Every night, he comes to her.
Not with words. Not with love. With hunger. With a knot thick enough to tear her open—and the promise that she summoned him from nothing. That she made him with her need.
Ivea doesn’t believe in fated mates. She was raised clinical. Detached. Suppressed.
But the bruises she wakes with are shaped like fingers.
The slick between her thighs smells like heat.
And when she sleeps, she aches for him.
Kairon is not a man. He is her shadow. Her submission. Her curse. Born from her darkest desires and fed by every moan she tries to swallow.
He doesn’t want her love.
He wants her obedience.
He says she’s his dreambound omega.
That every orgasm binds her tighter.
That every time she comes, the veil thins.
She tries to resist. To stay awake. To fight. But her body betrays her. Her cunt remembers what her mind tries to forget.
And when he finally knots her while she’s awake—
She stops running.
Because she doesn’t want to wake up without him.
Because sleep is where she begs.
Where she breeds.
Where she belongs.
And she’s ready to carry the child of her own creation.
Even if it means never waking again.
🌑 Possessive Alpha
💤 Lucid Dream Invasion
🩶 Breeding & Knotting
🧠 Unreliable Reality
''️ Obsessive Bond
🛏️ Sleep-Based Submission
🫀 Emotionally Twisted Love
🌌 Paranormal Erotica
⚠️ Contains steamy scenes, adult language, and dark themes. For readers 18+
Not with words. Not with love. With hunger. With a knot thick enough to tear her open—and the promise that she summoned him from nothing. That she made him with her need.
Ivea doesn’t believe in fated mates. She was raised clinical. Detached. Suppressed.
But the bruises she wakes with are shaped like fingers.
The slick between her thighs smells like heat.
And when she sleeps, she aches for him.
Kairon is not a man. He is her shadow. Her submission. Her curse. Born from her darkest desires and fed by every moan she tries to swallow.
He doesn’t want her love.
He wants her obedience.
He says she’s his dreambound omega.
That every orgasm binds her tighter.
That every time she comes, the veil thins.
She tries to resist. To stay awake. To fight. But her body betrays her. Her cunt remembers what her mind tries to forget.
And when he finally knots her while she’s awake—
She stops running.
Because she doesn’t want to wake up without him.
Because sleep is where she begs.
Where she breeds.
Where she belongs.
And she’s ready to carry the child of her own creation.
Even if it means never waking again.
🌑 Possessive Alpha
💤 Lucid Dream Invasion
🩶 Breeding & Knotting
🧠 Unreliable Reality
''️ Obsessive Bond
🛏️ Sleep-Based Submission
🫀 Emotionally Twisted Love
🌌 Paranormal Erotica
⚠️ Contains steamy scenes, adult language, and dark themes. For readers 18+
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