Sexy Bed Time Story Novels & Stories

With a sigh of surrender, she asked, “How exactly do you want me to help?” Sean’s voice was smooth and relaxed. “Tell me a story.” Charlotte gave him a look. “Seriously? A bedtime story? You’re a grown man.” Still, she pulled out her phone and started searching for one. Sean settled in and closed his eyes, his voice low and warm in her ear. “Your voice is nice. I don’t really care about the story. I just want to fall asleep listening to you.” “Alright,” Charlotte said, and began to read. Charlotte cleared her throat dramatically. “Okay, here’s one. Why did the scarecrow win an award?”

Then, I lay beside him once he was fully settled and comfortable. “Mommy, tell me a bedtime story,” “Now?” “Yes. It will help me sleep faster. Also, nobody has told me bedtime stories since you left…” ‘since I left to prison…’ I wanted to say it out loud but I didn’t. The tears I’d been holding accidentally fell out of my eye, and I sniffed discreetly. “Of course.” I cleared my throat and began. “Story, story, story time. There was a far, far away land, and a King ruled a nation known as Anthill, filled with so many people who called themselves Anthillians.”

The boys were too tired to put up their usual bedtime resistance, allowing themselves to be tucked into their beds with minimal fuss. "Story?" Ethan requested, his eyes already half-closed. "Short one," I promised, settling into the chair between their beds while Thomas leaned against the doorframe. I chose a familiar story about brave little mice going on adventures, my voice soft and soothing in the dim light of their room. By the time I reached the end, both boys were fast asleep, their breathing deep and even. Thomas and I tiptoed out of their room, leaving the door slightly ajar as always.

When I finally woke up it was dark outside, and I was naked and the memories of what we did kicked in, and I blushed and touched my neck to feel his mark and I it tingled and i smiled I can believe we actually had sex in the woods at noon and fell asleep thereafter, what if someone saw us and then thought of my father came to mind "damn it" we were supposed to leave today, I turned and saw my handsome mate, sleeping peacefully "Adam baby, wake up its already late"

I did, however, spritz a tiny bit of my perfume, not because of him, but I needed to smell like something other than defeat. “Bed time, baby.” I said to Leo as I approached him. "Would you read me a story?” He asked, rubbing his eyes as I sat back on the bed. "Story time it is, baby." I agreed. I picked up a small book about a brave little tugboat. "Once there was a boat who had to navigate a very big, very dark ocean..." I read to him, my voice a soothing hum, until his breathing deepened and his grip on my hand loosened. I leaned down and kissed his forehead, my heart breaking a little more. "I love you, my little general. Sleep tight."

she murmured. "Alright, sweetheart," I said softly. I followed her to her room and tucked her under the blanket. "Tell me a story," she said sleepily. I smiled and began, "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful and kind little princess who lived in a big mansion..." Before I could finish, she had already fallen asleep, her breathing soft and peaceful. "Goodnight, love," I whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her face. When I turned to leave, I saw Damian walking upstairs, holding a cup of coffee. My heart skipped. Quickly, I slipped into my room and shut the door, pressing my back against it as I exhaled heavily.

Now I just had to go home and tell my sexy mate about the plans. This time my mate and I could enjoy making plans and working together. This was going to be the best birthday surprise for the ages. I teleported back to my bedroom to find my treasure relaxing in bed with a book. He glanced up at me and grinned his sexy predator’s smile that I loved so much. He placed his book down on the nightstand and opened his arms. With his deep voice he quietly said,” Took you long enough Wench.” I laughed and fell into his arms kissing his face. I finally leaned back and said,” My darling treasure I have so much to tell you. We can play later.” Selwyn growled low but was still smiling.

After dinner we retired to the suite. The kids bathed in the enormous claw-foot tub—bubbles up to their chins. Lucian read them stories on the big bed. I sat in the armchair and watched. When they were asleep we slipped into the master bedroom. Closed the door. Lucian pulled me close. Kissed me slow—deep, deliberate, like he was memorizing every second. I kissed him back the same way. We undressed each other without hurry. Fell into the silk sheets.

My body was a weak and quivering mess by the time that we’ve had enough of each other. Reiner withdrew his cock slowly from my hole before laying on his back by my side on the bed. I turned to hug him, and he pillowed my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around me lovingly. I felt so well-loved, so exhausted, and so sleepy all of a sudden. However, when it seemed like sleep would take over me, I got so scared…

Bastien Selene’s silken voice is floating out of Lila’s bedroom in a steady stream, weaving fairy tales from thin air to carry our pup off to sleep. It’s already dark out, the winds of autumn ushering in the night earlier and earlier as we near the equinox, and confusing my young daughter’s internal clock to no end. Moving to lean in the doorway, I spy my mate stretched out on Lila’s twin bed, our pup snuggled beside her with heavy eyelids. Her little mouth stretches wide with frequent yawns and I know it won’t be long before she passes out completely.