Help! My Beast Husband Pampers Me Too Much! Novels & Stories

“Roman thinks I’m whipped.” “Well, you are,” she teased, bumping her shoulder into mine. “Yeah, but I’m your whipped,” I whispered, pressing a kiss to her cheek. Her eyes softened, spoon pausing midair. “You're the best husband ever.” “And you,” I said, patting her baby bump, “are gonna be the most spoiled baby on the planet.” She beamed, resting her hand over mine. “With a dad like you? Definitely.”

About that. His wife, when discovering another case, burned his clothes that he liked so much, even though she always forgave him, Damon, he even refuses, to convince her husband for them to have a child, he tries to satisfy her with dogs, cats, filling the house, both were cute and fluffy.

He came out of the shower shortly after, with just a towel wrapped around his waist, I gulped down hard and tried not to stare. ‘You can stare if you want, I am your husband after all’ Aaron said, catching me off guard. ‘You wish’ I said as I stood up to leave. ‘Wait’ he called out, and I looked at his face, trying really hard not to stare at his abs. ‘I am sorry about the cafe, she kissed me, I was caught off guard, i used to date her’ he said and a hint of relief swirled through me. ‘And why would I care, like I said this isn’t a love marriage, you can do whatever you want’ I said, then the look in his eyes changed, an expression formed on his face, an expression i couldn’t read.

She had wronged her parents, she had wronged her baby and she wronged herself. Her baby, she probably won't get to be a mother in this lifetime as the man she wants to marry is bound to a wheelchair and rumor has it that he can't perform as a man would in bed. When Maureen heard what Nessa said she smile in delight "I've been waiting for you to make some desserts for me"

I suddenly feel insecure and feel ugly, but my husband knows my insecurity. "My babe is throwing a fit again. Why is my lovely wife frowning?" He whispered and hugged me from behind. Of course, he made me smile. Just a little cuddle and compliment from him changes my mood. He knows everything about me. He memorized my mood and attitude. We're both lying on the bed with him behind me, hugging me, caressing my big tummy. "I probably look like a pig right now." He chuckled and kissed my shoulder, "You are the most lovely pig I've ever seen."

my wolf didn't awake but another Beast awake inside me which gives me the ability to move swiftly around. In no time I was standing before Lycan, blocking his way out. I could feel my fangs coming out but it's different from my wolf. This happens just in a jiffy and it stopped all of a sudden. " I only ....hug your brother but never kiss him or go to bed with him " I informed my husband softly. Now exhaustion overwhelmed my body. I have been extremely scares today. I have been extremely drained out. The other Beast in me has drained out all my energy and so my eyes rolled back and I passed out on my husband.

Richard paused for a moment, staring at me with a mix of understanding and concern in his eyes. "Do you hate me because I'm not a wolf yet?" I questioned. Richard's expression softened as he reached out to gently touch my hand. "No, never," he replied sincerely. "Having a wolf is just one aspect of our connection, but it doesn't define our bond. I love you for who you are, not for whether or not you have found your wolf." Richard planted a gentle kiss on my forehead and whispered, "You are my mate, with or without a wolf."

It was the contraceptive my husband, Damien, insisted I take whenever he makes love to me and most of the time, I take these pills daily. Damien. My husband, my mate, my Alpha. The man the Moon Goddess herself had chosen for me. He was everything a woman could dream of; strong, protective, and devastatingly handsome. With his storm-gray eyes and jet-black hair, he commanded attention effortlessly. He had a way of making me feel cherished, adored even. Every time he looked at me, it was like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. I have spent two years with him in this marriage.

I shake the thought. I received a text from Ji-Ha. "Hey how about we go to a bar? ( ╹▽╹ )" "Hmmm, will your husband be ok?" "He will not be mad unless he doesn't know right. I'm kidding hahaha I already told him I will help you to find a boyfriend." "You are such a bad girl. Also, I don't need a boyfriend. I am fine on my own. And I have high standards of who I should date hehehe" I can't tell her because of her husband my taste for men is so exquisite.

Even the thought of his touch revolted me. He stilled, his hands falling to his side uselessly. “Yes, I am the beast you married,” he said, his voice strong and masculine, which surprised me a little. I thought he would sound monstrous instead of so—male. “What do you think is going to happen, dear husband?” I asked. My voice could cut glass. “You think I will be your dutiful little wife who is going to perform my womanly duties. Then we will have children, live happily ever after. Is that what you think?”