Wlw Cuddling Novels & Stories

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

“We’re going to be… us. But with a plus-one.” Helena was Googling "baby yoga classes for multi-generational bonding" now, and Brenna was attempting to crochet something despite not recalling how. Lily gazed about at the laughter, the mess, the love. Her mess. Her love. Her family. And deep within her, a small heartbeat had already synchronized itself into the rhythm. "But we must check with an OB to make sure, hun," Vandaulf said softly, stroking circles on Lily's back as she sat on the couch curled up with Barkley at her feet.

I know both of them would have loved her if they were alive today. After Lira was ready for bed, I let Killian come forth and brush her hair like we do every night. He and Val playfully teased each other, and Killian even managed to sneak a few kisses of his own without Lira having another panic attack like she did the first time he and Val tried kissing. Being able to admit that we were mates and talking through a lot of our issues was a game changer for Lira. She is so open to the bond that she’s letting my touch soothe her while awake, not just when she is asleep.

Lirian clenched around him, milking every drop, his own release spilling untouched across the sheets. They collapsed together, Vaelor’s massive frame curling protectively around Lirian’s smaller one, tail wrapping his waist, arms banding tight. The bond hummed with sated exhaustion. Lirian laughed breathlessly, voice wrecked. “You’re still hard.” Vaelor groaned, nuzzling his neck. “Always for you.” "See i'm perfectly fine" Lirian wheezed out, Vaelor chuckling. They stayed like that, blood, sweat, cum, Aether—until the world outside intruded again. Crazy how they would give in to one another despite their pain.

She leaned against Ulric's chest as if she had lost her strength, and her tears kept coming. Ulric felt her tears and hugged her tightly, stroking her head with one hand. Gwen nodded gently in his arms. …………………………………………………………………… Once again, the days returned to peace. In Ulric's castle-like house, Lydia and Gwen sat on an expensive Middle Eastern rug in the living room, lying on the table and writing wedding cards. Pearl was practicing crawling in the children's playground. Her limbs are still too weak to support her body, so she crawls a few steps before falling on the carpet, then she rolls over and rests, giggling now and then.

It wasn’t long before the photo had gone viral, captivating audiences far and wide. As the news spread, reactions poured in from both humans and werewolves alike. The werewolf community, initially skeptical of Lune’s place within their ranks, felt a swell of pride. She was not just Arlo’s mate; she was the Luna who had faced challenges and emerged victorious. Many praised her strength and resilience, thrilled to see their leader embrace fatherhood with such grace. Social media was ablaze with hashtags like #LunaLune and #BabyAiden, celebrating the new family.

"I feel it too. It's like our wolves are reaching out to each other." Axel's grip on her hand tightened slightly. "It's incredible. I've never felt anything like this before." Luka watched the scene unfold, a mix of emotions playing across his face. "This bond... It's powerful. More powerful than I've ever seen before I don’t even think our parent’s bond is quite this strong.” Although he did feel a tad left out of the group the other all had their wolves and he didn’t. Lilly could sense Luka's unease and turned to her brother, her eyes filled with concern. "Luka, are you okay?"

My eyes showed Zara that Renlee was now in control and was no longer tolerating her tantrum. “YOU ARE OUR MATE LITTLE ONE!” He bellowed, grabbing her unapologetically before pulling her into our arms and wrapping her in our embrace, kissing her with reckless abandonment. The emotions exchanged between them was unequivocally the most passionate, fiery, desperate and obsessive kiss I have ever felt in my life. Just as Ren pushed out the full extent of our aura onto her, Cohen, Onyx and Luca arrived, encompassing themselves around her, touching her in soft, intimate strokes, pets, and rubs on her back, arms and shoulders to relax her wolf.

Her brow arched, arms crossed, accompanied by a mischievous grin. She shifted her position on the couch, clearing her throat. Laura was well aware of what she was going through because she told her about it out of sheer frustration. Her wolf, Cassia, wasn’t cooperating whenever Lucian was around. The mere exchange of glances, casual conversations, or even the lightest touch would never fail to ignite the powerful mate bond, accompanied by an undeniable surge of lust.

"I can't moooove..." Whitney just grinned, letting out a happy little grunt before snuggling up under Hollis’ arm as she got lost in the sweeping sensation of her roommate’s comforting touch. Kendra’s gentle movements slowed down eventually, easing to a stop as she allowed sleep to wash over her calmly. “I love you, West Coast....” Hollis’ head lolled to the side so she could smile tenderly at her girlfriend, who was currently staring up into her grey orbs with those big, exaggerated light brown eyes of her own. “I love you so much....”