A Kiss From A Demon Novels & Stories

For someone who hasn't been able to make any contact with humans, he's super happy to touch me. The white dress he bought for me, he pulled it off my body. He leaned his head on my neck and kissed it. A moan escaped my lips and I gasped, slamming my hand over my lips. I wasn't supposed to moan because of an ordinary kiss on the neck. He brought his face close to mine, pulling my hand from my mouth. His lips curled into a smiled. Did I say I was the demon? He's the demon. "I love that sound coming from you Ruby. I want to hear more" he whispered.

His cock was monstrous now, thicker than Kai's wrist, heavily ridged, veins glowing faintly, the head already drooling a constant stream of pre-come. "You finally understand," the demon said, voice a perfect copy of Kai's yet layered with centuries of cruel lust. "All those views, all that lust, all those people touching themselves to your destruction. It fed me until I could take everything." He did not ask. He simply took. The demon grabbed Kai by the throat and lifted him off the floor with one hand. Kai's feet dangled as the demon kissed him brutally, tongue forcing its way deep into his mouth while the tail wrapped around both of Kai's wrists, pinning them behind his back. The kiss was

His voice was hoarse and desperate. “No my love.” I pled in a way, my lips brushing on his with my hand running up his nape to his hair. “They did not even touch me,” I whispered, feeling him ready to roar hell on any that would hurt me. “No one would dare touch what’s yours, my love.” I coaxed, speaking to the demon in him that had attached to me. I caressed his skin, gripped his hair, and begged for entrance. The kiss was desperate, begging and pleading with his soul. His own was hungry, demanding, and needing.

She vowed to herself. Cuddled against his wife's chest, with her soft breasts rising and falling with her every inhale and exhale of breath, the demon's heart burned and dirty thoughts began to flash through his mind. He moved his head, burying his face between her mounds to inhale her intoxicating womanly scent. "You..." Shamsiya flushed, her face heating in embarrassment at the man's action. "Just words won't do. I want you to kiss me to seal the promise." The demon chuckled and moved up her body. When he stopped, both of them were breathing hard, with their foreheads and nose pressed against each other, and every part of their bodies connected together.

Linus didn't even realize that the demon went away from his side, he’s too confused with what he is feeling right now. The woman kept laughing and dancing. The woman eventually kissed the demon and he gladly kissed back. "What is happening?" he feels like he's going to pass out any time soon. He wanted to get away but his own body wouldn't function. Deep inside, he wanted to stay and he's starting to feel fear because of it. The demon withdrew from the heated kiss, “I’m not so generous so enjoy it while it last,” The demon’s words are clear to his ears but his intent is not. The demon lightly pushed the woman and she landed on Linus' arms.

I asked. "No. I'm just wondering if you are still the same girl I know." "Why?" "You seemed like a nerd then but now I feel like I got the wrong impression of you." "Yea you did." He brushed his hands gently up my sides to rest on my shoulders, ignoring my breasts so obviously that I let out a frustrated groan and pounded my fists against his chest in protest. "I’m savored, I promise," I told him tartly, reaching for his zipper. 'Jesus.' He hissed as he felt my little hands through his jeans. 'You’re perfect. Did you know that?' He molded his hands to my breasts, giving them each exactly what they wanted. Nate sucked in a deep, ragged breath. 'Fuck.'

The door to the room I was, flew open, revealing the demon himself, dressed in his all black glory, he was holding a gun, he looked over at me and smirked, dropping the gun on his table, he walked over to his dresser, taking off his rolled up sleeve suit. "You know this is low right, even for you." I said. "I'll take the risk." His very sweet voice echoed around the room, damn, how I've missed that voice. "Lemme guess, you want to 50 shades of gray me." I said, Sacarsm dripping from my words. He gave a full rich laugh, taking off his pants and sliding on his black joggers. "Hmm, kinda." He said. "Look Tyler, in order to avoid any nonsense in the future, just let me go." I said, although, I k

"I was doing what you asked, Nevera, pretending. The kiss doesn't mean anything to me." "I don't joke with what is mine, for the fact I asked you to pretend doesn't give you the right to give him access to your body." "He doesn't have access to my body, Nevera," Rozralas voiced and turned to face him, their heads merely touching each other. The demon could see the angry eyes of Nevera and tried to cool him down. "It was just a kiss that meant nothing to me." "I don't like it, him touching you irritates me," Nevera scrunched up his nose. "I can still smell his horrible scent on you."

She never wanted her kids to grow up in this darkness. Damon’s fury finally softened, though the madness still lingered in his eyes. He pulled her close and kissed her — and she didn’t protest. But it wasn’t passion, nor love. It was raw, hard, consuming, a collision of desperation and violence. She could taste blood on his lips, acrid smoke clinging to his breath, the metallic tang searing her tongue. The kiss was suffocating, unhinged, more like a claim than an embrace.

KAYLEEN These things can’t be real. The doctor is gone but I’m not taking them. I’m not going with medications and I’m never gonna believe her. “Why won’t you believe her?” she’s speaking to me again with her creepy face. Her hands touched my cheeks and she leaned closer. “You are a demon. You are a murderer.” Her whispers made me feel like my blood is on its boiling point. “See? You are angry!” she added and dodged my hand attempting to grip on her arm.