He Sees You When You're Sleeping

by Emily Antoinette

I think it’s hilarious to see all of my dark-colored fantasy, dark romance, and monster romance books lined up on my shelves against the paleness of everything else.

There’s no version of me that exists where this woman doesn’t consume every fiber of my being.

“Are you there, my nightmare?”

“What a slut. Begging your monster to touch you. Whimpering and shaking in fear, all while your cunt is dripping for me.”

She gasps as I spit into her mouth, eyes blazing with indignance and lust. “Don’t be ungrateful. Swallow.”