California King Bed Lyrics Novels & Stories

Roseline felt herself debilitating as soon as the King left. No; this had got to be a dream - a terrible dream. "Tonight, you'll be in my bed" his words replayed in her head. She was going to be in his bed? Was he talking about sex? She was going to have sex with him? Oh God! No. She couldn't do it. She wasn't ready. She couldn't do it. She was too shocked to even speak or move as she just breathed heavily, trying to digest his words.

Aiden is still their Alpha. “Did the king command you to say that?” Eric shakes his head. “The king’s decree was that we serve the Luna alone. We’re absolved of following orders from anyone else, including the King. Our loyalty is to you and only you.” “Thank you, Eric. Everyone. It’s really good to see you all. I’d love to go out and train actually, if you can give me a few minutes.” I need to change into something more suitable for exercising. “Of course,” Eric agrees immediately.

A single chandelier hung from the ceiling, swaying gently with the movement of the boat. Roman gave me a slight nudge and I trudged into the room, feeling oddly small in the space. But the bed called out to me and I couldn’t even hold back from slipping under the covers. The moment I did that, warmth enveloped me and I let out a quiet sigh of relief. This was the second time in my life I would be sleeping on a large bed. It felt too good to be true… too good. When the bed didn’t dip, I realized the King wasn’t joining me. So I glanced back at him and saw he was still standing in the doorway. His broad shoulders filled the frame and his sharp gaze was fixed on me with an intensity that sent s

I lay on the bed, naked and ready with want. “What are you waiting for? Eat me out like I'm a meal, Mr. King.”

“Sleep, little mate. You are safe behind these locked doors.” As unconsciousness tugged Kai under, he felt the invisible threads of the bond tightening, drawing their fates closer. Power, desire, and resistance swirled between them in the quiet chamber, promising many more battles before any true surrender. The night stretched long, filled with the king’s steady watch and the omega’s restless dreams of strong hands and golden eyes that refused to let him go.

I swing my legs off the bed and slide off and stagger, but the King catches me and I take in his scent "you smell good" "so do you" "so do I what?" I look up at him "you said I smell good" "I said that out loud? “he chuckles "indeed you did" he looks down at me still holding me and I swallow as I once again feel that electricity pulling me into this man "uhm, c-can you let go please, I need to go and check on Beau"

Probably his mother. Or perhaps.. the little boy inside him who had been abandoned long before he became the Campus King. Minutes later...He slowly loosened his arms ,Still asleep. Nyra gently guided him back toward their room. He obeyed without resistance, as she tucked the blanket over him, she whispered softly, "You carry too much alone, Lazy Jerk." He never heard her. ****** Morning arrived with the smell of freshly baked bread Nyra yawned as she rubbed sleep from her eyes. Kaizen looked unusually refreshed. She narrowed her eyes.

And there was no relief. “King...” His name whispered past her lips, that sleepy little plea, the throb of hunger he heard in her voice aroused him even more. And her silken hand moving over his stomach, caressing, raking her short nails over his flash sending agonizing bursts of pleasure through his member, was slowly but surely, killing him. ‘Steady, King… She’s asleep, man… Let her be…’

"I will, I'll stay like this all night if you want me to, I just can't believe how much there is... I'm literally overflowing." "That’s because you’ve been starved for a real man, and now you’ve been properly fed, but don't think you're done yet because I'm just getting started with you." "I'm not going anywhere, I'm yours now, King." "Good, because I’m just going to keep you here until you’re carrying my baby." "Yes, please, I want that more than anything, I want everyone to know I’ve been blacked by the king." "They’ll know, Bambi, once you’re walking around with that big belly of mine, everyone at the hospital will know exactly what you’ve been up to in my bedroom."

Rome snapped. “It’s because I know what you’re going to do,” the King continued far too calmly. “Sleep in the same room, son. I won’t mind a grandchild before the wedding.” I nearly choked on air. Rome didn’t say anything for a second. I could practically see the vein in his forehead about to burst. He ended the call abruptly, the silence consuming us right after. “I’m sleeping on the bed,” he said flatly. My eyes widened even more. “Excuse me?”