Xxx Mama Dormida Novels & Stories

I can’t imagine my Papa wants to be with these women. I know pot calling the kettle black. I sleep around, but I don’t have a wolf, and the chances of having a mate are slim to none. I, however, have the decency to fuck elsewhere. I don’t bring my one-night-stands into the villa. My brother and I know better and take our booty calls to the Night Haven house. Before going to bed, I put in my earbuds, selecting a playlist on my phone to fall asleep. With the smooth vocals of John Legend, I drifted off to sleep. Typically my dreams are pretty average, or I think they are since I don’t usually remember them.

Raymond's POV; It's late already. The sky is dark, and the Duran mansion is silent. Except for the sounds of some devices running on the background. I make it to my bedroom, exhausted, and tired. I push the door open, and find the room is pitch black. Huh? When did Christiana start sleeping in the dark? She always at least has a side lamp on. So what's happening? "Hello? "I call and my reply is met with silence.

Renee said in an expectant request. Responding to Renee's request, Jason couldn't help but smile back. "Yes, dear Renee... Take a break and I won't disturb your rest," Jason replied. Slowly Renee began to close her eyes, all Renee needed right now was to sleep. Renee just wanted a good night's sleep. And it didn't take long until finally, Renee was asleep in her sleep.

"Come up. It smells like death down there." Noah dragged his suitcase the last flight, his shoulder already sore. The flat had uneven wooden floors and ceiling beams that would decapitate anyone taller than average. It was surprisingly clean. A big window faced the street. His room — the smaller one — was barely wider than the bed, but the radiator worked and the window locked. He dropped his bags, sat on the edge of the mattress, and let the silence stretch. Not real silence, though — never that. Just the soft murmur of wind and footsteps and the echo of everything he hadn't said to anyone in months.

Damian had just entered the mansion with calm steps. After a full day of dark business, his body felt a little tired, but his mind was still sharp. Hugo followed behind him, giving a brief report before finally leaving Damian alone. As Damian entered his room, his gaze immediately fell on Yara who was fast asleep on the bed. Her breathing was regular, her face looking peaceful under the light of the nightlight. Damian stood at the edge of the bed, staring at the girl unconsciously flashing a small smile.

But the corner of her mouth quivered, as if her heart itself rejected the decision. “I love you, Xavier, but I have to let this love go.” Xavier turned, not catching what she’d said. “What?” Liora quickly shook her head and smiled. “Nothing. I was just talking to the babies. They kicked again.” Xavier smiled, walked over, then knelt, pressing his ear to her belly. “Hey, you two, don’t bother your mom, okay? She needs her rest.” Night fell. In the master bedroom, Xavier had fallen asleep on the sofa, his body slumped with a folder of reports he hadn’t yet read. His breathing was deep and calm, his face weary but peaceful.

He lies back and I lean forward over him and ride him with everything I have, my tits swaying in his face, my pussy gripping him on every stroke, both of us breathing hard and sweating and making sounds we shouldn’t be making at 2am with my mother asleep through the wall. Then the bedroom door opens. I hear the creak of hinges and the sound of footsteps and my mother’s voice and every cell in my body turns to ice. “Baby? You okay? I heard noises.” Damian moves faster than I’ve ever seen a human being move. He yanks the duvet up and over us in one motion, pulling it to my chin, flattening himself beneath me. His cock is still inside me. He’s flat on his back, completely hidden under the sheet

Savannah smiled, covering both their bodies with the blanket as she also laid down on her side. Madonna shut the side lamp down before taking her arm back into the warmth of the bedsheet and closing her eyes. "Goodnight, girl." She heard Savannah cooe and she hummed as she began to lose herself into sleep; a peaceful one. ~~~ Next day… " You didn't take dinner yesterday. Likewise morning, you're about missing it." Xavier intoned before Oliver could step out the front door and out of the mansion. He looked back at them before shutting the door to approach them.

“It’s time to get ready for bed, so why don’t you get in your jammies, brush your teeth and hair, and come to my room? I remember hearing that some really amazing mother gave permission for one amazing kid to sleep in the queen’s bed tonight. Since I am the queen of this house, you must be that amazing kid! So, scoot!” “Thanks, Mama! I’ll meet you in your room, okay, really fast!” Hannah leaped into her arms and nearly knocked her over, ending the love fest with a bear hug. She sprinted to her bedroom in a flash and was out just as quickly. Emma staggered to her bedroom, weariness suddenly overtaking her, and turned down the sheets. Hannah appeared by the door and came tentatively into the r

They shoved her out the door. Liz woke instantly. Her eyes scanning the dark room. She could hear Elena's soft snores next to her. Liz leaned up on one arm, glancing in the darkness beside Elena for any signs of Kris. Her heart sank as she saw the empty spot on the bed. Elena shifted slightly in her sleep, murmuring something intelligible. Liz settled back down, wrapping one arm around her as she attempted sleep once again pushing the bizarre dream out of her mind. ***