Wlw Cuddling Novels & Stories

It was like they had been waiting for the signal because they were swamped on her, laying on the bed and cuddling her. “Sorry, we are big on cuddling. We like sleeping in piles if possible because it is calming.” Another provided, explaining her thoughts, and she nodded her head. Liza was lying next to her, and she held the lady in her arms, cuddling her into her bosom. She wasn’t going to lie; she felt a sense of peace wash down her body, and Ariel closed her eyes, settling to sleep. “Goodnight.” She whispered in a low voice, but the wind carried her voice, and they all chorused goodnight in return, and they were soon fast asleep.

he said, voice warm as he scooted closer. She smiled sleepily, that gap-toothed grin that could light up the darkest room. “Family hug. Big one. With extra squeezes.” We both laughed quietly, leaning in until the three of us were wrapped together in the middle of her bed—warm, safe, whole. Her little body fit perfectly between us, Mr. Roar squished in the middle like he was part of the pact. I could feel Dante’s arm around my shoulders, his hand resting on Lila’s back, rubbing slow circles the way he did when she had tummy aches or bad days at preschool.

I told him. I then slide into his lap, not even the least bit embarrassed that Farak is in the room and still watching. Quinn does the same to him all the time. Courtney does it to Ben, and don’t even get me started on Parker and Carli’s PDA. It’s becoming the norm for me too—to seek Valentine’s touch and for him to seek mine when one of us needs comfort. I guess it’s a werewolf thing, but I’m not complaining. I love it.

Bastien answers Lila, noting my distraction with a smug smirk. “That’s one word for it.” Aiden snorts under his breath. “Celbrating how?” Lila’s pert nose crinkles in confusion, but a moment later her features light up as she arrives at a possible explanation for all the mud, “jumping in puddles?” “No my love,” I laugh. Jumping in puddles is Lila’s all time favorite pastime. “We let our wolves out to play.”

“Huh? Hugs?” “Yes. Hugs. I love hugging the doggy.” Chad shifts his body around carefully without knocking the toddler over and he lays down on the carpet with his head resting on Lily's back hip. He throws an arm over her, snuggling in and closing his eyes. “Ah.. this is nice!” He peeks one eye open to look at the child. “Want to join me?” “Es.”

To my astonishment, instead of cowering or recoiling, Sarah suddenly began to play joyfully with Luca, my wolf, as if unbothered by his presence. I allowed them to play together to help strengthen their bond, which I consider important. Over time, Luca started to become overly playful and touchy. He was licking her excessively, beyond what I found acceptable, and he would nuzzle his nose between her thighs or chest. I felt they had enough time to connect, especially when Sarah fell to the ground laughing, and Luca began to crawl over her body.

….. Colt approached Lilith and Cloe and inquired, "Wife, how are you doing?" "Cloe and I are watching those werewolves. They are dancing, Colt," Lilith smiled as she looked at Colt. "You're right," Colt said with a smile. "They look like they're dancing." Lilith questioned, holding Colt's hand, "Why are they doing that?" "It's a tradition; they do it once a month," Colt explained. "But I'd never seen them before; this is the first time I've seen them," Lilith observed.