Chapter 64

"Please, what little witch?" Rhye muttered. He was by far too shocked to know when he returned to the cave and the witch was sleeping and moaning like she was about to reach her peak.

Lily groaned and opened her eyes, and all she ever wanted was to melt into the bed and be done with her life. Did he hear her moan and call his name? How could she dream of him like that? Jesus! ‘This is really embarrassing,’ she thought.

"I-I had a nightmare…" she grumbled under her breath and shook her head.

"Oh really?" He smirked. His slender, bronzed fingers reached out to curl around her hand. His skin was cool, but it managed to send a sharp flare of heat racing straight to the pit of her stomach. ‘Damn it! 'Get a grip, Lily.’  

"If it is such a special nightmare, I assume?"

She nodded her head and knitted her forehead with his obvious mocking statement.

"Then why does it make you moan and utter my name like I’m about to give you the most amazing climax?" R