Triassic Cuddle Novels & Stories

The sword was still placed close to my neck as a third figure emerged from the forest. My wolf howled mate, all three of them were my mate! And once again, I felt drawn to him. He also had a striking resemblance to the first two guys. I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that all three of them were my mates! It was all surprising to me because it was unusual for a person to have three mates. He walked closer and stood beside the man who had his sword placed directly in front of my neck. “Enough!” Xeros ordered, “she is trying to help me. Alexander drop the sword and stand back”

I raise a brow and give him a smug smirk, “Like you?” He slows slightly, seeming to remember what Addie did, and a dangerous grin forms on his face, “Exactly, my queen.” He sits himself deep inside me before pulling out to the tip, “like me,” he says, before slamming back into me, causing my eyes to roll, and a long, drawn-out moan to slip past my lips. “It looks like both of us need to start watching our backs.” His fangs sink into the base of my neck, and he takes a few greedy mouthfuls of my blood before pulling away, a river of crimson dripping from his lips. “You taste fucking divine, my little tribrid.”

Damon finished, though his tone suggested I should be more worried about them than anyone else. Before I could respond, before I could beg or plead or try to run, all three brothers tilted their heads back toward the moon. Their eyes began to glow brighter, their bodies seeming to expand with barely contained power. And then they howled. The sound was unlike anything I'd ever heard, three distinct voices blending into one powerful claim that echoed through the entire forest. It spoke of possession and power and promises that made my blood sing even as my mind screamed in terror. Every wolf for miles would hear it. Every pack would know what it meant. The Blackthorne triplets had found their

“You are it.” Xanden sat up beside me, brows furrowing. “I’ve never felt anything like this before. And I’ve fought beside seers, priestesses, even starborn warriors. But this bond? It’s alive.” He reached for my hand. I let him take it. The moment our fingers touched, a shimmer of light spilled out—moonlight and shadow, entwined around a core of ocean-blue energy. I gasped. “Althea…” Cassian knelt in front of me, eyes locked on the magic now rising from our bond like mist. “There are only three known triadic bondings recorded in supernatural history. And all of them ended in war. Or coronation.”

So instead, I nodded with a smile. "I am sure he will. Who can resist you?" "Absolutely no one," she grinned. "So, I guess we are hybrids then," I said casually, in a bid to move the conversation from Umma and Baba. It hurt to listen to all that when I could have been here to witness it all. To be a part of her life. When I would've dealt with every piece of shit that had hurt Lisa. But I wasn't here. And dammit does it hurt! "Tribrids. We are tribrids. Umma is a hybrid. A dragon witch."

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I ignored it. Her mouth was warm and her hair was damp and my hands were at her waist, thumbs pressing into the softness at her sides, grabbing her love handles, holding her so close I could smell her breath. I turned her around and let my tongue trace the stretch marks on her back that looked like cute red worms in a maze. *Calee: Say it.* Me: Absolutely not. *Calee: You're already thinking it.* I raised her skirt and kissed her ass, the smell of cotton of her underwear mingling with how sweet she smelt underneath. I kissed and bit for a while, holding back my wolf as I wondered if I should shift her panties to the side and just have a tongue to skin direct con

The air in the building instantly grew heavy, thick with a suffocating, murderous aura that made it hard to breathe. The triplets had arrived. They didn't come in their human forms. Three massive, terrifying wolves crashed through the glass ceiling, down into the center of the mall. Alaric’s huge midnight-black wolf landed first, his jaws snapping shut around the neck of a cloaked hunter before the man could even scream. A horrific crunch echoed through the wide space as he tore the man's throat completely out.

Shawna closed her eyes and shook her head there was no reason to be mad about it now, and she damn sure didn't want to think about what the little girl said about Dradon, because what the fuck. “Sssshhhhh!” Trixie said, placing her finger to her mouth and stepped closer to the opening. And That’s when they all heard a loud roar, everyone eyes widen in fear. Trixie stumbled away from the cave entrance, pushing all the kids towards the very back of the cave. The water should block their scents, from whatever it was, at least she hoped it did. “Well, hello, little one, it’s been a long time since a human has been to these woods. But you’re not a human are you? Why can’t I read you?” “You don’t

I say quietly. "I know," Jenna says. "But you're here for the rest of it." I look at her. She holds my gaze. I say. "All of it." Zion, oblivious to the weight of the conversation happening over his head, holds up the bent triceratops. "He needs a friend," he announces. "Do you want to be his friend?" "I would be honored," I say. Zion hands me the dinosaur with great ceremony, as though bestowing a title. "His name is Gerald," he says. "He's sensitive but he tries hard."

Trijal walked to her and pulled her hairs dragging her face up in the process. " Don't be fucking stubborn Girl. Don't force us to do the worst to you. If you think that we wouldn't hurt you in any other ways other than cold water choking then you are wrong. Because we have women's who love to do things with other women just like you " Trijal warned her which was true because I have a group of women who are lesbian with BDSM fantasy.