Cute Little Novels & Stories

How did he even hide something this big over 15 inches of pure muscle? "Touch it," Caelin said, voice velvet-wrapped steel. "I want to feel your hands, little one." Elara obeyed. Her fingers wrapped around the base, soft and reverent. The Alpha hissed through his teeth. "Good girl. Gods, your hands are small. Makes it look even bigger." Elara's arousal coiled tight in her belly, her own body clenching with anticipation. Her mouth descended slowly, lips brushing past the ring to the tip. It was so much—she could barely fit her lips around it.

I asked hinting him what I actually meant. "Physically okay. He's normal." Bright replied shortly. "That's a relief.. so did you see him?? Is he cute??" I asked excited. "He looks like a snowball.. just like you." Bright indirectly complimented me. I wriggled my eyebrows feeling proud. "He's so tiny too... tiny fingers.. tiny legs and a little bit of hair... he was all red and crying when he came out..... his nose is just like yours." Bright said and boped my nose.

Alroy, as well as the two nannies, who carried Little Ron and Little Ce respectively, accompanied by Aunt Gana. As the banquet resumed, the two little guys really caught the eye. The room full of people did not make them scared or cry, but started around, with big eyes full of excitement. The blue-colored suit, with the white, soft little face as well as the bright, shining big eyes and the chubby bubbles that appeared in the little mouth from time to time, fostered cuteness in the two little babies. 'I want to bite them!' was the inner voice of the women who came to the banquet.

My expression must be hilarious because my soulmate wraps his arms around my waist and whispers: "A little gift from the pack. The cubs wanted to welcome you by drawing a picture each. They’re eager for your lessons. And, I must say, it’s a wonderful idea to have their Luna teach them about life. Their mothers prepared dinner, and the soldiers set up the lights and soft music."

As we drew near the main streets of the next town, we saw small heads with bronze arms and spindly legs frolicking on the pavement- their mindless mothers occupied in nugatory tittle-tattle. My mum honked twice before the effervescent children separated to make room for our car to pass. Some had ice cream with them, the vanilla trailing down their hands and trickling down their bony elbows as they sucked on it noisily. Their faces were sticky with sweat, their hair unruly and their grubby hands a whimsical combination of mud and ice cream. The bliss of oblivion and childhood radiated through their curve of lips of mischievous smiles and tossing of heads because of hearty laughter.

But this girl is different, the man can feel the extraordinary sincerity behind the radiance of her eyeballs. For a while the man was silent, then smiled slightly. He was flattered by the attention the little girl gave him. His heart warmed instantly. "What's your name?" the man asked curiously. The girl looked up at him, then smiled so sweetly. Suddenly the man's heart beat so fast, it's strange just because of this little girl's smile that his heart can beat like someone in love. The man hasn't felt this kind of sensation for a long time. "I—"

And Finn nodded with satisfaction. Slowly, he moved his thumb to her little bean and brushed over it. Jojo gasped, raising her little waist, as though she was asking for more. Finn held her gaze. He liked everything he saw in her eyes as he played with her. He was losing himself, too. He played with her p*ssy for a while, rubbing her and fingering her. Jojo, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy everything that was being done to her. She moaned in pleasure, trying very much not to close her eyes.

“Gorgeous. Beautiful. They have your hair and Robert's blue eyes.” “They do.” “They're so small …” she said in awe and gently took the baby from me. “And perfect. I swear I've never seen anything so beautiful.” Making a squishy face, the baby cooed, and Nicole laughed. “Hi, sweetheart, I’m your auntie.” The baby cooed again. “She knows.” Nicole beamed. “Oh, I’m going to spoil you and your sister silly.” I rolled my eyes again. “And I’m going to be the best auntie in the whole wide world.”

I froze for a moment as I didn't know if I was supposed to say something. "Em…morning ma'am" I managed to stutter while Lance gave me a cold glance like a warning. I needed to compose myself. Aunt Kathy released her hold on him and moved to where I was. "You must be Lauren. I've heard so much about you from my sister-in-law. Oh, you're just like they said, beautiful and innocent to look at. My nephew sure has good eyes. Come now, give your aunt in law a hug" Oh, she was nice. She pulled me into a warm hug. She smelled so nice. I never expected that someone from the Clawson family would be so nice.

In the process, his blanket slips down, and I catch a full view of the ghastly wound that extends from his lower stomach all the way up to his mid-chest. I gasp and freeze, and I’m genuinely shocked by the sight of the jagged, red line that looks like it was made by something with very long and very sharp claws. It’s a miracle he’s even sitting up, let alone eating pie and making jokes. Cade sees my face and just smiles, and he pulls the blanket back up with a hand that is still stained with a bit of dirt under the nails.