I'd melted into him, arms around his neck, kiss deepening as his cock ground against my belly. “Take me, Apollo,” I'd gasped. “Make me yours, body and soul.”
He'd growled, lifting me, legs wrapping his waist as he carried me to the bed. Air hummed with demonic energy. He'd lowered me onto sheets, eyes glowing with intent. “Oh, I will, Adrianna. Tonight, all your dreams become reality—and I'm just getting started.” His hand slid between my thighs, fingers brushing wet folds, teasing my wet entrance. I'd writhed, desperate, as he plunged in—his thick cock stretching me wide, filling me completely. He pounded deep, demonic strength slamming into my core, my screams echoing as pleasure built. His mouth claimed my neck, fangs grazing, while his hips drove relentlessly, my nails raking his back. Climax shattered me, waves crashing as he growled and spilled hot cum inside, our bodies locked in supernatural bliss.
I opened my eyes, the room was dark, my bedroom lit only by the faint glow of the moon through the curtains, and I was alone, body still tingling from the dream's intensity, pussy aching with unfulfilled need.
A low chuckle echoed in my mind, not from the shadows but deep inside my head, sending a shiver down my spine.
“Your dream can become reality, Adrianna,” Apollo’s voice rumbled telepathically, deep and velvety, wrapping around my thoughts like smoke. “I've waited so long to touch you like this, my sweet Adrianna, just as much as you have wanted the same as me. That dream? It was your subconscious showing you exactly what you have always wanted. Showing you exactly what you can now have, what I can give you. We can finally have this.”
His words dripped with promise in my skull, stirring the heat between my legs anew, my soft skin flushing with anticipation as his supernatural presence lingered, invisible but potent.
“How do I know that my dream was caused by my own imagination and not because of your influence?”
“We both know that I can not lie to you, and I can always tell when you are lying, either to yourself or anyone else.”
“Yeah, alright, it was all my fault that I am dreaming about you and you had absolutely nothing to do with it.”
“It was your own imagination that caused that dream, but we both know that we both want this. When you decide that you are ready for me to make both of our dreams a reality, all you have to do is call me, and I will be there.”
“‘When’ I decide? Don’t you mean ‘if’ I decide?”
“No. I meant it exactly like I said it. When you decide, just call for me.”
“Maybe one day we will get there, but for now, I am still pissed at you.”
“I know, and I will do whatever it takes to gain your forgiveness, my love. So until you are ready for me, I will wait.”