Dream of Me

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Chapter 9

Ava stared at her computer screen, her frustration mounting with each click of her mouse. It seemed like she had looked at hundreds of websites in the last 24 hours and she still had nothing she could really use. She could feel Gray’s deadline ticking closer with each passing minute and that only raised her frustration level even more. So far every website had said the same thing; all curses were different and breaking them would be unique to each curse. There were basic categories of curses, but the effects were different based on what the spell caster infused in the curse.

Ava closed her eyes for a moment. She could feel a migraine starting to form behind her eyes. How was she supposed to break a curse that she knew nothing about? For that matter, how was anyone supposed to break a curse without the person who cast the curse helping them? She looked down at Eric and smiled slightly. She thought about what he had said to her, about only one person being able to break the curse. Could that mean that the person who placed the curse was the only one who could remove it? But, if that was the case, the only way to find out who that was would be to find out who wanted Eric cursed in the first place.

She watched as Eric frowned slightly. She knew he could sense her frustration and she felt guilty for ignoring him. She put her hand on his arm and tried to relax.

“I’m ok, Eric,” she said softly, watching as his frown melted away slowly. “Don’t worry about me.” She knew he would still worry. She had come to realize that very early on, but she was ok with that. It meant that he cared about her as much as she cared about him.

She shifted closer so that she could place his hand on her leg, hoping that the contact would help comfort him, and went back to her laptop. She was now lost and didn’t know how to proceed. If her assumptions were correct, and the spell caster was the only one who could break the curse, how was she supposed to find them? The only supernatual beings that could cast curses were witches, as far as she knew, and she had never heard of any covens in the area. She went back to her laptop and began to search for local covens. Maybe, if she contacted them discreetly, they would be able to tell her if they had done any work for anyone from the River Pack.

As if sensing her thoughts she felt Eric’s hand tighten on her thigh and watched as his face scrunched into a pained frown. Clearly he was not a fan of her idea, what he could sense of it anyway. She sighed, yeah it wasn’t the smartest plan. Even if the coven decided to tell her anything, which they probably wouldn’t, they would then go right back to whoever hired them to make sure they knew that someone was snooping. And it wouldn’t take a genius to figure out who that might be. Eric’s face softened slightly and his grip loosened as she began to think of a new plan.

She was running out of options and out of time.


“Eric...” Ava moaned as he kissed her neck. Her breathing hitched as he kissed his way down to her bare breasts, her shirt ripped away from her almost immediately. There had been no words when they had seen each other, only a fierce longing and they had come together in a clash of lips and hands until they were both naked and clinging to each other.

She moaned again as he sucked one of her taut nipples into his mouth and began to suck on it, his other hand pulling and pinching on the other nipple. The feeling sent a bolt of pleasure directly to her core and she could feel herself getting more and more wet. He looked up at her, his eyes blazing with need. He could smell her arousal and it was turning both him and his wolf on.

His cock was pressed against her stomach and Ava felt herself grinding her hips against it. She could feel how hard he was and the veins and ridges of his cock rubbed against her swollen clit. She wanted more, she wanted him closer, she wanted nothing more than for him to be inside her. As if sensing what she wanted he quickly spun her around so her back was to his front and pushed her forward. Her front was now laying on a ledge and her ass was in the air facing him. He grinned as he grabbed her hips tightly.

“Is this what you wanted?” he asked as he slid his cock between her ass cheeks and began to slowly hump her, his cock sliding along the length of her slit.

“Yes... please...” she moaned. He was so close. Her body was begging him to be inside her, to mark her, to claim her as his forever. He slapped her ass and she yelped and then moaned louder as he slowly slid his hand to her clit.

“I’m going to make you cum and then I’m going to cum all over this pretty little pussy,” he whispered in her ear, his words turning her on more than they should have. “My cum is going to mark this as mine.”

“Yours,” she repeatedly breathlessly as he began to rub her faster, his cock moving in time to his hand. He grabbed her breast with his free hand, laying his body on top of her and caging her in. He played with her nipple and her clit and she could feel her orgasm building inside of her.

“Eric...” she moaned, unsure what she was asking for. She felt Eric smile against her ear.

“Cum for me, mate,” he growled. His words sent her over the edge and she screamed as her release hit her. She heard him grunt his own release and felt as his cum coated her pussy and her thighs. He kept playing with her clit, causing her orgasm to continue until she was completely spent and gasping.

He pulled her up and onto his lap. He could feel her heart racing against his chest and smell their mixture on her skin. He growled low. He liked that scent and wanted it to stay there always.

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