Someone who wasn’t as powerful or durable could be broken easily, snapped in half, by the way we mated. It wasn’t soft. It was nothing like the way humans fucked. It wasn’t taken lightly, either, because nightmares didn’t date. They didn’t do romance. Usually, if you were mating, it was for the purpose of producing a brood of baby nightmares. I nearly groaned at that, thinking about Isla round with child. My child.
🤚🏼 again i volunteer as tribute
