Platonic Cuddling นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He said. I moaned. "Roman" I moaned out his name. "Hush!" He said as he was playing with my nipple. His bulge touched my legs. "What's about aggressive cuddling?" He asked me. "What's that?" I asked him. "We won't have sex but we will have extreme make out, can you hold yourself for that?" He asked me. "That's like torture." I told him. "Yeah, let's keep the desire burning till we get home tomorrow." He said.

His voice cracks slightly as he gestures between them. “This is us, Anna. Me being completely fucked up and you loving me anyway. It is not romantic, it is insane.” But despite his protests, his hands move to frame her face again, thumbs stroking gently along her cheekbones. The gesture is reverent, worshipful. “So, what does this chapter end with?” he asks quietly. “Us cuddling up in the library somewhere,” Anna said playfully. “Me reading a book, you falling asleep on my lap…” Zack’s lips part in a slow smile at the domestic image she paints. The idea of simply existing with her– cuddling in a quiet corner while she reads– feels like luxury after years of fighting and tension. “Cuddling so

Both my insatiable husband his mother seemed to have a thing for making me blush. Afterwards, I would ignore Julian for his antics and he would do something cute in order to gain me empathy and forgiveness.I had nearly fallen off the bed that one time he pouted and batted his eyelashes. He was on his knees on the ground as I sat with crisscrossed legs on the bed. Scowling at him as he tried to tempt me with adorableness. I had given in with ease because he had looked too adorable to simply ignore.Now after a 4 hour long chat with Donna, both me and Julian lay on the bed. I was below him as he rested his head on my chest and I ran my hands through his silky raven locks. We had abstained from

Joshua looked at him with a big smile on his face. Forgetting all about the man across from them. It was just the two of them again. He nuzzled his face into his neck, pressing his nose into his scent gland as he snuggled against him. The scent of his mate calmed him and made him happy. Almost right away he began to purr. Jameson's eyes closed as he held his mate while listening to that purr. He would purr himself, but he didn't forget who else is in the room. He's just chosen to ignore him at the moment.

"She brings the human heart to the wolf’s den. She reminds us that we aren't just animals." "I just don't want to be heavy anymore," I said. I sat down on the rug, and Dominic immediately pulled me back so I was leaning against his chest. Jax sat on my left, and Cole sat on my right. Merek moved to sit in front of us. It was the first time we had all just... sat. No training, no planning, no fighting. "Come here," Jax said, pulling a heavy wool blanket over all of us. We ended up in a massive, multi-partner cuddle. It was simple and warm.

We ride out our climax, and she collapses on top of me. We need showers but don't care right now. Our scent mixed together is everything. It feels like home, and holding her is more important to me. I gather her hair, move it to the side and start stroking her back with my fingertips. Never done this before, cuddled with someone after sex. Honestly only person I've cuddled with is Emerald, even as friends. She would come to my room during her nightmares, and I'd hold her. Or if we were hanging out with our friends. Or alone, my head was on her lap or the other way around. Her legs would be on top of mine, something for us to be touching. I never noticed that before. It wasn't until Wes point

Adom comes first, spilling all over his stomach, ruining his garter belt, and soon starts whining when Alexander doesn't yet let up, continues thrusting into him to chase his own completion. He collapses forward into Alexander's arms after, exhausted and not launching the slightest complaint at being tucked in against Alexander's side. Alexander kisses Adom's hair, soothes his hand down Adom's back in gentle little circles, and enjoys the weight of Adom pressed against his side, head resting on his chest. They'll both have to get up in a little bit — Alexander needs to get rid of the condom and Adom won't be comfortable during the night if he doesn't clean himself first, plus he'd better los

I didn’t want to let go and lose the warmth. A small rumble erupted from there, and I almost let out my own satisfied whine. What I was doing was all wrong. I couldn’t be snuggling with an alpha. And it was against our contract—no sexual intimacy. Cuddling against him was a form of sexual intimacy, right? I opened my mouth to protest, but he laid the duvet over my shoulder, cocooning me, and I sighed.

he said, pulling me close by the waist, “can we have one of those movie moments where we just lie in bed, ignore the world outside, and cuddle all day?” I grinned. “You want a cuddle marathon?” He nodded like a kid begging for ice cream. “With snacks. And forehead kisses. And at least three rounds of me telling you how gorgeous you are until you believe it.” I laughed. “That sounds dangerously perfect.” “Exactly what I’m going for.” He flopped onto the bed, arms wide open like he was waiting for a flying hug. I raised a brow. “Seriously?” “Come on, Ava. You just told me you love me. I need at least ten hours of physical affection to process it.”

His golden eyes held a knowing warmth. The conversation flowed easily, a comfortable mix of playful teasing and genuine affection. Their flirtatious remarks weren’t just playful banter; they were expressions of their deep love and desire, a constant reminder of the unique dynamic of our polyamorous relationship. Each glance, each touch, each carefully chosen word was a thread in the intricate tapestry of our shared lives, a testament to the complex and beautiful bond that held us together. The lingering echoes of the moonlit embrace in the forest now mingled with the comforting warmth of the hearth and the tangible affection of my mates, a perfect start to a new day filled with love and the