Snap!
Ash's arm remained wrapped around the Dream's waist as Creara snapped her fingers with a playful smile...
A massive, luxurious bed materialized behind them — wide enough for an orgy, draped in silken sheets of white and gold that shimmered into existence.
The frame was dark, elegant wood carved with subtle dream motifs that seemed to move when looked at too long.
Ash guided the Dream backward with gentle but firm hands until the back of her knees touched the edge of the bed. He eased her down onto it, laying her on her back as he climbed over her, his body hovering above hers.
"This wasn't the plan, but from this day onwards" he murmured, voice low and warm against her ear.
"Your... mines."
Though Ash truly didn't plan to make a wife out of her.... he already had thousands of concubines, so one more wouldn't hurt.
With those words... he started slow, reverent.
