Romans & histoires Bloody Kisses Cover

“Thanks for getting me out of there. Those people are crazy!” Ashley grinned and tossed me a magazine. It was one of the trashy ones called The Press that she always picked up whenever she went grocery shopping. On the front cover was a picture of my wedding. Jack’s arms were wrapped around me as he kissed me under the white awning with the headline “EXCLUSIVE!” plastered across the cover in garish red. I felt my jaw drop again. At this rate, I was going to end up with a bruise on my chest.

My heart slammed so hard I was sure he could hear it. Then he closed the distance. The kiss wasn’t soft or sweet, it was pure claiming. His mouth crashed against mine with ten years of pent-up hunger, teeth grazing my lip just enough to sting. I tasted something metallic and ancient, like blood and wine mixed together. I made this helpless sound against him, half protest, half something I didn’t want to name. My hands pushed at his chest even while my mouth opened for him, my traitorous body melting into the solid wall of muscle.

I said in a matter of fact tone and shivered when he brushed his lips on my jawline and along my ears. "Oh come on," he almost complained. "I want those lips on mine so badly." His voice grew hoarse and deep, making my knees feel weak and my hormones to go wild. The next thing I knew, his lips were perfectly covered on mine and I gasped when he lifted me off the table, guiding us to the bed. A moan escaped through my lips when his lips trailed down my neck and onto my cleavage, one his hands playing with the end of my shirt in a teasing manner. My heartbeat increased when he stripped off my shirt, placing his large hand on my waist before giving them a squeeze. My heartbeat fastened when his

The stench of blood and terror clung to the air. I went to the first man, the weaker one, the one whose whimpers had filled the room for the past two days. He did not glance at me. Coward! With dramatic caution, I leaned forward, my lips grazing his cheek as I kissed him. Then another on the other cheek. And then one on his forehead. A blessing. A farewell. I inhaled and took a step back, cocking my head to look at what I'd created. Red lipstick stained his sweaty, pale face.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

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.

Blake Fuck, I am kissing Roxy. Kissing Roxy. How is this possible after lusting after her ever since she has arrived back in my hometown. She tastes almost sweet, and a hint of something I can’t put my finger on. Her dulled fragrance is like the smell of spring all fresh and new. My tongue probes deeper into her mouth as she sucks on it, making my mind go to all kinds of dirty places. Roxy on her knees sucking my cock off, deep throating me until my balls explode hot cum down the back of her throat.

Before I could collect my thoughts, he surged forward and claimed my lips. The kiss was hot, wet, and utterly consuming. His lips pressed against mine with a firm dominance that left no room for hesitation. I gasped in shock, and he took full advantage, his tongue slipping past my parted lips to explore my mouth with skill that made my head spin. The faint bitterness of alcohol mingled with his natural sweetness, creating an intoxicating blend that left me dizzy. Kyven completely dominated the kiss, his tongue tangling with mine in a way that felt overwhelming yet thrilling. It was messy and unrestrained, his teeth grazing my lower lip as he deepened the kiss with an urgency that demanded my

Her lips are finally reaching my pool of moisture; she is slowly stimulating it with her tongue. Jackson's mouth is now kissing my breasts, my body is being teased from all angles, and every inch of me is burning with pleasure. Gazing down at them, they are both deep into enjoying the taste of my body. Jackson moves, grabbing the blindfold. He places it over my eyes, his hands grasping mine before tying them above my head. I can feel them both moving. Suddenly lips begin kissing mine, Roxy's lips; I can recognise them instantly. She tastes so sweet; my body jumps at something like glass sliding across my nipple, the coldness trailing down my body, rubbing over my clit. It reaches my sex, the