Twin Mates Bed Novels & Stories

The soft breathing of the twins could be heard in the dark room, which had been deprived of its' lights a short ten minutes ago. This room which had two bunk beds, was originally designed to accommodate four individuals. This implied that they were missing a roommate. The twins had picked the bunk bed that was at the left side of the room, extremely close to the bathroom yet far away from the window. A window that coincidentally was at the right side of the room, where Mane's bed was. Mane was accustomed to luxury, but even he had to admit that the rooms the academy provided for the elite students were truly extravagant. Each room had a balcony and a bathroom. The bathrooms were fitted with

“That sounds great thank you.” I don’t miss the way my mate’s eyes glance back to see if I’m following her into the house. I trail behind with arms loaded with the girl’s things, as does River, and Alpha Orion. Their home is clean, but beautifully messy at the same time. Toys seem to be coming out of the walls and lay scattered all around. The furniture is well loved and broken in, and I prefer it to cookie cutter houses that look like a filter is on. The reasons for the mess, are currently asleep in Gray’s bedroom, as Luna Tawny bunked the twins together for the night to give the girls Violet’s room. I follow the Luna and my mate into the small purple bedroom with a night sky painted on th

Thankfully, it did not hurt anymore. …… Ever since I was little, my grandma always told me, "There’s no one better than a mother." But I always felt like she was lying to me. When I was eight, my mom took forever to come pick me up. When we finally got home, I saw her comforting Gwen Lincoln, my twin sister. We looked almost identical, except I had an extra mole beneath my left eye. "Mom, who is she?" "She’s Kate, your sister from the countryside." Their dissatisfied questioning and cold response left me with a sense of unease.

The décor in the rooms on the fourth floor were plush. They were designed to provide a casual sexual environment and to heighten sexual experiences. The twins had the rooms done a year after Garvey’s re-launch. The rooms were $269.99 per night on the weekends and $199.99 during the week.

Every mansion of the twin consists of 2 massive master bedrooms purposely made for each other. Cassandra had been long helped and her things moved to the master's room to join her man. The journey up the stairs was rather too long for their comfort. Arriving at their wing, the door barely closed behind them as they had each other's dresses lying on the cold floor with their bodies gradually making their way to the bed. Cassandra did not know when they arrived at the bed as her body gently hit the soft mattress. The red lace underwear did come in handy.

When I woke up next I was in a bed and the room was still dark with just the light from the moon shining through the sheer curtains. I stretched and took a deep breath in. This smell was all Kota. That warm cinnamon smell just lulling me deeper into the cloudlike cushion of the mattress. I was so comfortable, I didn't want to leave, but curiosity got the better of me. I slowly sat up and looked around, curious at how he lived when no one was looking. I am laying in the middle of a king sized bed with the softest light blue comforter I have ever felt. The room itself has minimal furnishings. He either doesn't spend a lot of time here or just doesn't like excess stuff. I find that interesti

Brody smiled, and dived into one of the queen sized beds. The room was a big master bedroom with two queen sized beds, two Jacuzzi baths at each side, although some meters away from the bed, a big plasma television pinned on the wall, two cushion chairs, freezer, and a warmer, and a sound system. "Why are you disrespecting that bed, Mate?" I asked Brody with a mean face. He stopped rumbling around the bed, sat up straight at the edge of the bed and was puzzled. "Huh? What the fuck do you mean?"

Ugh, I'm tired of that bow; it's still weird and cringy. As I approached the twins' room, I noticed their maid standing outside. As soon as they saw me, they greeted me. "Are the two still sleeping?" I glance at my watch; it's already nine o'clock. "Yes sir, they were tired from all the crying last night," one of them replied. I nodded and pushed open the door. When I saw them sleeping in the same bed, I shook my head; they have their own rooms, but they still choose to share one bedroom and one bed.

I'd been planning to set up air mattresses in the living room, but looking at Madison's exhausted face, I decided we all needed to be closer together. "How about we have a sleepover?" I suggested. "All four of us in the big room?" The twins were immediately excited by this prospect. Madison just nodded. I pulled the mattresses from the twins' beds and arranged them on my bedroom floor, creating a small dormitory. Madison watched this process without comment, clutching the small backpack Thomas had brought like it contained everything precious in the world.

"Hey, bro…..you there…….. I know that voice is my brother's voice. Is Nicholas, my twin brother, smiling? I couldn't wait to show off my mate to him. I know that he was going to be surprised that I have already found my mate within this short period and a bit disappointed that I didn't tell him but I am going to apologize and explain in such a way that he will understand.