His Bed Warmer Wife Novels & Stories

She walked up to a table and took a seat beside a couple in their late fifties. “I haven't seen Mr Sullivan around,” His wife said while looking around. “Richard Sullivan?” The wife nodded. “Yes, he'll be given a speech but why isn't he around yet?” “Probably he's in any of the rooms upstairs. I want to use the restroom, I'll be right back.” The husband said and pecked his wife's cheek before heading to the restroom.

After Ramona and I made it official, life became something I'd only ever dreamed about. Every evening, I'd come home to a hot meal prepared by my wife—delicious, comforting, made with love. When my shoulders ached from long days, she'd massage them without complaint. And in the bedroom? She matched my energy perfectly. Whatever position I wanted, she delivered. Being with her made me feel stronger, more alive. That energy bled into my work. I was sharper, more focused. My income tripled in no time.

They are a family, but she can’t be Nikolai’s wife. Nikolai gets something from his drawer and gives it to her. It was only then that she noticed that Nikolai had been wearing a gold ring on his finger. “We’re a complete family, Belle. We’re married. That means you’re still my wife.” He said, giving Belle back her wedding ring.

"They've been married for five years, but he's still a virgin. Who would be willing to marry him? Those who don't know any better probably think that he has some sort of disgusting disease." I pathetically sank to my knees and numbly listened to their insults. I no longer had the heart to care about the promises of forever that Wanda and I had once made to each other. Just as I prepared to leave, the chilling sound of a beep resounded in my ears. Mason stood a short distance away in a secluded corner. He was holding the remote, waving it at me. The fine hair on my neck stood on end as I watched the numbers rapidly count down. I mustered all the strength I had left to scramble to my feet and

Oh, so she was blasting off silently on me through her eyes because of how angrily I had forced her to quit her last night work and come with me to my mansion! But for a fucking professor would she be enraged with her husband, huh? “Aha…” I groaned quietly before shooting a glance down at my body. My dick was at its hardest. Earlier, I increased the temperature in the air conditioning just because I was a little worried about my wife catching a cold. But when she didn't care about her husband but her fucking professor, why should I care for her? Zara was startled to see how I altered the temperature of the bedroom to the lowest. She curled her toes out of the cold!

Boy, he was wrong. Being pampered all throughout his life, SJ decided to sleep on the bed beside his wife since the bed in the other room is not yet made up, gauging it to be wide enough for them not to touch each other. He looked at his sleeping wife, assuming, that Paige had given her a high dosage that she didn’t even stir when he pulled the covers aside.

A few moments later, A husband and wife were seen just getting out of the elevator. The blonde-haired woman was holding back the heat that had been whacking her earlier, so she was unable to say anything else. Meanwhile, a man held the fingers of his spouse's right hand and that handsome guy was really worried. "We would better go to the doctor, Abby. There is no way you suddenly feel hot if there is no reason behind that." A well-built man looks worried about the state of his spouse. However, that girl did not heed what the other person said and chose to remain silent.

Her husband was shocked to see his wife smiling at him. He looked at her in a daze and replied, "Good morning my wife, I slept well. Thank you. Did you sleep well?" Elizabeth indicated that she didn't sleep well because her husband was not in their bedroom. Her husband couldn't believe his ears and replied, "My wife has told me several times that I am suffocating her. Hence, I moved out of our bedroom. Also, she asked me not to touch her ever again. I am scared that if I stayed in our bedroom, I will be tempted to touch her and make her pregnant again."

"Wifey, staying up late is bad for your skin." "Hmm?" She turned to stare at him and her face instantly reddened. "Why... Why are you staring at me like that?" She suddenly felt that her voice was very loud, so she quickly drop her voice up at the last part of the sentence, afraid that her parents would overheard her. "We're husband and wife." Jate put on a pitiful expression. "The bed is much warmer. I've already warm the bed for you, so quickly go to bed!" Bam! Bam!

But as soon as he hugged her, he would start wanting more. Even at that moment, Jared could feel a burning sensation in his lower abdomen. "Forget it. I'm heading out." He just could not bear to think about it anymore. He needed to give Nicole the rest she needed that night. Nicole noted the pitiful look on his face and issued a sigh in resignation. "We're married now. Don't you think it's weird for a normal married couple to sleep separately?" Jared stopped in his tracks and turned toward her. "What's your plan?"