Blood One Night Kiss Novels & Stories

I turn around and head to my room. Fisting my hands, I walk in, just in time to see my lover undressing. I was mad, frustrated. Was he so eager to find me? Feeling desperate, I approach my lover and kiss him. As he holds me against his body, I feel his need in me. Standing in the middle of my room, I let my lover kiss me and undress me. Feeling my bloodthirst, I snap my fingers. Making my lover stay still, I order him to rise. As I circle my arms around his neck, I bite, drinking his blood.

“I wonder who must have told you so soon about him.” “You’re my daughter, Jessica, I deserve to know.” He stood from his seat and walked towards mine. “Dinner date with him tomorrow here at home. I have some things to take care of now. Good night, my princess,” he said as he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead and went upstairs. I left as well without offering a word to anyone else and made my way to my room. Once there, I paced around for what felt like hours as I thought of possible ways to let Dione down. I thought I liked him, but I didn’t understand what was happening now.

He stopped and turned around, the frown on his face disappearing and being replaced by a smile as he picked her up and kissed her on the cheek. Well, it was good to know that he was mad at only me. He called Coco to come over and then three of them disappeared behind his door. “Don’t look so glum. You can use this time to get him to forgive you. Come on, let's go upstairs. We padded out pregnant selves back upstairs to take a nap since we had woken up early this morning to make the flight. I fell asleep as soon as I hit my bed. There was blood on the ground. Not a pool of blood or a drop of blood. It looked like someone had opened up a river somewhere and let it gush out.

My hand traveled into his already disheveled hair, pulling and tugging as I made more proximity between us. He breaks the kiss and looks at me. “Jump” He orders and I leap, wrapping my legs around his torso. His hands traveled up my thighs, forcefully pushing the leather out of the way. He carries me through the hallway towards his bedroom, not breaking the kiss for a second. His holds up my ass with one arm, scrambling through his pocket for his room key. He successfully opens the door, breaking the kiss for a slight second to catch our breath. Our pants mix in the air as his lips find my neck, sucking and biting.

I can’t believe that one night could change my whole life forever. A one-night-stand with Lysander Hitwell of all people? Why does it have to be him? Why can’t it be just someone who’s average… normal? This wouldn’t have happened if he wasn't so powerful. If he doesn’t have a sacred bloodline to protect. I heaved a deep sigh. We have the tickets. One-way. Rich booked them, and all we have to do now is leave the country. But it doesn’t feel that simple. Not when I know Alpha Reginald could still find me.

Sienna The moment I kissed him back, a rush of conflict surged within me. Surrender. Home. The lingering metallic taste of blood coated my tongue, a grim reminder of the rogue that had nearly fucking taken my life. The ache in my spine throbbed from crashing into the wall, but none of it mattered now. Not when Ronan's kiss ignited a raw fire within me. Not when his hands trembled against my skin — not from fear, but from fierce restraint.

I smirked at the plan and texted a butler to get that set up. "Well aren't you kinky?" She teased me as we reached the bedroom right next to mine and she took him inside. She put him on the bed and then handed him a bottle of blood on the nightstand, opening it for him. He drank it quickly and then turned over, curling up in the bed as he looked tired. I watched him and sat down on the edge of the bed. She watched us for a few minutes and then smirked before she ruffled my hair and walked out, shutting the door behind her. Dmitri purred softly as he was starting to fall asleep, nuzzling his head against the pillows. I looked him over and rubbed where he had bit me. He's really my mate.... I

he trailed off, so I finished the sentence for him. "You don't do relationships, it's a one night only kind of deal. I know." His eyes watched mine for an uncomfortably long time before he stepped closer again, his hand wrapping around my waist and pulling me against his hard body as his lips crashed against mine in a kiss that was mind altering in its intensity. (Christmas day) Roman had been the perfect combination of gentle and rough, as his hands wondered and his body lay claim to mine all night long.

He locked her between his chest and the mattress as he kissed and dominated her mercilessly. Jessica was taken aback by his sudden kiss, leaving her mind in disarray. She dumbly allowed him to take advantage of her, until her lips stung, and she instinctively parted her teeth, clumsily welcoming his warm and slippery tongue into her mouth. Marcus's fervent kiss frightened Jessica. She was unfamiliar with matters of love between men and women, like a pure white paper that couldn't withstand Marcus's passionate kiss. Her entire body felt weak, as if small electric currents ran through her. Trembling all over, she forgot to react, tightly gripping the bedsheets beneath her, knuckles raised, her

That ravage me. “Dima…” My name is a pure moan on her lips, inciting pure lust. I milk her sweetness, loving the taste of her lips. I’ve kissed various women before, but none can be compared to Dawn. As I kiss her with masterful precision, I taste the sweetness of the juice she drank earlier at the club. “Dima…” She groans again. I taste the coppery tang of blood but I don’t know from whose lips it’s coming from, either way we continue with the kiss. The dark side of me, the sadistic side loves the blood that seeped out and how we exchange it.