Wicked Dreams

By Tielle St. Clare

The Halloween party to end all... well, you get the point.

Angel’s Halloween party is legendary! Drinks, costumes, a haunted house... if only his dreams would let him sleep in the days preceding the luscious event. Too many creatures—bold sexual creatures—are haunting his night time hours. He needs a hero to face down the bad guys.

Sebastian isn’t into Halloween. It’s always been to “gay” in his closeted life so stepping out as a dream lover is more than he’s ready for...well, unless his sexy lover decides to make his Wicked Dreams come to life.

This is part of Angel and Sebastian’s story but can be read as a standalone, sexy Halloween adventure.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tielle St. Clare
• Release date: Oct 9, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463431764

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Wicked Dreams

by Tielle St. Clare

Smashwords Edition

Copyright © 2019 T. L. Green

Cover design by Erin Dameron-Hill / EDHGraphics

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters and events are creations of the author’s imagination.  Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Chapter One

Darkness swirled around him. Invisible hands reaching out, grabbing. Angel held his arms out to his side, seeking the ghostly fingers that bound him place. Pressure built around his chest. Every breath a struggle.

You’re mine. The shadow voice wove through his body, touching every piece of him, claiming him.

No. He twisted, fighting to get away. A roar echoed in the trees and suddenly Angel was free, the whispered bonds vanishing. He gasped in a deep inhale and ran. Tree limbs stretched forward, snagging his clothes, tripping his steps.

The beast raced behind him, drawing closer with every stride.

I will have you. Mark you. The world will know you belong to me.

No, he moaned, fighting the foreign desire building inside him.

Panic spun through his chest—not for fear of the creature chasing him, but fear that he wanted to be caught. Even as he thought the words, the beast was there, on top of him, ripping away the thin cloth covering his shoulders. He peered into the darkness but the monster remained in the shadows. 

Sharp talons scraped down the centerline of his body. Four burning trails marred his skin.

Mine, the disembodied voice growled. He bent down and sucked Angel’s prick into his mouth, drawing him deep.

Angel stared at the creature enthusiastically swallowing his cock and the blatant marks across his chest. How will I explain this to Sebastian?

The thought jolted him awake with a gasp.

He tossed back the blankets and halfway sat up, rubbing his hand across his stomach, searching for the scratches left by the beast.

You okay, babe? Sebastian’s asked, the words muffled by his face jammed into the pillow.

Angel thought back to the vivid dream. Okay? Yes, he was okay. If you called allowing some mythical creature to suck his cock okay.

Yes. Weird dreams.

Sebastian rolled closer and wrapped his arm around Angel’s waist, drawing him into the warmth of his body. The nights were turning colder. Angel hadn’t turned on the heat for winter so sharing a bed with a human electric blanket helped.

Sebastian’s hand slid down, his fingers skimming across Angel’s shaft, checking to see if Angel was hard. He was. You having trouble falling back asleep? His voice whispered with a hint of teasing.

Angel’s heart pounded, the sound echoing in his ears. Yes, but no. Those hands that knew his body so well reached a little farther, curling around Angel’s cock.

Let me help, Sebastian murmured into Angel’s hair. He began to stroke, not hard or fast, the perfect middle of the night caresses. Guilt nudged the corner of his brain but guilt lost the battle to pleasure as Sebastian continued to whisper explicit words and jack Angel’s shaft.