Sleeping Handsome Let's Mate Novels & Stories

I stared at him, an unexplainable sadness stirring within me. "Then, would you be willing to become my fated mate?" I asked. He froze, surprised by my sudden question. He fell silent. I knew then that he was hesitating, struggling. He only desired to keep me as a toy, but he wasn’t willing to pay the ultimate price. "What? Not willing?" I laughed, "Your ‘love’ is worthless after all." "James, stop insulting me with your hypocrisy." I said coldly, turning to leave. "Emily!" He called out urgently, "Don’t be so unreasonable! I’ve humbled myself; what more do you want?"

Damien We keep laying there in postcoital bliss until our breathing comes to normal. I thread my hands lazily through her hair and put it behind her ear. "You were so fantastic tonight, baby," I whisper into her ear and her face breaks into a smile. "And so were you," she replies and then turns her head so that she can look at me. I lean on my elbow and let her have a better look. She looks so damn sexy right now with her messed up hair and her gorgeous breasts are on display. My body stirs awake for another round.

Swaying on my feet, my body finally gave up on the fight of staying awake and I lost consciousness. ... I woke up with hands wrapped tightly around me. I followed the hand that led me to the most handsome face I have ever seen before. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep, almost like an angel. A wide smile spread across my lips as I stared at him like a creep. I couldn't believe that this fine specimen was all mine. It felt too good to be true, like a dream. But this was my life now. I had the perfect mate and we were madly in love with each other.

He yanked me up, allowing his soft lips to brush against mine as he tangled his free hand into my locks and pulled hard, "you don't think I know every feeling is heightened because of our marks. It must kill you every time I fuck a cunt that isn't yours." "Fuck you." His head dipped into the crook of my neck, teeth softly scrapping over his claim on me, "In time, patience," he murmured, warm breath teasingly dancing across my skin. A treacherous moan spilled out of me and my body ached for more of his touch. I couldn't help but wonder how he had such control. The mate bond had every bit of my body trembling with lustrous desire. We could both smell my arousal filling the room like a sweet pe

Before I could push off the men holding me down, I felt a needle at the back of my neck. These bastards dear to sedate me?! "Your majesty I'm sorry but we must prevent you from running a rampage here" I hear John say. "Mate.........." That sure does the trick to get my wolf under control. "John. The servant who cleaned my room, bring her to me at once" I order. I have finally found my mate and not even the heavens would take her from me

he insisted, pulling himself closer and wrapping a heavy, muscular arm around my waist, burying his face into the swell of my bare breasts. Goddess, he smelled heavenly. We lay in cozy silence while my fingers lazily combed through his thick, dark hair, but my mind was running a hundred miles an hour. What now? What was I supposed to do now that I’d actually found my mate? Would my father ever accept him? “Your heart is racing,” he mumbled, the deep rumble of his voice vibrating against my chest. “I'm sorry,” I whispered, forcing a slow breath to calm my pulse.

He might be handsome to some, but his character made it impossible for me to see him as anything other than ugly. His eyes were dark, like his soul probably is. ‘Mate.’ Snow said inside my head, but I refused to utter the words out loud. It can’t be him. No. He’s old. He has kids. A pack. He’s an asshole! He can’t be mine. It’s not right. “You’re my mate.” He said it so matter-of-factly, with no emotion in his words, what so ever. Except maybe some disappointment. I wish I would have acted like a grownup. Or that I would have had the guts to reject Asswood. But instead I ran.

"Being submissive is beautiful, but this, it's just unhealthy. I want a person who would make her own decisions, even if at the end of the day, it would still go my way. I enjoy the fight. I want to let you know clearly that this pack would have only one Luna and I would have only one mate, and that is Cara. The sooner you settle on this, the better for you, not that I care if you don't. And also, I want you to remember, there has never been anything between the both of us but sex. I fucked you and you liked it, but that does not mean we have a past. I never loved you- I made sure you know that. You were satisfied with just sex."

Lord Loc tossed and turned in his sleep, as images of a beautiful lady haunted his dreams. She was standing alone in a garden of roses, her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. She wore a white dress that contrasted with the red petals around her. Her blue eyes sparkled like sapphires, and her lips were curved in a gentle smile. She was the most stunning woman he had ever seen, and he felt a strange pull towards her. He found himself walking up to her, as if drawn by a magnet. She looked worried, as if she was expecting someone or something. But as soon as she saw him, her face lit up with joy and relief. She ran towards him and threw her arms around his neck.

“You’re my mate, Lily. I find you extremely attractive and I have your body pressed against mine. My body will respond, but I won’t act on it. Not until the time is right.” I settle in, feeling the tingles of the mate bond, the warmth of my mate wrapped around me and I fall into a deeper sleep than I can ever remember having.