Demon Slayer Kiss Novels & Stories

She tried to hold Geon by the shirt of his pajamas, but the demon wore none, what the young woman tried to hold was his skin, which resulted in a scratch as she searched for something from him to hold onto. Geon let out a sigh between the girl's lips and then deepened the kiss, bringing her body closer to hers in a way that made the young woman feel warmer than before. Artemisia ran her hand down the demon's breastplate, feeling him claim more and more of a piece of her. The young woman felt like she could fish at any moment, she held the demon by the arm with the same grip he held her body. The demon's kiss tasted like ambrosia, she couldn't tell if it was something magical of his, which sh

She didn't even know what she was doing as she bit his lower lip hard enough to draw out a small amount of blood making him break the kiss as he cussed. "Fuck!" His voice was so thick and guttural, the vibrations going straight to her core.. Riley panted heavily but he only let her take just a gulp of breath before he slammed his lips on her again. Her lips parted on her own as he kissed her fervently. His hand moved up from her thigh as he cupped her cheek and deepened the kiss. Damon was getting high on her. She was like an aphrodisiac and he just couldn't get enough. He sucked her lower lip hard. He knew she needed to breathe but he just couldn't pull himself off of her.

“Don’t… stop.” He growled, low, primal, and lowered his lips to hers. The kiss was deep, claiming, a predator’s possessive hunger matched by a mate’s desperate need. Silver and shadow flared around them, twin and Luna entwined, feeding the heat, fueling the bond further. Kael’s hands roamed with deliberate intensity, memorizing every inch of her, anchoring her to him physically as he already held her soul-bound.

I kissed him because I had forfeited my right to stand alone. Dmitri’s reaction was immediate and overwhelmingly complete. For a fraction of a second, I felt his sharp, consuming surprise, and then his hand shot up, abandoning the ledger to cup the back of my head. His grip was fiercely possessive, pulling me flush against his face, deepening the kiss with a devastating, consuming need that mirrored the unspoken terror he had confessed to me. He wasn't taking pleasure; he was accepting the offering.

“Make love to me.” Damon asks, “Are you sure?” I'm lying on my bed and he's lying on top of me, patiently looking at me. “Yes.” I reach my hand up and cup his face. I lean up to kiss him. I feel everything in this kiss, everything. I don't know how long we kiss and I really don't care. I just can't believe this is all happening to me. I'm not human and I'm about to make love with a demon…a demon who is the Prince of Hell and I'm his mate. His mate...wow. I guess there is such a thing as soulmates!

“Do you want it to be?” He didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed me. It wasn’t hungry. It wasn’t desperate. It was deliberate. It said everything he couldn’t say in words. I kissed back slowly, letting the question melt. When we broke apart, neither of us moved. He was the first to speak. “That felt... right.” I nodded. “It did.” He bit his lip. “So?” “So?” I echoed. He leaned back, tucking his head under moonlight. “So... what is this then? Casual, serious, somewhere in between?”

Her tunic had long since slipped off her upper body, leaving her bare, and now the demon's hands slid over her skin—hot, possessive, yet laced with a strange reverence. Kael's mouth kissed down her neck, then lower, under her collarbone. Each kiss held something primal, nearly cruel in its hunger—like he wanted to devour her. Not just her body. But her entirety. Deeply. Irrevocably. And then... he bit her. Not hard. Just enough to make Rea moan softly, her body arching to meet his. His lips moved over her chest, across the curve of her ribs, clinging to her skin—and just before he could delve deeper into this intoxicated exploration...

“Well done, Deimon. You’ve proven your strength and leadership. But remember, this is just the beginning.” Deimon nodded, knowing she was right. The victory was significant, but the challenges ahead were even greater. The Crescent Order and the Luna’s Tear were still looming threats, and they needed to be prepared. As Deimon stood there, surrounded by his friends and allies, a surge of emotion overcame him. Without thinking, he leaned in and kissed Kate, right there in front of everyone. It was a kiss full of gratitude, love, and promise. When they pulled apart, Kate’s eyes were shining with tears of joy, and Deimon could feel the warmth of her affection radiating through him.

I cooed, and I did not know why I did that at a time when death was around us like a dark cloud, but I did it anyway. A deep kiss. First kiss with her on those soft, pink, sensual lips. Those pouty and sexy lips finally met with mine, fitting in as I deepened and savored the sweetness with my eyes closed. It was supposed to be just a romantic kiss, but it wasn't. The magic we prayed for happened right from the kiss. "All this irritates me! I take back my offer! The Lycan prince is dying now!" I heard the demon roar in frustration, but what he wasn't aware of was that I wasn't injured and weakened anymore.

The lady now known as Lilly, and Demon's wife, said. ***** Jess House: She tried to push him off before she succumbed to his kisses, but he wasn't moving. The kiss stopped as it began and Demon quickly leaned and stole a kiss before he gave a tiny space between them. "I love you Elena and I don't care if you love me back or you hate me. I know it will never change the fact that I am an assassin, a very dangerous one at that. But you should know after kissing you, I don't think I can ever leave you or stay away from you like you said." Demon told her and walked past Elena and entered the house.