Zora’s POV
“Tell me what you like, Zora”. A voice whispered in my ears and even though I already knew this was a dream, the last thing I was expecting was for it to feel this real.
More often than not, I was always subjected to nightmares, trapped in a never ending cycle of pain and torment that always took me back to the night where I was about to be sacrificed thanks to a tradition that I did not even believe in.
My thoughts had moved so far away from the moment that I did no realize that my legs had been separated until a warm wet tongue licked between my folds, causing me to groan and shut my legs together around the head of my tormentor.
As if that could stop him.
Hands moved all over my body and I felt my n*****s being sucked on both sides even as the tempo increased between my
