His silent voice.

Dylan's body grow hot as he felt a hand slowly trail up his chest, a soft gasp escaping his lips from the hot and wet feel on his nipples that twitched in expectancy. His shut eyes carefully fell open to meet a feast for the eyes.

Honey brown eyes, brown hair, a bare upper body that flexed in the right places with every move and a smile that said he was about to be eaten up. And his face, just the perfect one he's been dreaming of. This... this was what gets him going.

"You're quite the impatient one, aren't you?"

The thick seductive voice of his soon to be predator made his meat between his legs twitch, he bit down on his lower lip and his hips carefully thrusts up in a plead. He couldn't wait anymore, he wanted to be touched and made into a mess.

"It's hot."

Getting the message, his predators hands slowly trailed back down his chest till they got between his legs, spreading them wide open. Before Dylan could get flushed up about how exposed he was, a head went down his legs and he arched back with a moan.

"Haa!"

The ecstasy and thrill of being sucked off, the hot thrust that sends a shock through him with every minute while his nipples get played with, he loved it so much it made his head fuzzy. But it wasn't enough, he wanted more, his insides pulsed for more so bad.

With the heat getting to his head, he pulls his predators head off him and begged without a hint of shame.

"Can you just fuck me already?"

His predator fell silent for a minute, then without a warning, Dylan watched his lovely brown eyes glow a changed red as a nasty smirk pulled up his lips. His voice took a deeper tone that made Dylan almost burst out, and he said.

"As you wish... Dylan."

The last thing Dylan remembered was being pounced on and blinking to find himself flinch back to reality on his bed.

What just happened?

"Have a nice dream?"

His head shot to the side to see his sister going through his wardrobe like she owned it.

"Bree? Ugh, what are you doing in my room?" he dragged groggily, pulling his sheet over his chest while being thankful that it hadn't fallen off as usual.

"Don't mind me, I'm just here for your green hoodie and I'll be on my way," she glanced back and shot her annoying smile at him. "You can go back to dreaming whatever you were."

His confidence drained by a lot as he silently prayed he hadn't mumbled some words out of his dream, they weren't pleasant words to hear especially since no one knows why he's stayed single his whole life.

"Get out."

"Already," she pulled out the hoodie "on my way out."

She made her way out and when he heard his door shut, a loud sigh escaped his mouth as he