Cuento Para Dormir A Mi Novia Novels & Stories

she asks, her eyes boring through my soul. And just how could I saw no to this pretty looking creature. I guess I have to go home after she is asleep then. I move over and sit close by to her. She looks at me with so much interest in her eyes. I take a deep breath. "Once upon a time..." Then I tell her one of the stories that my mother used to tell us when we were kids. By the time I was finished, she is almost sleepy. I tried to pull away but she held onto my hand tightly.

The air crackled with an irresistible energy, and I knew this would be a night to remember—a night of passion and profound connection. My wife, exhausted from our shared intimacy, succumbed to sleep. I carefully carried her back to the mansion, guided by the moonlight. Her weight was insignificant, and I cherished the sight of her peacefully slumbering in my arms. Our love had been consummated, and I couldn't help but hope that she found as much satisfaction in our union as I did. With a smirk, I reveled in the knowledge that I had given my all to our love.

I kissed her goodnight and much to my dismay, dragged myself to my room to sleep alone. I woke up to the sound of Cooper through the baby monitor. I sighed and glanced at the clock. It was 3am and I hadn’t slept much, haunted by dreams of Raine and missing her. I threw my blanket off and slipped on my pajama pants to head to find him. I realized once I made it to my door that the crying had stopped. I paused, confused. Then I continued on to his room that was next to mine. I gently pushed open the door and my heart melted. I saw my sweet mate curled up next to Cooper on his twin mattress on the floor. They were both sound asleep and looked so content.

Mom says. "Why tomorrow? Why not now?" I ask. "Your mother's right. It's really late, and you won't be able to find her if you're tired. Go to sleep, for the sake of getting her back," Dad says. I sigh, giving in. "Fine." They finally let me free, and I walk into my room. I fall face first on the bed, then roll over to her side. Her scent is stronger here... After what felt like a million years, I finally fall asleep, cuddling a pillow and pretending that it's my mate.

I could feel the tension building, and soon my pussy detonated with joy, my legs clamping hard over my hand as it sought to extended the pleasure just a moment longer. "Oh, Iryna, that was lovely." "For me as well. I am counting minutes until I can do that for real." "I'm kissing you, and holding you, and I will all through the night." "And I you, moya lyuba. I will dream of you. Goodnight." "Goodnight." The phone disconnected and I clutched a pillow to my chest, imagining it was my lover, and I slept. I texted Cindy the next morning. Me - We'll be there.

She shouted at the top of her lungs. Later at night. It's been awhile when the two of them decided to sleep. Still he couldn't sleep. He is now lying in the couch, his face facing her direction. Amazement showed in his eyes when he heard Candice snoring. The beautiful woman in his bed is a temptation. This is their first night of being married but Candice didn't bothered to give him what he wanted. Ah! He will sleep having a boner in between his legs.

she murmured. "Alright, sweetheart," I said softly. I followed her to her room and tucked her under the blanket. "Tell me a story," she said sleepily. I smiled and began, "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful and kind little princess who lived in a big mansion..." Before I could finish, she had already fallen asleep, her breathing soft and peaceful. "Goodnight, love," I whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her face. When I turned to leave, I saw Damian walking upstairs, holding a cup of coffee. My heart skipped. Quickly, I slipped into my room and shut the door, pressing my back against it as I exhaled heavily.

“We’ll be married in two months, though, and we’ll never go another night without each other. I’ll miss not being able to sleep with you at night, though. Two months is going to seem like a year.” After finishing two glasses of wine, brushing our teeth and changing into our nightclothes, we settled into bed. I face the wall and Layken curls up against me, hugging me tight with one arm as the other skims fingers through my hair. I turn my head, kissing him, then lay back down on the pillow and close my eyes. With him running his fingers through my hair, it doesn’t take me long to fall into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Time for a little payback. I quietly climbed onto his bed. Then stood next to him, "ΑΗΗΗΗΗΗΗHH" I screamed out next to his ear, making him jump and fall off his bed. He got up fast in a defensive stance. Hahaha I started laughing, "you should've seen your face my darling mate" I said while laughing hysterically. He then relaxed a little. "It's not funny, I could've hurt you, love," he said, climbing back into bed. He pulled me in his chest. "Damien, I think there's a ghost in my room. I need you to check it out." I whispered. "I don't care, let's stay here for tonight." He said, placing his chin above my head. I didn't complain. Feeling protected with my mate's arm securely wrapped around me

I placed a gentle kiss on her shoulder before inhaling her scent before whispering in her ear “Good night, my little mouse,” I chuckled as I heard her take a quick breath in, knowing right there that she recognised the name. Before relaxing back into me. Feeling content, and like the luckiest man in the world, I quickly fell asleep with my mate in my arms.