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Logan As they lay in bed, I giggled gently at their drowsy eyelids. I got up and headed to the door, where I stood and heard Skylar mutter something to them. It wasn't until I witnessed the children's excitement in listening that I realized the main point of her message. It seemed as though her words were keeping them from falling asleep. Children should fall asleep with a bedtime story, but these kids seemed to become little hooked by it. But after a while, their eyes began to close. As Skylar squatted down in bed, laughing at their tiredness, Andrew and Anna also sat up, resting on their pillows.

At night, after they switched off the lights, Avery flipped around in bed. "Hubby, I can't sleep." Avery suppressed her urge to sleep. She hugged his arm and said coquettishly, "Will you tell me a story?" Elliot was speechless. His mind went blank. He truly did not know how to tell a story. "Why can't you sleep?" He was confused. They had spent quite a long time at the beach that day. It was quite exhausting. If she did not ask him to tell her a story, he would be able to go to bed quickly.

“What’s wrong, honey? Something’s wrong, I can tell in your voice. It’s all tight the way you get. Did something happen at work? Are you overtired? I know how independent you like to be, but it is okay to ask for help. You know I will try to help in any way I can.” “Mom, mom. Enough. It’s okay. Yeah, I’m working hard. I probably didn’t sleep well last night.” Juliette shook her head that she was using that one again. She had in fact slept well the night before. She’d taken a long bath and gone to bed early. Louis had asked that she leave a dinner that he could just set out since he was having a few people over for drinks. Ugh. That reminded her of his story about the girl the night before. S

This was the first time he’d shared a bed with both his Mummy and Daddy, and he couldn’t contain his happiness. "Daddy," he said. "Yes, son?" "Can you tell me a bedtime story? Mummy always does it, but now that you’re staying, you should tell me one." Liam held my hand and Scott’s hand too, as if he wanted the three of us to stay connected forever. "I’m not very good at bedtime stories, but I’ll give it a try," Scott replied. Scott began telling Liam a bedtime story until he fell asleep. I tucked him in with the duvet and turned to the other side of the bed, trying to sleep. But I couldn’t, no matter how hard I tried.

Valerie's POV I sat on a chair in the longue, surrounded by children and teenagers. A little girl was in my lap, I had rocked her to sleep. I kept the rest busy with stories to distract them. The children asked me to tell them story about myself, so I made a cute one up with me and Klaus as the main characters. The teens would just laugh and shake theirs head at the silly stories. "Zara is asleep, will you put her to bed?" A little boy asked me. I had rocked three children to sleep, and the Omegas helped me put them to bed.

I said to myself. I began to yearn for a comfy moment. I walked back to my sofa, laid on it and I covered my body with the bedspread. My eyelids were closed but they couldn't measure with my reality. I lost my sleep, I opened my eyes, glued my eyes to the ceiling and I began to smile as I whispered, “night stories will be awesome” I called out. I stood up with no direction of what to do but my heart rumbled. I walked into my slippers, opened the door and stepped out

"You know the rules. Bedtime is bedtime. And besides, they probably want to have some grown-up talk." "What do grown-ups talk about?" I think for a second, then grin down at him. "Taxes," I say. "And their boring, boring jobs." Brandon wrinkles his nose in distaste. "Ugh." "Yeah, it's terrible," I say with a mock sigh, "but you have to do it, when you're a grown-up. Luckily for you, you're still a kid. So we don't have to talk about mortgages, and instead, I get to tell you a bedtime story. How's that sound?"

"I have... work." "But you work here too," Ethan argued. "You and Maman are partners." "We are," Liam agreed. "But... adults need their own space sometimes." "Why?" Ethan asked. "Because," Aurora said, jumping in, "because grown-up sleepovers are complicated." Ethan frowned. "Why?" "Because," Liam said, saving her, "I snore. Remember?" Ethan giggled. "Like a dragon." "Exactly," Liam said. "And Maman needs her beauty sleep."

But there was no guilt, no shame. We had moved past it… at least he had. For me, it became all I could think about. Every night, as soon as the lights went off, I thought about sneaking into his room again, and instead of walking away, I fantasized about getting filled with his big cock. I thought about what it would feel like to have him buried deep inside me with his fingers curling around my hair.

I nodded awkwardly and began munching away, forgetting about my dignity. Adrian rolled up the sleeves of his crisp navy blue shirt, revealing powerful well-muscles arms that moved with easy grace as he sat on the floor around the table with us. “Your friends look tired,” Adrian suggested, smiling as he reached for a book, “why don’t we read them a goodnight story so they can all go to bed?” Lily sighed dramatically, feigning tiredness as though she and her dolls had been at work all day. She yawned and then nodded, “good idea, daddy. Oh, oh, tell us the story of Peter the rabbit.”