His Robe For Mine Novels & Stories

Thank you my lord I said with excitement. I released my hands to close my spiritual eyes’ stood up and felt so strong within my body. I put the attire on and it was like they took my measurement before the robe was sow for me. I heard the vibration of the astral mirror I checked and it was red this robe is holy keep it holy and it will give you inexhaustible energy power any time you are on the battlefield. Thank you my lord I have to head you. I felt tired and weak so I slept.

He asked and ruffled his hair, making the water from it touch my face. “What do you want?” “Robe to cover my nakedness, unless you want me to sleep naked next to you… You might not like the consequences of that.” He said indifferently making my cheeks flush. I walked into my very messy closet, few dresses were on the floor which I was too lazy to clean up. I had three colors of my hello kitty robes, the bubble gum pink, the peach and then the black one which I never wore. I picked the black robe and went back into the room, Cassius was still standing by the bathroom door, observing my room while waiting for me.

“They will adore you and rejoice at news of my twin.” “Alright, my sweet. But you must get dressed, first. Where are your clothes?” He asks with a cute expression. “My robe is all I wore here. It is being held by a dryad and I shall retrieve it,” I reply, gingerly climbing out of his arms, cautious about how my swollen pole moves, so as not to stab him with it.

my free hand unconsciously went down to smoothen the wrinkles part of my Robe. "Nothing underneath?" Oh, shoot! Should I have stayed bare? "Just my panties" "Oh, your breasts are bare?" Of course, my breast is bare. Who wears a bra inside a robe…. I shot him my reply. "Clean and bare" "Send me a picture" Wait….what? A picture of what? "A picture of what?" "Your tits. You said they were clean and bare"

This is awkward. The room she shows me is beautiful—and wrong. It’s way too big, way too spotless. My suitcase sits on the edge of a bed that looks like it’s never been slept in. There’s a robe folded neatly at the foot—ivory silk, with ERIS MELROSE stitched on the collar. The breath leaves me almost instantly. Holy cow. I have a custom robe. It smells like his cologne. Annette adjusts the robe as if she’s showing off a prize. “Sir Dante had this prepared.”

He’s in a hall, waiting for me with a few people. I looked at him, and he smiled. “Come and look at your wedding dress,” he said. I went to see it, it’s fantastic. A gold embroidered red robe. There were also jewels and other accessories needed to style it. I stared at it for a long moment. “Do you like it?” “Yes,” I nodded. “Good,” “What are you going to wear?” I ask him. “The white robe here,” he pointed to the other table. It is a gold and pearl embroidered white robe.

I hated that I wanted to break all of them. After we were clean, I handed him one of my silk robes—a deep navy embroidered with silver patterns that shimmered when he moved. "I can’t wear this," he said, running his hand over the collar. "You can. You will. Unless you want to go back out there in yesterday's clothes and invite the court's whispers." He rolled his eyes but slipped into it. It swallowed him whole. Too long, too fine. But Kael wearing my clothes? That was a dangerous image to keep in my mind.

With renewed determination, Ashier got up from his bed and prepare for the pack meeting, determined to figure out the identity of his mate and the reason for her danger. Ashier walked towards his wardrobe and opened the doors, revealing an array of fine clothing. He took out his royal robes. The robes were a deep shade of maroon, trimmed with gold embroidery that depicted the symbol of his pack. The robes were made of the finest silk, which felt soft and smooth against his skin. The robe was long and flowed elegantly as he walked. The robe was also embellished with intricate beading around the edges, giving it a regal appearance.

I sighed and slumped against the wall panting. I really should have waited for Jack. We'd planned on doing pretty much nothing but fucking from tonight until Monday morning, but with the way my mind was running, I had to take the edge off. Stepping back under the water I rinsed off and after getting out and drying off, slipped on Jack's favorite short red satin robe. The robe barely went past the cheeks of my ass and showed my long legs off quite well. I'd wear it for a little while once Jack finally got his ass home. Then when he slipped it off me I would be naked for the next two days.

She hesitated before collecting the robe from me, briefly glancing at it before her eyes rested on mine. “But this is your robe. You want me to wear it?” “Of course,” I shrugged. “That’s why I gave it to you. Your clothes are filled with blood and dirt, so you need to change into something fresh,” “I really don’t have much of a choice. Anyway, thank you,”