Poppy Playtime Chapter 3 Deep Sleep Novels & Stories

I opened the message and ignored this recent one to read the previous. Message 1: [Good morning sweetheart, hope you slept well?, I'm off to see the director I told you about, make sure you go to work early, see you when I get back. love you.] message 2: [Talking to you just gave me a hard on, you're so cooked when I return. I'll make sure to give you orgasm five times in a row, tell your pussy to get ready for daddy.] “Naughty boy.” I said smiling as I tossed the phone on the bed.

He whimpers, his brows creased together. Taking a seat on the bed, "Dorme ogni bimbo di questo mondo, Sogna di fare un bel girotondo, Insieme a tutti gli animaletti, Il più bel sogno farà" I run my hand softly through his hair while humming one of my favorite lullabies, and his face begins to lighten up. I continued to hum at least for another five minutes before getting to my feet, picking up the tray of snacks, and making my way out of the room and downstairs.

Emmie pulled herself from a deep slumber. It took a lot of strength just to peel her eyes open. Exhaustion had taken its toll on her last night, and she felt as if she’d been running for three days straight. Her eyelids were heavy, and her head throbbed, yet at the same time, exhilaration blossomed in her chest. Her mother wasn’t dead after all, and the thought of finding her lifted Emmie’s spirits. Finally, they could be a family again! Perhaps then her father would cease this inane idea of trying to protect Napoleon.

I called in a breath. Hands held in hers, we made our way out the front yard, away from Jan and the guards, and back into the motel quarters. The warmth was what struck us upon entry into the room. That warmth which had Nia sighing, and going into the dressing to pull off her clothes. Meanwhile I had crashed onto the bed, eyes fixed on the ceilings, while her voice fell into my ears. “Isn’t it wonderful, how talented the kids are?” She called from the inner room.

Poppy took her sweet time before she came back to the bathroom, she walked to the cubicle and saw that the one Vivian was in was empty. She smiled to herself "Good girl, now you will be dead in the next hour. I have finally won and you will be sleeping with the fishes at the bottom of the sea. Better luck next time when you are reborn”

I sit up, wiping the sleep out of my eyes but Loki and Finn are still asleep: it’s Mia’s bed that’s empty. I get up quietly and walk to the kitchen, stopping when I hear her softly singing to herself, “Lay, lay, lay down, sweet baby. Everything’s going to be okay. Lay, lay down sweet baby, you are safe and, on your way,” she sings softly and my jaw drops. This is a song that was sung by Audra in the pack nursery often. But how does Mia know it? Is she lying to us?

Whatever Poppy was saying entered one ear and went out the other. I was zoned out, spoon in hand, staring at a pot of water until I couldn’t see anything anymore. “Dahlia, Dahlia — are you okay?” Poppy’s voice snapped me back. I blinked, embarrassed, realizing I’d blanked out again. It hadn’t been the first time since last night. I hadn’t slept properly and my body was still shaking from the memory of what had happened last night, from what he’d done.

And I already knew that I was going to have the time of my life. With that thought, I lulled myself to sleep. _---------_----------_------ That's chapter 1. Please tell me what you think. The Garbas will soon make an entrance don't worry. Plea Vote on this chapter, Comment and Share. All my love😘

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They're just fine. I must have fallen asleep because when I do wake up, it's still nighttime, and there's a commotion outside the bedroom door. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I sat up. Poppy's head jerked up, her tiny ears perking at the sound. "You think that's Daddy, Poppy?" I asked quietly.