Dazzling Breath Novels & Stories

He continued his sensual journey, pausing to place a reverent kiss on my belly button before his hands grasped my shorts, ripping them away with a primal growl that sent shivers down my spine. Despite the mark's persistent burning, I focused on Raziel's gentle descent, his lips tracing a path onto my inner thighs. His warm breath caressed my skin, sending shivers up my spine. As he drew closer, his exhalations danced across my sensitive flesh, teasing me with anticipation. I gasped softly, my body betraying my excitement, as his breath whispered against my clit. “Do you want it?” He whispered, his voice low and husky, each word an intricate spell that sent shivers down my spine. His warm bre

My breathe hitches and I forget how to breathe. I can already see the headlines forming 'heiress dies a shocking death from forgetting to breathe in the presence of a hot heir'......... yeah, that doesn't sound so good. He reaches his hand forward and brings his fingers to the front of my neck to grasp the other end of the necklace. The trail of his finger on my skin sets my body on fire and my breathing starts to become erratic. I think I hear him do a deep intake of breath but that could just be my imagination. This is pure torture.

Forcing my head to look up at her, I dare to open my mouth and ask, "Why?" My voice was hoarse, vision blurry and head spinning in a daze. I watch bitterly as she held her breath, pursing her lips firmly together before opening her mouth to speak.

My breath caught up in my throat and my heart thumped violently. "Z-Z-Zay-ne wh-wh—" he chuckled, his hot breath hitting the space above my ear. My body shivered from the shock of his proximity and his breath on me, his apple-berry cologne encasing me in its delicious prison. My eyes squeezed shut, not fully understanding what I was expecting.

A gasp escaped her lips as his touch caused her to part her lips involuntarily, when she felt her palms clenching against her hair, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts. “You’re mysterious Ora. Did you know?”- Aurora's breath caught in her throat as his whispered words brushed against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. She met his intense gaze with a mixture of amusement and curiosity. “Did you do black magic on me by any chance?” – He asked his voice low and heavy. His warm breath against her bare neck sent a wave of goosebumps cascading across her skin, her breathing growing shallow and erratic. As his tongue trailed along her neck, Aurora's eyes fluttered shut, her lips partin

, she murmured with a gasp. Emma gulps hard feeling captivated by those orbs having a powerful influence over her. Her breaths were hitched and heart stopped working while his hot breath fanning against her lips, teases her. "You want to make my taste better right.. wait we'll do something for it", he pants against her lips and she feels baffled.

Her voice held a melodic quality, like silver bells in a distant meadow. Daphne's laughter danced through the air, a silvery melody amidst the intricate symphony. "Oh, Xanthe, can you just take a deep breath? They wouldn't dare close the doors of the hall if I were not present," she chuckled, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

'Your runaway filthy brother who kidnapped the princess! ... Volumptuous beauty twirled her swan like enticing body carving out in space, her sensuality beaming through the voice of her moves as hazel orbs were stuck on her breathtaking curves shaking to the beat, alluring like the flower of the spring. Daksh emptied the wine glass as he recklessly threw it against the wall, shattering roar trembled the dancing doll as she haulted her steps in mid air, stupified by his sudden aggression.

HADES POV I tapped my fingers continuously in a rhythm as I gazed down at the stage below. My eyes were glued on the figure that had her head down, her hair is white, just like the little tattered dress that did nothing to hide her small body. “Ladies and gentlemen, our next item is a true prize among our ranks. I present to you a pure breeder”. A breeder, huh? I tilted my head with a frown as her scent- lavender and a mixture of honey continued to draw me in, almost like a spell, igniting my senses.

The air charges with every unspoken word. He mirrors my movement. His face comes closer. The scent of him overwhelms my senses. I feel the warm brush of his breath against my cheek. The moment balances on a razor-sharp precipice. The jazz fades to a low, throbbing hum. The fire crackles softly in the background. He whispers, “You’re captivating.” The words land like a velvet promise. They set the stage for everything about to unfold. The night pulses with raw possibility.