Sloth Blanket Novels & Stories

"Please turn the lamp off, Maximilian. You do not want to see my stomach under this bright light," I whispered, pulling the heavy blanket over my chest. "I am never turning the lamps off again, Alexandra," Maximilian replied. He gently pulled the blanket out of my hands and tossed it aside. "Your ex-boyfriend was a blind fool. I want to look at every single inch of you. I am absolutely obsessed with your full hips, your thick thighs, and your soft stomach." For two years, data intern Alexandra Petrov believed her boyfriend turned the bedroom lights off because he was traditional. On the night of their second anniversary, she discovers the devastating truth. She finds him fully naked in their brightly lit apartment with her painfully thin older sister. He explicitly confesses that he only demands darkness because he is completely disgusted by Alexandra's heavy, curvy body. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alexandra runs into the freezing Chicago rain and directly crosses paths with Maximilian Volkov. He is the ruthless billionaire CEO of Volkov Industries, and he is secretly her ultimate boss. Maximilian is instantly captivated by her gorgeous face and her plump figure. He moves her into his highly secure penthouse and establishes a strict physical rule. There will be absolutely no hiding in his home. Maximilian will use his massive wealth to ruin the people who destroyed her self-esteem, and he will spend every single night worshipping her beautiful curves with all the bedroom lamps blazing brightly.

Late at night, my husband came home with a young model. "So, you are the washed-up wife that Mr. Dawson keeps at home?" The girl looked at me with a mocking smile and said. Jay Dawson, my husband, reeking of alcohol, glanced between us with interest. He then hugged the young girl and led her into the bedroom. I sat alone on the living room couch, wrapped in a blanket, and listened to their shameless noises all night. I endured it for two years. Our agreement had finally ended this year, and so had my love for Ethan. I walked away. But Ethan chased after me like a madman.

Amelia had never expected to have such a tragic life. In the second year of her marriage, she was drugged to vegetable status. She could not move, speak, eat, or go to the bathroom on her own, but could hear and feel and see how her husband betrayed and humiliated her. In the big, fancy wedding room of her and her husband, Amelia was placed in a cold wheelchair with a thin blanket covering her legs. In front of her was an extravagant canopy bed which was picked up by her mother as the dowry. But now there lay another woman, laughing and tangling with her own husband, Ian.

This holiday collection is pure, uncut sin under the mistletoe. Step-siblings tangled in tinsel and sweat. Best friends betraying vows on the Christmas rug. Stranded guests double-stuffed by the hosts. Secret Santas delivering creampies instead of gifts. No safe words. No condoms. Just raw, bed-breaking, screaming-orgasm holiday hookups.🔥 Kinks include: daddy kink, age-gap, cheating, Double Penetration, squirting on the Christmas tree, caught masturbating, and marital-bed breeding while the spouse sleeps downstairs. If Christmas makes you wet for the wrong reasons—this blizzard will drown you in it. Strictly 18+.🔞🔞🔞 Grab a blanket… you’ll need it to hide the stains.🔥🔥

A woman is taught to be invisible, not to raise her head too high lest she hits her husband's jaw. Dusk descends and Kamsi's orientation is changed. The thought and hope of giving life to a new being could change anyone. Kamsi, a woman in love, realizes that even love is not enough; The institution of marriage needs a lot more. Her story is just one voice amongst other women who are married to loving, overprotective and dominating men. It had been easy to believe one could get a blanket when cold hit but what about a time when the heart turns cold? How warm could love be at dusk?

Kenneth Parker, my childhood friend—and the person I've secretly had a crush on—isn't into men. In the end, I find myself wandering into one of those shops out of sheer loneliness and buying myself a toy. That night, just as I'm about to follow the instructions to use it, someone suddenly opens the bedroom door. Kenneth stands in the doorway, his face frozen in complete and utter shock as he stares at me. Blushing furiously, I try to pull the blanket and cover myself, but Kenneth rushes in and takes the toy from my hand. He says, "It's alright, Xavier. I'll show you how to use it."

Billionaire CEO Damien Voss hasn’t slept peacefully in three years — not since the car accident that broke him. When his assistant drapes a forgotten lavender-and-strawberry scented blanket over him, Damien finally finds rest… until the precious scent is washed away forever. Desperate and unraveling, he turns to the blanket’s owner: Liora Kane, his assistant’s younger sister. With a single threat her brother’s job or her compliance Damien forces Liora into a contract: eight hours per night in his bed, nothing more. Her days remain her own. Six months only. He tells himself he is being reasonable. He only needs her scent to sleep. Nothing else. But Damien Voss was once the city’s most sought-after bachelor tall, devastatingly handsome, and powerfully built. Even after the accident, his striking looks and commanding presence remain. And though he has never been with a woman, he quickly learns how to use every inch of his body to seduce the innocent woman lying beside him. Night after night, Liora lies stiff beside the domineering CEO as he buries his face in her neck, inhaling her like a drug. What begins as clinical necessity slowly turns carnal. His touches grow bolder. His hips start to rock against her in the dark. He rubs himself against her thigh or stomach until he shudders and spills in his boxers, whispering filthy praises against her skin while she fights the unwanted heat building inside her. The contract promised safety. It promised only eight hours and nothing sexual unless she consents. Yet Damien’s obsession deepens with every shared breath. Jealousy ignites. Possession takes hold. And Liora finds herself dangerously seduced by the broken, beautiful man who needs her more than air a man willing to break every rule to make her crave him.

On the bed in a train's compartment, I find myself getting pinned beneath my best friend's boyfriend, Gaston Walters. Our bodies are firmly glued to each other. I don't have any strength left in me, so I can only let Gaston do whatever he wants to me. Soon, I feel him turning me on. My husband, Stevie Murray's loud snores drift from the bunk bed above our heads. That's when Gaston slowly slides his hand beneath my blanket before hiking my nightgown upward. "Wow, you're so wet…"

Note this book is a two in one book of both werewolf Romance and billionaire romance. From chapter 23 ends the werewolf Romance and jumps into the billionaire romance. I promise that you would love the billionaire romance well " I reject you, Alpha Simon," I pulled out my head from the blanket I hid it in" I can't accept that choice of yours" He gave a crazy laugh, exclaiming with his harsh words that got me like a dagger stabbed into my chest. ****** Anger, and fighting for my right was all she wanted as a werewolf belonging to the Omega pack. She rejected him and got a better one. " I love you," I said at the top of the mountain happily.

I was the top engineer at the National Deep-Sea Research Center, and the only person in the world with experience in deep-sea rescue. When my sister’s submarine malfunctioned and was stranded ten thousand meters below the surface, I hung up on her distress call. Then I calmly walked into a police station and turned myself in for leaking classified research. A few minutes later, my father called. His voice was frantic and furious. “Your sister is missing. Where the hell are you? I’m ordering you to get to the site immediately and save her, or you won’t see a cent of the family inheritance!” I calmly pulled the blanket over my head and said into the phone, “I don’t have time, and you’re interrupting my sleep.”