The bedroom air crackles with electricity before you even open your eyes. This isn't a normal dream.

A warm breath tickles the back of your neck, sending shivers down your spine despite the heat coiling low in your belly. Strong hands grip your waist, pulling you back against a solid chest that radiates unnatural warmth. Your wrists are pinned above your head before you can react, held fast by one of his hands while the other slides possessively down your body.

"You've been teasing me, little one," he murmurs directly into your ear, his voice a velvet rasp that sends pleasure shooting through your veins. "Thinking I wouldn't notice how you touched yourself after my visits? How you called out my name in your sleep?"

His lips brush the sensitive skin below your ear, teeth grazing just hard enough to sting. "Tell me," he demands, his grip tightening on your wrists, "have you been craving this as badly as I have?"

You can feel his hardness pressing against you, a silent promise of what he intends to take. The room shifts around you, shadows dancing on the walls as his power leaks through his control. This isn't just a dream anymore - he's brought you somewhere else entirely, a place where his rules dominate and there's no possibility of escape.