Cara Membuat Kissmark Novels & Stories

Mark can't resist and kisses Kevin. - You know, I still have time. - Time for what? - To leave you something to remember me by instead of missing me. Kevin frowns but widens his eyes when Mark's hand reaches through the waistband of his sweatpants and grabs his cock. He immediately gets hard, and Mark swallows his member, leaving Kevin gasping for air. The blowjob didn't take long. Caught by surprise, Kevin reached climax very early, and when he recovered, he was already tasting his own taste in his lover's mouth.

He kissed along my jaw and moved down to where my marking spot would be. I immediately tensed, not ready for his marking. He lifted his head, “I will not mark you until you are ready,” he promised, “I just want to taste your skin,” he assured. As he did lick the marking spot, I felt more wetness fill my body. “This is where I will mark you, when you are ready,” Cole vowed, as he continued to gently nibble at the spot.

Actually, not many kiss marks were visible on Steen's neck and chest. Upon hearing the man's order, Vivian once again looked at the man's exposed skin, and she found that there was only one kiss mark on the man's neck and two kiss marks near the collarbone area. Indeed, there were only three kiss marks visible to the naked eye, but how did Vivian get rid of them? Kiss marks like that would usually fade by themselves within a few days, and she didn't know how to get rid of them.

I wanted to mark him at the same time he was going to explode or maybe beforehand to increase the intensity. “Are you close?” He whispered seductively in my ear; all I could do was nod and buck my hips up to meet him in response as I couldn’t get the words out. As he continued his rhythm, he had started to place kissed along my jaw again as he headed to my marking spot…..damn he had the same idea as me!

He could feel his jaw aching with the need to mark her, but he had to wait for the ceremony. So he settled for sucking on her marking spot and leaving a hickey to ease Duke’s nervousness. She would smell like him and the hickey would last her most of the evening. It was not his mark, but it was the best he could do. She was still putty in his arms with her eyes glazed over in lust. At least she was easing into being comfortable enough with him. He reluctantly planted one last gentle kiss on the corner of her lips, knowing that if he kissed her on her lips again, he would lose himself in her and they’d never make it to the bonfire.

I stared at his perfect lips, wanting to kiss them, as they formed the words. “Yeah, well, I never said I was a good student.” The fingers of one of Noah’s hands made their way to my chin, moving me into a gentle, yet insistent kiss. The kiss deepened, my lips parting to give him more. His kiss was hot and deep, banishing every unhappy thought from my mind. He tucked his head, breaking the connection and allowing me to replenish the much needed oxygen for my aching body. I took an unsteady breath, keeping my eyes closed, feeling lightheaded and wonderful.

My heart skyrocketed, as I felt his skin. A wave of desire ran over my body when he pressed me even more, as he sniffed longer. His face is fully buried in my neck, and I can sense his lips move a bit. A tiny movement. Tiny and careful, in placing a small and quick kiss on a special spot for marking. Yes. There is a special spot for marking your mate. It is a spot that we always take good care of. I could fall to the ground with these feelings. What is he doing? Whatever it is, it feels nice, good, warm, and so much better. I wish I could have these feelings longer.

he said in a deep voice, staring right into my eyes, and making my heart race. “Y-yours?” I was confused. “But how?” “There are two steps as I learned,” he started. “The first one is what is called ‘The Mating’, which consists of...” he nervously rubbed the back of his neck. “Making love.” I gasped. “W-what?!” “The second step is ‘The Marking’.” He turned and put his cold index finger on my neck. “I’ll have to bite you here,” he mumbled. “The marking consists of transmitting our blood to each other, to seal the bond between us.” he finished, leaving me speechless.

"My God of Sex, come with me here and love me as you know how, love me madly that I will do the same, I want you to make me feel like a woman, that woman who adores you above all things" Marck didn't wait long to place her on the bed, he took off her bra first to kiss the aureoles of his beloved girlfriend, his tongue going around them and at times sucking them, receiving her beautiful moans, something that excited him more and more. He took off what he was wearing as if he were a magician in a jiffy, being naked for her, who with her hands caressed him wherever she could while both mouths kissed and ate with desperation to love each other, Mark made a path of kisses to finally get where he

Roxy's expression transformed, her confusion melting away as a radiant smile spread across her face, illuminating the space between us. She gently traced my jawline with her fingers, igniting a trail of fiery sparks that coursed across my skin. I reciprocated, placing my hand tenderly on the side of her face. In that moment, I knew she would bear my mark, a symbol of our eternal bond. With a soft, tender touch, I cupped her cheek, my fingers molding to the gentle curve of her face. Then, with a gentle withdrawal, I left behind my mark, its delicate, glittering pattern shimmering along the side of her face like a promise of forever.