Angels Kiss On Forehead Novels & Stories

His words causing a light blush to form on Ashton's otherwise ivory skin. After some deliberation and the angel fighting to keep the conversation on track, they had eventually come to an agreement, no different than the original. Damien seemingly pleased despite there being nothing extra in it for him. That was until the moment Ashton was signing the papers. A hand gently pulled up his chin to face the demon, almost caressing his skin with the light touch. "Shame that you haven't taken a bride. Why is that? Is there something you haven't told anyone?" His voice deeper than before, but nearly a whisper as he had closed much of the distance between the two. The Angel's eyes widened in surprise

I leaned in just enough to whisper huskily in her ear: "What is an angel doing among all these sinners?" The brunette turned to look at me, a mischievous smile on her lips. Her dark eyes narrowed as she slid her hands up my chest and wrapped them around my neck. Rising onto her tiptoes, she captured my lips in a kiss. Caught completely off guard, I felt her bite my lower lip, drawing a groan from me. I squeezed her ass, desperate to feel her, wondering what she tasted like. The angel pulled back, her eyes still closed, and said softly:

He looked down at me, my hair spread around me, surrounded by flowers which towered above me. “You really are an Angel” he said breathlessly before leaning down next to me and pulling me to him to kiss. His hands caressed me over my dress as he kissed me deeply, possessively leaving me breathless. I wanted to touch him and my hands moved towards him but he caught them, stopping to move both wrists into the grip of one of his large hands which he then moved above my head. “Keep your hands here Angel, let me worship you.” I swallowed hard, the urge to touch him was so powerful, I wasn’t sure I could do it but I nodded compliantly.

She relaxed her body in his arms and moaned. A few strands of hair were loose from her ponytail and were framing her face. He gently tucked the loose strands behind her ears. He caressed her face while staring into her eyes intensely. She did not know what he was searching for, but she was comfortable with it. She stared back into his beautiful hazel eyes and smiled. She loved his eyes, the beautiful swirl of colors in them, it was like staring out of the Galaxy at another world. His eyes seemed to be telling a story, trying to pass across a message, but she could not understand it. He held her chin with his right hand and tilted her head towards his. He bent his head and softly placed his l

Damn taste delicious, my my, my angel is a great wife damn she is smiling cheekily as I open my eyes I couldn’t contain myself anymore and kiss my angel torridly as our lips meet, I pressed our body even more closer leaving no space for the air to pass I savor her soft sultry sweet lips I was about to deepen our kiss when someone interrupt it with a squealing pig like voice “mommy you see, big bro is eating the lips of my goddess go scold him,” arghh this ugly pig just interrupt as my angel hid his face on my bare chest as I hug her closer to me not facing them. I know my angel is shy as she refused to let go of me and I feel her tighten her hold I let out a small chuckle on what she did.

He places his forehead against mine and closes his eyes, he let out a sigh before slowly rubbing our noses together, "What are you doing to me, Angela?"

Unable to hide the inflamed look that seeped across my face, I leant down, nudging her head up to meet my demand. "Mmm, If you're a good angel- you might get to meet him later." I groaned against her. Teasing at the curves of her lips with my tongue like she had done to me not moments ago, a throaty groan left my throat the second her tongue slipped past her perfect teeth to meet mine in a passionate embrace. Cupping her beautiful head in my hands after smoothing my masculine hands up the slender planes of her thighs and hips.

She smiles at me as I kiss her forehead and pats me on the shoulder before very carefully opening the cabin door and stepping inside. ➿➿➿➿ Angelique is kissing Marea in front of me, a little deeper and sloppier than they did on the pool table. They are both naked and caressing each other very gently, as if they are touching porcelain. Both omegas smell like heaven and are so beautiful together...

asked Erika enthusiastically. "Of course. There are also Angels selling such dresses, wing accessories and crowns!" "Wow! Angels selling? What did they buy it with? Money? Gold? Or what?" "Fresh fruit and flowers! Why do you think Angels need money for?" "Why do Angels want flowers and fruit? Do they eat fruit like fairies?" "We don't eat it. We inhale the aroma. Fresh fruit is very fragrant, as are some flowers and wild grasses!" Erika's eyes widened perfectly.

"No! I am not going to do anything until you tell me–holy freaking sh*t!" Ethan accidentally pushed a human-sized angel statue beside the fireplace. They heard clicking sounds before the angel statue slide aside with the wall behind it, revealing a stair leading somewhere down. None of them was able to react for a full minute. Their eyes just kept shifting back forth from each other, both riddled with confusion. "What is this place?" Ethan exclaimed while scanning the spacious room that is filled with all kinds of weird stuff. "I have never seen these things before in my life." Andra stated with astonishment.