Bond In Love Novels & Stories

The look in her eyes and the tone of her voice indicated that she considered being mutually bonded better than being in love. “We were,” I said as I thought of the fact that I was also mutually bonded to Anton. “I had no idea that bonding was a thing.” She nodded and wistfully said, “I bonded once, but it was not mutual. That can be a tortuous situation. It’s clear that you both bonded. That’s rare, you know.” I shook my head as I said, “I didn’t know that.” With a crisp nod, she said, “Mutual bonding is stronger than mutual love. It’s done only by soulmates. I can’t tell you how many people go through life searching for that soul mate and never finding him.”

“We do. But bonds are different Eli. I met Beau early on and our love grew, not just the bond. Love and the bond are two different things. There is a pull and a instinct to love and protect but that doesn’t mean there will be love between mates. If anything, Desmond is the example of that.” I smiled. “The pull being there doesn’t ensure that the person will love you. He’s right. Olivia absolutely did not love me and I’m pretty sure she hated me. Hated all that I was to her and I wanted the bond so bad that I didn’t think of the relationship that actually goes into it. Over time though, even through my mistakes, the bond allowed her to see and feel what I felt for her. We both had to open up

The bond was gone. But the love remained. And somehow, that was stronger.

“The Lilim-Incubus bond is traditionally parasitic. One feeds on the other, usually in an unequal way. But your bond seems to be… balanced. Is this intentional?” “No.” Mortyss replied. “It happened naturally.” “Naturally.” Z repeated, taking notes. “Fourth question: do you love each other?” “What?” I blinked. “It is a relevant question for cataloging. The symbiotic bond can be influenced by emotional factors. If there is genuine love between you, that would explain the amplification.” Mortyss and I looked at each other. “Yes.” We answered in unison. Z took notes. Then he closed the tablet.

Adrian’s jaw tightened. “My bond with who?” he asked. The question hung in the air. Bianca froze slightly. His mother frowned. “With your wife.” Adrian glanced at Bianca. Then looked away. “I don’t feel anything,” he said quietly. That landed hard. Bianca’s smile faded slightly. “Adrian…” she said softly, trying to reach for his hand. He stepped back. “Please don’t,” he said. Silence. His mother stood up immediately. “This is just your memory talking,” she said firmly. “It will pass.”

"Even when I hated you, I loved you." "I know." His smile was sad. "I could feel it through the bond even when I tried to ignore it." I pulled him down to kiss me, pouring three years of heartbreak and longing and love into it. The bond exploded between us—hot and demanding and absolutely necessary. Dante lifted me without breaking the kiss, carrying me upstairs to our bedroom. Clothes disappeared. The mating mark burned. And when he claimed me again, it wasn't just physical. It was a promise. A vow. A commitment that went beyond contracts or Councils or ancient bloodlines.

“I don’t love her. We just share a bond.” A bond I don’t want to break.

"When will we know it’s safe to touch her without destroying her?" "When she chooses us," I said, with a certainty that burned. "Only then." He watched as I took his place. As I kissed her. As I felt what he had felt. Her light was a fire, and we only knew darkness. And yet… she didn’t burn us. She revealed us. She made us vulnerable. The bond had already begun. Not in flesh. Not in blood. In the soul. And that union… was irrevocable.

Then, I pulled the conversation back where it belonged. "Now, sever the bonds." Gloria stepped up beside me. "That's right. Do it now." Lesley still tried to stall. "This is suspicious. I'll get to the bottom of this. The Dixons have a reputation. If both Eddie and I sever our bonds at the same time, people will talk. We need to be more careful about this. Acting on impulse will damage our standing." My father took one step forward, his voice cold and sharp. "You talk about reputation. What about the Binders' reputation? My two daughters were grievously wronged here, and now you're telling them they can't even leave?

“Feel that knot, little one? Feel how it keeps me right here, deep inside you? That’s what the bond is. A promise that nothing can pull us apart. Not rules. Not rumors. Not fear.” I clenched around him again, another tiny ripple of pleasure rolling through me at his words. “I believe you,” I breathed, nuzzling into his throat and licking the salt from his skin. “I’m still terrified… but I believe you. With every flutter of my cunt around your knot. With every drop of your cum inside me.” He chuckled softly, the sound vibrating deliciously through us both. “Good girl. Now… one more, my love. Let me feel you come one more time while I hold you like this. Let the bond remind you exactly how str