Sexy Pet Names Novels & Stories

“I need a pet name for you that suits you, besides ‘Sexy’ or ‘Broody’. There needs to be something suitable.” “I’m sure you’ll think of something only you would notice about me,” Dylan purs as his body relaxes. His scent? No…his amazingly blue eyes? “My Sweet Shadow,” I giggle, sleepily.I don’t voice what Ace would be, but he is My Sultry Shadow. No one else will think of Dylan as sweet and sultry just suits Ace. With that, I nuzzle into his strong form and let myself feel safe and loved for the first time ever. My dreams show me forests and running fast while running through shadows and my large black furry paws, only my wolf is silver. Am I dreaming what Aspen is doing?

Ever since I told her about my feelings, she's been giving Sebastian all sorts of ridiculous pet names. She rolled her eyes at me. "Papa Seb isn’t my type, okay? Guys like him? They're destroyers in bed. I’m telling you, your kitty would be in for a wild ride if you ever went there. He screams fast and rough. Not my thing—I’m more into the slow and sensual types, the ones who take their sweet time but know how to hit all the right spots," she said, getting all dreamy. My eyes widened at her bluntness. "Girl! Your mouth is too much!" I smacked her on the shoulder and looked around to check if anyone was nearby. Thank goodness we were in the lingerie section and no one else was around.

*SIENNA* Yeah, I fully had my Alexander back now. "Sir?"He probed. "Does that turn you on, Alexander?"I asked, rubbing myself against him. He eyed me. "Alexander?" What?Isn't that your name? "Isn't it time you start using those pet names for me?” Do I really have to?It's no biggie."I whined. "No biggie, huh?Alright, Sienna. "He drawled. Sienna?"I shrieked. I feel happy when he calls me pet names...

Greg shook his head, “Why should I co-godfather with this moron? The baby is mine! Mine!” “You mean mine!” Felix retorted and snorted in jealousy. “What should we name her?” Nikita asked joyfully. “How about Greg?” Greg blurted out, blinking innocently. “Aren't you just…” Scott paused. “Stupid.” “I've thought about it, I think ‘Felita,’ I muttered slowly. ‘Feli’ for Felix and ‘Ta’ for Benita. It's a mixture of our names. “Felita, it is then,” Felix whispered, pressing his lips on my forehead.

‘Here, kitty kitty. The little creature butted its head against my fingers, purring like a miniature engine. ‘He still needs a name,’ Lochlan said, crouching beside me, his shoulder brushing mine. ‘You should choose one.’ I considered the fluffy body, the round belly, the general air of edible softness. ‘He’s all plump and doughy, with that little white tummy… Let’s call him Custard. Like a custard bun.’ Lochlan was silent for a long moment.

An adorable ball of gray fluff with the most beguiling eyes. "The cutest. I also named her after my girlfriend's childhood dog. And that definitely scored me some brownie points. For some reason, all my friends' pets have literary, pretentious as fuck names... While we have a kitten named Potato," she told me and I laughed. "Anyhow, bottom line, I'm quite a handful, so I'm playing it safe. Like she has so much on her plate right now, I'm legit worried that the mere suggestion of our future wedding might be enough for her to run away and never look back."

He wiggled the leashes in his hands. "Where'd you get them?" "Just by the roadside where the second popped out from." "But they're just so cute." I gushed at the little puppies. "Do you even know their breeds?" "The hell do you take me for? They're Lhasa Apso." I defended myself. "Ten points to Roxanne!" "I'm going to have to get used to that name, innit?" "Yup." He popped the 'p'. "You know you can just call me Roxy right?"

She blushes and sits back. “NO FREAKING WAY!” Tellie looks at her. “We got to talk I was always wondering what that would have been like.” “DonnaTella,” Mom scolds her. Becky joins us and Tellie bits her lips. “Babes,” Azlee gets her attention. “It was awesome but mated is better.” “Oh I’ll buy that for sure,” Tellie rubs her belly. “Names yet?” I ask. “I want something like Tommy or Billy, but Slate wants Shale, Obsidian or Flint,” Tellie rolls her eye. “For a girl we are agreed Jewel Stevee.”

“Well, there’s someone definitely between my thighs now… you know?” “U-huh…” His voice was almost a purr now. “Let me guess… it’s green, has scales, smells like me…” She smirked. “So that’s the plan?” “I’d like you to think of me when you have it exactly where it is right now.” “I named it Riqui.” She then spelled it to him. “So I have something to call it when I whisper dirty secrets to it at night.” He moaned. “You really have to punish me like that…?”

I pull my hand back to search, but the wolf starts back up again. "Give me a moment, alright?" I shoo him off and he plops down with his head down. "Angus, Apollo, Archie, Ash, Axel, Baxter, Bingo, Bruce, Bruno, Champ, Charlie, Chester, Chip, Coco, Dexter, Duke, Eddie, Felix, Frankie, Freddy, George, Griffin, Hunter, Kane, King, Lenny, Logan, Marty, Max, Milo, Nelson, Noah, Ollie, Oscar, Ozzy, Peanut, Pepper, Prince, Rambo, Rocco, Romeo, Sam, Scooby, Scout, Simba, Snoopy, Spencer, Spike, Spot, Tucker, Walter, Woody," I skip over the names as quickly as I can. I know for a fact I won't use common names, whether the wolf likes it or not.