Kael’s grip on Seraphine’s silver-white hair suddenly tightened.
Without warning he pushed her head down hard forcing the thick cock deeper into her warm mouth until the swollen head pressed against the entrance of her throat.
Seraphine’s crimson eyes flew wide. A wet choked sound escaped around the heavy shaft.
Glhk...!
Kael’s thoughts stayed cold and clear even as the wet heat closed around him.
’It feels too real. What a nice skill.’
He did not give her time to adjust. Holding her hair firmly with both hands he began to move her head up and down the full length of his cock using her throat like a tight wet sleeve.
Soft wet sounds filled the golden dream chamber with every thrust.
Glhk... schlick... glhk...
Seraphine’s small hands clutched at his thighs. Tears gathered at the corners of her crimson eyes but she still did not pull away.
Muffled moans vibrated around his shaft as he fucked her mouth without mercy.
"Mmph... nnh... ❤️"
Kael looked down at her and spoke in a low mocking voice while he kept the steady rhythm.
"What a slutty daughter I have. Reading smut stories like Cock Lover Princess and now sucking her own father’s dick in a dream like a whore."
He pushed deeper on the next thrust forcing another wet choke from her throat.
Glhk...!
"Look at you. Sharp tongue during the day on your knees at night with your stepfather’s cock stretching your mouth. Even if this is only a dream you are still my stepdaughter. That makes it better does it not?"
Seraphine’s crimson eyes watered harder. Soft broken sounds escaped around the thick shaft every time he pulled her head down again.
"Nnh... mmph... ❤️"
Kael shifted his grip so that one strong hand locked firmly at the back of Seraphine’s neck using her throat itself like a handle.
The other stayed tangled in her silver-white hair.
He controlled every movement with that single hold pulling her up and pushing her down the full length of his thick cock at a steady merciless rhythm.
Glhk... schlick... glhk...
Seraphine’s crimson eyes watered continuously.
Tears slipped down her pale cheeks.
Yet instead of resisting she answered each forced thrust with her tongue.
Soft pink muscle swirled around the heavy shaft every time he allowed her a fraction of space licking the underside circling the head tasting the salty-sweet mix that still sent strange currents through her body.
"Mmph... nnh... ❤️"
Kael looked down at the sharp-tongued vampire who spent her days looking at him with open contempt.
"Listen to those wet sounds. Your throat is more honest than your mouth ever is during the day. All that sharp talk about how weak I am and here you are on your knees taking your stepfather’s cock like you were made for it."
He pushed deeper feeling her throat flutter and tighten around him.
"You read those filthy books and pretend it is only fantasy. But your tongue is working harder than any whore I have ever paid. Keep swirling it. Show me how much you like the taste of your own father’s dick."
Seraphine’s mind floated in a haze of confusion and heat.
The dream still felt too real the taste too sharp the stretch of her lips too exact. Deep between her bare thighs her pussy had grown embarrassingly wet.
Soft slick already coated her inner folds and threatened to drip onto the golden carpet.
The more he treated her like a street slut the wetter she became. The knowledge only made the shame burn hotter and the heat only made her tongue move faster.
’Why does it feel this good when he talks to me like this when he uses me like this...’
Kael’s voice stayed low and mocking while he continued to fuck her throat with the firm handle of his hand.
"Look at you. My stepdaughter. The one who never misses a chance to call me pathetic. Now your silver hair is wrapped in my fist and your pretty mouth is stuffed full. If this dream ended right now you would still remember the shape of my cock against your tongue."
He kept the rhythm for several long minutes letting her tongue work letting the wet choked sounds fill the chamber letting the twenty-minute limit tick steadily downward.
Soft pale breasts swayed with every forced movement. Silver-white hair tangled around his fingers.
The thin royal silks that had once covered her lay completely forgotten on the floor of the dream chamber leaving her naked and exposed under the golden light.
Seraphine’s muffled moans grew softer and more broken the longer he used her.
Each time the thick head forced its way into her throat a fresh tear slipped down her cheek yet her tongue never stopped its slow swirling response whenever he gave her the smallest chance to breathe.
"Nnh... glhk... mmph... ❤️"
The pressure at the base of Kael’s spine tightened sharply.
He pulled her head back just enough so their eyes met. Seraphine’s crimson gaze was glassy lips shiny and stretched saliva running down her chin in thin clear lines.
"Get ready to drink," he ordered. "Every drop."
One final hard push forced her face flush against his groin. The thick head lodged deep in her throat. Seraphine’s eyes flew wide.
Kael came.
Thick ropes of hot semen flooded her throat in heavy continuous pulses.
The volume was too much for easy swallowing. Seraphine’s throat worked desperately gulping again and again for a full ten seconds while more and more poured into her.
Soft wet gulping sounds mixed with choked little moans as she struggled to take it all without spilling.
Glk... glk... glk...
Her pale cheeks bulged. Tears streamed freely. Yet she kept swallowing throat fluttering around the shaft that held her in place until the last weak pulse finally faded.
Only then did Kael loosen his grip.
Seraphine pulled back with a wet gasp a thin string of cum and saliva still connecting her lower lip to the glistening head of his cock.
Her crimson eyes were unfocused. Soft aftershocks of the strange dream-pleasure still trembled through her bare body.
Kael looked down at her and spoke in the same rough dominant tone.
"Lick it clean."
Seraphine’s breath caught. The rough order sent a fresh pulse of heat straight between her legs.
Her pussy clenched hard and throbbed soft slick coating her inner thighs even more.
Hearing her stepfather’s voice like that calm commanding completely in control made the shame and the pleasure twist together until she could barely think.
She leaned forward without protest and began to lick.
Soft pink tongue dragged slowly over the thick shaft cleaning every remaining streak of white cum.
She licked the underside the veins the still-sensitive head tasting the last of the salty-sweet mix while her pussy kept clenching and throbbing under the weight of his tone.
The cock stayed hard and tall in front of her face like a tower even after the heavy climax.
A soft system notification flickered at the edge of Kael’s vision.
[The dream is about to end. The target’s mind has almost reached its limit.]
Seraphine was still licking the last traces from the head when the golden chamber began to crack and fade.
The dream ended.
Kael’s eyes opened in the dark of his own room.
He lay on his bed staring at the ceiling breathing steadily.
The mark on his left palm still felt warm.
Between his legs his cock remained half-hard and distinctly wet coated in the lingering sensation of his stepdaughter’s saliva as if the dream had left a physical trace behind.
Outside the house the night of Grayhollow continued quietly.
Kael closed his eyes again and exhaled.
The first use of Wet Dream Weaver had been a success.