Sweetest Love Novels & Stories

he whispered. He started moving—slow, deep rolls of his hips. Every thrust dragged against that spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyes. I wrapped my legs around him. Arms around his neck. He kissed me again—slow, deep, matching the rhythm of his hips. No rush. No frenzy. Just… us. Connected. Whole. “I love you,” he whispered against my mouth. Tears pricked my eyes—not sad ones. Happy ones. “I love you too,” I breathed.

My eighteen-year-old smile, my heart, my youth. It would have been better if he had never accepted my love. At least then I would have suffered ten thousand times less than this. He said he only loved me, that he only wanted to marry me. Why? It was always a promise. When I was a child, he promised to wait for me, then he went and married someone he didn't love, killing my heart. Now he gave me every kind of nectar I had never tasted, made me the happiest girl on earth, and then stripped it all away.

As long as he loves me.

I can’t see her. I close my eyes and reach for the bond. I’ve been ignoring it with everything in me so that I don’t go mad, so it takes a second to tune in, but when I do, heat suffuses my chest. It’s pure sweetness. Not cloying or sickening, not like candy or syrup. Like honeysuckle. Light and airy. Delicate. My heart cracks. I didn’t have enough of her. Not nearly enough.

The sunlight warmed my skin, and I was awoken by the most beautiful melody I have ever heard. I rolled over with my eyes still closed as I recognized it as ‘Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran.’ Great. I’m hearing things. Ace must have fucked me so hard last night that now I’m hallucinating. Ace and I made love throughout the night, barely stopping to rest until the sun came up. He explored my body, and made me feel things I couldn’t even imagine. It was the most romantic and pleasurable night of my entire life.

My entire body locked up, every muscle straining as I poured myself into her, my own climax colliding with hers in a chaotic, blinding explosion of shared heat. For a long time, neither of us moved. I braced myself on my forearms, my chest heaving as I drew in ragged breaths, refusing to put my full weight on her. I kept my body pressed against hers, sealing our warmth together. Slowly, I wrapped my arms completely around her torso, pulling her into a tight, fierce hug. I buried my face in her neck, listening to the fading echo of her moans. "You're the sweetest thing ever," I whispered, my voice raw and cracking with an emotion I didn't even know how to name. "The sweetest fucking thing, Ni

She pulled me into the living room. "Hey, what's wrong, honey?" I turned and saw her looking at me with tears in her eyes. My heart sank. I had always hated seeing a woman cry, especially her. Every time she did, it felt like something was twisting inside my chest. I quickly pulled her into my arms and tried to comfort her. "What is it, honey? Talk to me. Why are you crying?" She sobbed softly. "You're still so young, and I… can't anymore. We haven't even had a baby…"

she blabbered excitedly while the other two gave her a displeased look. "You can ask me anything," I said. Ming made the other two silent and turned to me with a serious look. I felt like a suspect under interrogation. "When did you fall in love with Bright?" "On day one." "But you've rejected him since day one! That's what mama said!" "I was lying." "Why you were a beta and suddenly became a sweet-smelling omega!?" "I was always an omega." "How?" "I lied." "You know lying is bad!!! RIGHT?!" "Yeah... I regret lying."

And when talking about Lee, he enjoys it when women, especially the one he loves to talk to him in sweet tones. Just as soon as Ming-Yue picked Lee's call, he just had to begin with am apologetic/love rhythm... "My sweetest love... The only one that gladdens Lee's heart with her beautiful smiles and sweet voice... The only one after my hear... My pride my love... My baby girl, my priceless jewel... The one and only beautiful woman before and after the heart of Lee... My angel... Please I am truly very sorry... Please forgive you love... Please have pity on your love, and accept him back my darling dear... Please..."

The sweet fragrance filled the air, the smell was rich and romantic. "Good morning, my love," Ryker whispered, his eyes sparkling with romance. "We wanted to surprise you." Blaze leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. "We love you, and we wanted to show you just how much." Storm and Rain chimed in, each sharing their own sweet sentiments. I felt my heart swell with love and appreciation for these incredible men.