Queen Bed Extender Novels & Stories

The same could be seen with the sheets on the bed. A huge golden crown was painted above the bed's headboard, suggesting the master of the house was a princess. As Andrew climbed up the bed, he remarked, "To think, this is just her first birthday. I can only imagine what Kim will get on her eighteenth birthday." Kenzie chuckled and replied, "A kingdom perhaps. Haha. I don't know." She sighed and said, "Maybe this is just a phase." Looking earnestly at her husband, Kenzie suggested, "You know, she is the first granddaughter from both sides of our family. And she is the first female heir from your family. I think when our parents have more grandkids, they will realize they are spoiling Kimberl

If I had normal human sight, I probably wouldn’t of been able to see shit with the light being so dim. “Ugh ok. 5 things? One, oil lantern from the early 1900’s. Two, oak Dresser. Three, queen size bed. Four, oak nightstand. Five, fireplace.” “Ok, good. Now what doesn’t belong?” Koa asked. “What do you mean?” I asked still scanning the room. “Ok let’s move on, maybe it’ll help make sense. Name four things that you can feel.” Koa tells me. I can tell she knows something, but she wants me to figure it out on my own.

A dimly lit room with beige and gold baroque wallpaper pans wide. A customized, super king-size royal bedframe laid in the middle. Red velvet crystal-embellished headboard and matching foot chest highlight the silk beige bedsheets and fluffy pillows. Persian carpet in the end of bed and furniture to match the bed design scattered around the perimeter of the room. A wall height portrait of Queen Aira and King Epsilon hung against the wall backing the bed. French windows around the room reveal view of the whole kingdom and part of the sea.

I stand directly in front of him and look up so that I am staring directly into his eyes. I grab onto his balls which causes him to groan in pain and I stand on my toes so that my mouth is directly at his ear. "Listen up pretty boy and listen well. I am not someone you want to mess with. I am a Queen . You found me as an alpha and you will leave me as one. I am not any of the submissive little whores you've been with that listen to your every word and worship your dick like you're a God . I do what I want , whenever I want , and with whom I want. Do not think that you can come here and tell me what to do because you will get hurt in many ways , trust me I don't mind showing at all. Try tha

They're a little loose but still an upgrade from the heels I was wearing when I arrived. With another deep breath, I grasp the cool metal doorknob and turn. The bedroom, lit by one small night lamp, is large and Spartan. The Spanish tiled floor has colorful area rugs spread around. A simple white bedspread covers the four-poster bed. Mosquito netting tied to the posts gives the room an almost feminine quality. I squint into the shadows and notice King sitting at a small table in the corner. He's watching me so intensely goose bumps break out along my skin.

A soft humming can be heard vaguely from inside, slowly but surely growing closer. The world seems to freeze for a second as I lay my eyes on her. Her 5’7 frame appears from the doorway carrying a laundry basket full of clothes and she ends up using her voluptuous hips to open the door wider for her to pass through. Her chocolate brown hair is tumbling down in loose, wild curls to the end of her back where her perfectly round ass takes over. The green in her hazel eyes seem to sparkle as she’s humming some song happily to herself.

the maid said and I sighed, “Never mind.” Ana pushed the door wings open for me and I peaked to look, only for my jaw to drop. The room was huge, to the point that someone could play football in it. I stepped inside and my eyes fell on the queen-sized round bed that was placed on two-step circular black platforms. The walls were soft beige marble with light golden streaks that looked like sea foam. And the best part was the open space with a rounded balcony on the east guarded by glass doors that gave a full view of the forest outside.

The bedroom was wallpapered in a designy warm blue that reminded Everest of a calm sea in a feel-good fairy tale novel. To her pleasure, the queen-sized bed was four-poster and had curtains, a tester, and a colourful hand-woven quilt rug at the foot. It has always been a childhood fantasy of hers to sleep in a four-poster bed, like all those storybook princesses. She had laid the clean bed sheet and spread she had found folded on top of the bare bed and was delighted that the colours matched those in her fantasy.

I chuckled, shaking my head. “Beta, sir,” scowly responded to Cade “The erm… Luna was trying to leave her quarters. We were under strict orders to not allow her out of the room.” “That would be without an escort,” Cade corrected, and then turned to me. "And where did you plan ongoing at such an early start, love?” I looked down at my workout clothes and then back at Cade. “Clearly high tea with the queen. where do you think I’m going?” I said, rolling my eyes, and he chuckled.

Mrs. Rose entered the master bedroom, its grandeur reflecting the wealth and status of the Kendrick family. The room was enormous, with high ceilings and elegant crown moldings. Plush carpets cushioned her footsteps as she approached her husband, who was in the middle of changing. A large, king-sized bed with a canopy draped in luxurious fabrics dominated one side of the room. On the other side, a seating area with a chaise lounge and a coffee table overlooked the manicured gardens outside through floor-to-ceiling windows.