Cuento Para Dormir A Mi Novia Novels & Stories

“I closed them again! All right. You win.” “It’s just one night,” I say. “How’s this supposed to work?” he sighs, and I let him feel the love surging through me down our bond. I’m so grateful for a mate that indulges me in the little things like this. “You’ll just have to go sleep elsewhere,” I say, sighing and giving a little shrug I know he can’t see. “Bunk down with the boys.” “With them?” he says, appalled. “But they’re – they kick in their sleep –“

Not going to lie, there are worse places I could be. He looks up at me and smiles, lifting one of his hands to stroke my dark hair off my face. “Shall I tell you what I think?” he asks. I looked at him, confused. And he grins before continuing. “I have a feeling that my beautiful new mate woke up, feeling ever so sleepy, thanks to our somewhat hectic nighttime activities, shall we call them? For a little moment, she forgot where she was and thought she was still in her own comfy bed back in her cosy little bungalow. Then when I touched her, she freaked the hell out that somebody was in the room with her, or even worse, in the bed, and went to defend herself!”

(Euan’s P.O.V) That was the best night’s sleep I’ve ever had in my almost 20 years of life, and that had everything to do with having my mate in my arms. I was a little disappointed that she didn’t mark me last night but thinking back, I didn’t really give her access to my marking spot as I fucked her. A shiver rolls through my body, and goosebumps raise up on my skin, as I think about last night and the fact that we’re now a mated pair.

A rather unbidden image of a time when old age will keep us from doing just that invades my mind, but then growing old together with her doesn't scare me. We'll find a way, I'm sure of that. “Promise. Always.” I sweep her off her feet then and carry her upstairs, much to her delight, and we entertain ourselves with silly ideas of how and where we could keep up that 'daily fuck into oblivion' idea all over our new home until we fall asleep in each other's arms. Another 36 hours shift, and then it's Friday, and I can finally sleep. Sleep, sleep, sleep. And sleep is

Exhaustion greets me as well and soon I am falling asleep also, the scent of my mate surrounding me, making me feel whole, needed, loved. I can barely make out the last sentence from my mate as sleep greets me. “That’s my couch.”

"When I have this similar issue during my days as a young lad, my mom would read children's stories for me until I'm able to find my peace and sleep." "I can do that, sir." She said and walked up to him then collected the book from him politely. She then began to read the novel to him, he kept following the novel even after thirty minutes had passed, two hours passed before his eyes eventually close and before she knew it, his breath had become steady and he had gone asleep. She eventually stopped reading, a happy smile crawled up her lips and she couldn't help but feel great for being able to make him sleep. She leaned on his body for a while and even kissed his lips briefly. After a while,

I’m not throwing it all away because of some cold feet before the wedding myth. “Guess I’m happy that you want to marry me that badly…” Hayden said before he smiled innocently at me. “I’m going to sleep!” I declared before I turned my body the other way and shut my eyes tightly. If I just count to a thousand or some high number around that range, I’ll probably fall asleep sooner or later. In the end, I counted and lost count various times but I wasn’t any close to falling asleep. The bedroom was silent, and I couldn’t tell if Hayden had fallen asleep already or not. Carefully, I turned around to face him.

They have finally found their happiness. We all know had dinner together and retired to our quarters. For me, I can safely say that I had the most restful night for the first time ever. Sleeping in the same bed with my mate, engulfed in his arms, should be the best sleeping antidote in the whole universe. I slept like a baby. All this while, inhaling my most favorite scent of the soil after rain. I look at my mate who seems to be still in dreamland. I try to pry his hands off me but he clutches me even tighter and pouts. I giggle at how cute he looks when sleeping. However, I desperately need to use the bathroom. I then decide to give him a rude awakening. I open my mouth and scream so loud

I laid her on her back and drifted off to sleep and within what felt like two seconds, she woke up crying, demanding to be fed after midnight. At around 2 AM, I put her back in the crib and barely slept when I thought I had a vivid dream. I could feel Kian's arms wrap around me and feel his kisses on my head and neck. Too tired to open my eyes to see if it was really a dream, I snuggled up to his warmth and fell asleep. It felt like I could hear his thoughts, that he can't reveal my identity or about being his mate. Something about his dad and the rest was a blur.

I tucked her in and kissed her cheek. - Good night baby. Tomorrow will be the start of your new life. I will make sure you are happy. I got changed into some shorts and lay on the bed next to her, facing her. I stared at her face, probably looking like a freak but I did not care. I was happy I found my mate, my love and I will never let her go. She looks so peaceful, with no fears no tears. I slowly fell asleep dreaming of her. My mate, my love, my soul.