Sleeping Handsome Let's Mate Novels & Stories

I just hope she was prepared, as I figured only one sex can't save her, maybe two or three, maybe four rounds might. “We are not done yet, my sexy demoness. Daddy wants to go another round”. Bringing my lips close to her sleeping face, I whispered in her ears. I watched her stir in her sleep, mouthing inaudible words, but I took it as a yes. I smiled, an evil smile creeping in my face. At this moment, nothing matters again in the world, but my sleeping beauty in my front, she was my mate. “my mate, that was clearly meant for me”.

He teases me waiting for it to happen. Suddenly, I TURN! My fangs glisten as I grab him forcing him down onto me, my growls match his own. We mate in a frenzy of animalistic desires, I turn over to all fours, and he mounts me.. his cock pushing into my wet warm pussy as he stretches me to my limits. after an hour of mating, we are exhausted and dripping wet with sweat. we lay cuddled in each other's arms. 'The Mating' completed. His cock is still buried deep inside of me As we drift off to sleep. The whole kingdom knows that we have mated and now I am his forever..

Never in a million years, I thought, I would be bewitched by a brutally injured naked guy who was a wolf just a few minutes ago but here we are! ‘Wait! Naked! And under me???’ my eyes were already turning in saucers when I heard him whisper. “MATE!” he said. His voice was low and weak but I could hear it. “What Mate?” I asked confusedly. “You are mine! You are my mate!” He replied, again with a weak voice. “Excuse me! Who the hell are you to claim me yours, Mister Handsome Naked guy?” I replied with a raised eyebrow all the fear was gone like a passing wind.

Fuck. I swallow hard. My gaze travels lower, where the tight boxer briefs accentuate his lean waist and the powerful, firm curve of his glutes. The sheets are a messy heap around one muscular thigh, exposing the long, sturdy line of his leg. Even in sleep, Alex looks like a predator momentarily at rest. I feel my heart hammering against my ribs. The realization that this man—this perfect, powerful, protective creature—is MY mate makes my very soul ache. And that’s when he awakes.

“What have gotten over you? Yes, Dennis is the fourth generation but that doesn’t change the fact that he is your Mate!” “He can never be my mate. I will never accept him as my mate. I deserve a strong man, a man worthy enough to be seen with me, not some riffraff. And to think that that little weak thing has to climb into his bed, ugh,” she groaned, her eyes shining blood red as her fangs elongated. “How dare she?” Martha frowned, calming down when she realized that her daughter was angry over something else. “She? Has the prince found his mate?”

"This life. Whatever blood-oath you think you owe me. Pay it off with the next Blood Moon cycle." I didn't move. "We'll see who owes who." He let out a soft laugh with something warm in it. The sound traveled through where his forehead touched mine, and the cut on the back of my neck where the old mate mark had been severed stopped burning for the first time. ***** The night before the Mating ceremony, Daphne was rummaging through every closet. She laid out the ceremonial gown over and over, fussing for half the night. I had my eyes closed. "Daphne. Sleep." She made an agreeable sound, and was quiet for a second. Then I heard her go through another drawer.

" Oh, baby, you're so good," he said, turning me on even more when he called me baby. We spent the night mating. We only rested for a few hours the whole night. Aerys Fuck she was too hot. How could anyone be this hot? The way she rode me was outlandish. Fuck, what good did I do in my past life to deserve such a goddess? She was finally sleeping, and I watched her sleep with a dumb smile on my lips. I kissed her lips again, embraced her, and closed my eyes. I fell into a dreamless slumber, covered in my mate's scent.

"Fine. Let's become mates." ***

Chapter Title: “The Morning After” "I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything more beautiful," Asher murmured, his voice thick with sleep and awe. Elena stirred slightly beside him, still tucked into the warm cocoon of blankets, her face half-hidden against his chest. “You’re staring,” she whispered, voice raspy and adorably accusing. “I’ve earned the right,” he replied softly, brushing a thumb along her cheekbone. “You’re my mate.” Her eyes fluttered open, pupils still lazy from sleep. “You’re such a sap in the morning.”

I especially love all of us sleeping in my nest ,I say, feeling all giddy . Thank you for accepting me, little mate. I know it must be scary, my little love, but everything will be fine. Trust in your mates, Jade, we will keep you safe . Matais tells me snaking an arm around my waist I learned my head back on his chest ,his other hand is rubbing my thigh getting closer to where I want him to touch me, his fingers are flexing and tightening his thumb rubbing the side of my waist sent shivers down my spine I lightly moan and I feel him behind me I can feel him start to harden so I did what any horny teenager would I pressed my ass up against him hardening bulge in his pants it feels good betwe