Alas Spring Bed Novels & Stories

he said, his voice calm and reassuring. “Fine,” she muttered unenthusiastically, and finally settled onto the mat. “You’d better get used to this kind of simplicity. You should be grateful your father didn’t leave you to grow up somewhere like this—you never would have survived,” Alas teased with a laugh. Yna rolled her eyes at him. Alas adjusted their makeshift bed, then lay down first. “Let’s get some sleep. Come here,” he invited her to lie down beside him. She pouted, already regretting agreeing to come along. It felt so awkward—sharing the same mat and the same blanket with him—but she had no other choice. The cold was biting at her skin, and she had forgotten to ask for an extra jacket

That's what I've always seen in the movies if the character sleeps on the same bed with their enemy, afraid they might find themselves in an awkward position once they woke up. "Shame. I wanted to sleep next to the daddy," Amaris sluttily purred. "Dream on, Amaris. We can't." I immediately cut our link off when I saw the Alpha. I tried to catch up with him and thankfully, he didn't increase his pace. I walked behind him and followed him. Obviously, we're heading toward our room now. I guess it's late at night. We entered a room and the Alpha turned the lights on. As expected, the lights are warm. And the first thing that greeted my eyes was the white California king bed with a white round ni

A small black looking refrigerator with glass standing nearby while holding expensive bottles of wine as well as water and other necessary beverages. Shifting my focus from where the trolleys now stood, do I allow myself another quick glance around the room only to see a giant Alaskan King size bed. A bed of that caliber easily holding 8 or more people inside it while another wave of arousal hits. My insides now wondering what the five of us could do on it instead.

"You must have a big bed if four of you sleep on it." I heard Shasta groan when she hit a chute and got sent way back. Cedric was laughing with her. "The largest made; an Alaskan King, nine feet by nine feet. I can show it to you later if you're really interested." "All of you have sex together, the women too."

Berk said with his mouth wide open. Alyssa just stood looking around as if her eyes were searching for something, then she moved towards Norma Elspeth's bed and laid on it. "Yes it is, and gosh this bed is so soft I could stay here forever," Alyssa said lying down on the bed and deeply inhaled on the fragrance from the pillow. "Alyssa your mother's room is so beautiful how come yours looks like a bunk?" Berk asked looking at Alyssa. "Well, I can't say," Alyssa said keeping a sad face.

Her mate was sleeping on the expensive bed which was made of gold and silver. The bed was big enough to fit three to four grown individuals.Alessandra closed her eyes and a single tear dropped from her eyes. Ace was sleeping on the bed with an innocent face as if there was nothing to worry about. From his chest downwards he was covered with white sheets. "Ace..."She called with a weak voice and walked to the bed. She sat on the wooden designed chair which was placed beside the bed. Ales placed her hand on top of her mate's and gave it a small squeeze.

ALISA’s POV I awake to find that it’s still dark. How long did I sleep? I do not know. I stretch out beneath a thick warm quilt, feeling the feathery soft fabric underneath and I blink, rubbing my eyes. This isn’t the sofa. A gaze around the room tells me that I am in Ryder’s bedroom and lying on his huge king-sized bed. His room is massive and airy with shades of grey and white though I cannot quite make out the colours right now. I had taken a peek into his room earlier this morning when he was out and was mesmerized by the sheer beauty of this room. But looking at it and sleeping in it are two totally different experiences.

"And this, darling, is our bedroom." "Wow," Ash replied as he walked around. He saw Alex place his bag down and follow him around the room. Ash sat down on the bed and sighed when he felt how soft and big it was. His bed back home was terrible and springy. When he got up, he walked around and saw there was a bathroom connected to the room, and when he walked in, his eyes widened. The shower was huge, and there was a separate bathtub that was also huge. There were two sinks and two closets.

It felt as if she had come home forever. Nicholas carried her luggage straight to his bedroom without even asking her. He didn’t need to after their confession earlier. Alyssa followed him into his room. Every time she came to his apartment, she always wanted to stay back, but this was the first time she would actually stay back and sleep there. She stared at the huge king-size bed with a pale blue bedspread. Furnished in a beautiful combination of pale blue, white, and beige, the room was quite spacious. There was a huge attached open balcony that opened to the sprawling lawns below. She could sit here and watch the New York skyline with Nicholas. There was a swing in one corner that made h

Irene “I counted them, Les. There are exactly fourteen pillows on this bed.” I sat cross-legged in the center of the enormous mattress, tossing one of the absurdly expensive silk throw pillows into the air before catching it again. The bed was so soft it barely felt real, more like sinking into a cloud engineered specifically for wealthy people with stress disorders. Across from me, Alessia lounged against the mountain of cushions with her bare feet tucked beneath her silk dress, a bowl of half-eaten truffle risotto balanced precariously on the nightstand beside her.