Triassic Cuddle Novels & Stories

Liam grinned mischievously, leaning down to lick it off slowly, savoring the sweet taste mixed with her skin's warmth. "It's supposed to be cold, baby, "Liam teased, his tongue tracing a path over her skin, making her squirm with a mixture of delight and ticklishness. Emma giggled, enjoying the sensation as Liam continued his sweet torture. Liam raised himself and poured the ice cream on her stomach. She shuddered and moaned. With a smirk on Liam's lips, he leaned down again and licked off every drop of the ice cream on her. He took his lips to her belly button and sucked it. Emma gripped the sheets and moaned in pleasure. He trailed his tongue down her pussy and she whimpered at his touch.

Jayden screamed out. “Likewise us!” The others said at once and in no time, I saw them go into beast mood as they f**ked the life out of Rachel. “F*ck!” They screamed out their release while I stood there watching them helplessly. This was the worst torture I've ever had to go through with the triplets. They all pulled away from Rachel, breathing heavily. “Hey Kitty, come pick up the used trash,” Caden said, with a smirk. “Huh?” I muttered, taking my gaze towards the used trash he talked about. To my greatest shock, it was their used condoms. My heart sank seeing just how many they are.

"The pack deserves answers, Bernard. Real answers." Miranda's nails dug into her palms. Stay calm. Do not give them a reason to hate you more. Bernard continued as if Thomas had not interrupted. "The mate bonds Miranda shares with Kyson, Hayden, and Lucas are what we call a Triad bond. It is rare. Occurs perhaps once every few centuries. But it is real and recognized in ancient pack law." A woman Miranda did not recognize spoke up. "A Triad bond? I have only heard of those in old stories."

Alive in a way it never had before. “I was told…” My voice faltered. “I was told I couldn’t conceive. Ever.” Alpha Ryder turned then, his expression torn between awe and something dangerously close to fear. He stepped closer to the bed, resting one hand on the rail. “The healers explained,” he said carefully. “This pregnancy is… unusual. Very early, but strong. Stronger than most first conceptions.” His eyes darkened slightly. “Triplets are rare. Triplets conceived under stress and trauma are rarer still.”

“I thought you two were a couple.” Brecc’s instant grin sent butterflies fluttering in her chest. He leaned down, his lips barely brushing hers. “We are part of an incomplete triad.” “Triad?” she mumbled. “Yes,” Brecc said, kissing the corner of her mouth, melting her brain cells. “We share a female. And we want you.” “Me?” Lord, give her strength. She was hearing things now. “You want to share me?” “Yes,” said Eros from behind, his voice tickling the back of her neck. “We want to share you. Pleasure you. Show you how good it can be with both of us.”

Cassian turned and grabbed a thin blanket, draping it over her shoulders. Trista immediately snatched the blanket off, the action decisive, rejecting any touch that wasn't hers. Cassian's face tightened. He took the blanket and placed it back over her shoulders. This time, he didn't give her the chance to discard it. He pulled her close through the blanket, holding her tightly. Simultaneously, the mating bond snapped taut between them, like a plucked string. The alpha scent pressed down through the blanket, feeling like hot iron and fire against her skin. Trista's scent gland was momentarily stirred by the familiar scent, heating briefly, as if her instinct urged closeness, only to be crushe