Bedtime Romance Stories Novels & Stories

Then he fucked me again, slow and deep at first, then harder, the daybed creaking beneath us as the sun began to set. We continued for hours. He took me on the terrace overlooking the ocean, against the glass walls of the villa, in the outdoor shower, and finally in the massive master bed as the stars came out. Each round was intense, passionate, and addictive. By midnight, I was a wrecked, cum-soaked mess. My body was covered in hickeys and handprints. My pussy was swollen and overflowing with multiple loads of his cum. Damien pulled me into his arms on the bed, kissing me deeply as the waves crashed below.

WARNING: Dark Romance, Dubious Consent (Drugging/Somnophilia), Supernatural/Beast Content, Choking, Spanking, Breeding, Marking/Biting, Strong Language, Graphic Sexual Content, Creampies, All Holes Used. The sun finally dipped below the jagged horizon of the Blackwood Range, and with it, the human mask I wore during the day began to itch. I sat across from her in our small, cozy cottage-the domestic lie we lived. To her, I was Thorne, the quiet woodsman who had rescued her from the city's chaos. She didn't see the shadow that lived behind my eyes, nor did she feel the way my marrow burned with a hunger that only her blood and her sex could sate.

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me. Luna Brillante considers her the most important person in this life, always treats her well, he never lets her get hurt in anything. At first, I also intended to arrange for them to fall in love, arrange for them to become husband and wife, but the biggest secret about them was buried with their eccentric father and mother. "If they already consider each other as blood relatives, it is understandable that the love story is not mentioned." The Fire God León de Fuego thought he couldn't have come up with a better solution. "That's right, so I don't dare to risk arranging love and marriage for them. After they grew up, they became less close than before. Luna Brillante rarely comes home, j

As we walked hand in hand, the fading sun painted the sky with vibrant hues, mirroring the love that radiated between us. Back at home, we gathered once again, this time under the comfort of our shared space. The day had been filled with adventure and laughter, but it was in the quiet moments like these that the depth of our love truly blossomed. As the night unfolded, we curled up together, our bodies entwined, and whispered promises of a future filled with love, support, and unwavering devotion. In the gentle embrace of the night, we drifted off to sleep, hearts intertwined, dreams intermingling. And as I closed my eyes, I knew that tomorrow would bring another day of endless possibilities

Inviting me to watch a movie together in the living room while waiting for the cake batter to rest for an hour or two. We chose a romance movie filled with conflict. It's not a bad thing to watch in the middle of the night either. I sat in Axe's arms and leaned against his broad chest. I felt occasional strokes on my stomach and light kisses in the hollow of my neck-things that made me feel sleepy and eventually fell asleep.

Victor leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear as he spoke. “You know what’s going to happen now, little girl?” He grabbed my wrist and forced my fingers even deeper inside me. “We’re not letting you leave this room until both of us have pumped your tight little holes full of cum. You’re getting bred tonight — by both of us.” Damien pinched my nipple hard, making me cry out. “And we’re not pulling out. Not even once. Don’t you want that baby?” Victor smirked as he started unbuckling his belt, his thick cock straining against his pants.

She leaned down and sucked one of Belle's nipples into her mouth, biting just hard enough to make Belle gasp and squirm under her. Then she moved to me, doing the same, sucking hard on my nipple while her fingers pinched Belle's other nipple. Her fingers reached for the nightstand candle that had been lit in the room before her arrival and held it above Belle's chest, tilting it till hot wax dripped on Belle's breasts. "Ahh, yes", Belle whimpered softly, arching her back against the bed. With a smirk, she did the same to me, letting the wax land just above my hard nipples, the stinging heat blooming into pleasure as the wax cooled and hardened.

"Serena, can you not talk to me like you're interrogating a suspect?" I laughed. "Occupational hazard. Can't help it." He set the phone aside and walked over to hug me. I stepped back half a pace, and his hand froze in midair. "Her name is Vivian Hayes. She was in a car accident a while back. She has nightmares every night." "So?" "So I've just been helping out." "Helping out by reading to her every night?" Adrian's expression darkened. "It's not every night." I said nothing. He looked away.

He was giving her the fruits of my hard work like a toy meant to soothe her tantrums. He did not even notice how upset I was, kissing my forehead softly. “Your birthday’s the day after tomorrow, and I already prepared a surprise for you. You’ve been looking rather pale lately, so I asked the butler to fill the room with gardenias. You love the smell of flowers, don’t you?” I did love the smell of flowers… except that of gardenias. One summer night after our wedding, a neighbor’s child ran to me with a bouquet of fresh gardenias and stuffed them into my arms with a giggle.