Demon Slayer Kiss Novels & Stories

So he did the only thing that came to him in that moment—he leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss. It was sudden, unexpected, and overwhelming. His lips were firm yet gentle, demanding yet tender. The kiss was an assertion, a way to remind her that she was still alive, still capable of feeling something other than fear. Esteria's initial shock melted into something warmer, deeper, as his kiss grew more insistent. Her hands, weak as they were, found their way to his shoulders, clutching at him as if he were her lifeline.

I felt like I had caught him, he must have slacked in his cooked stories. "You said you want to take it back without shedding blood. That's why we are using the Kiss Of Vengeance. Alpha Jake has kissed your hand four times already, we need six more to go." He still found a way out and I felt marveled. He was good at this. "Kiss Of Vengeance?" I asked as that was the part that marveled me the most in his new development. "I see that you do not believe me and I'm sure that your memory will still come back. Until then, I'll let you do whatever you want." He stood up from the bed, walking out but he couldn't stop turning back to look at me.

Damon leaned in and kissed her. Not gently or cautiously, but desperately-like a man possessed. His mouth crashed against hers, hungry and unrestrained, a kiss pulled straight from grief and guilt and months of tension he had refused to acknowledge. Lena stiffened for a heartbeat—surprised, breath caught in her throat—then melted into him with a soft, helpless sound.

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.

The kiss was fierce, fueled by a torrent of emotions—anger, desire, frustration, and an overwhelming need to dominate. His hand slid to her waist, yanking her closer and pressing their bodies together under the cold stream of water. His other hand gripped her neck, controlling the intensity of their kiss. Hailey's initial resistance melted away, her hands wrapping around his neck as she matched his fervor, their breaths mingling in the heated exchange.

"Tell us what you need." "You. All of you. Now." Damon breaks the kiss long enough to pull my shirt over my head. His eyes darken as he takes me in. "Gorgeous. Always so gorgeous." His mouth finds my breast, tongue circling before he takes the peak between his teeth. Not gentle. The sharp pleasure makes me gasp. Kieran's hands replace Damon's in my hair, tugging my head back to kiss me. Deep. Possessive. His other hand slides around to cup my breast, thumb rubbing over the nipple Damon abandoned.

Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time. "I am so ready to kiss you," he murmurs, reaching up to gently hold either side of my face. His fingertips are cold against my skin, an icy breeze sweeping down the valley, pulling strands of stray hair across my face. Alec brushes them away, leaning down slowly. I close my eyes, bracing myself for his lips to press against mine.

Only to pull away the next second as they stare at each other's eyes. This time Koishi learns in kissing his lips as it slowly turns passionate than before. Playing with the tongue and tugging over the bottom of the lip with their eyes closed. A low growl escapes from the Takeshi throat. “I will be with you Koishu and in return, you just have to be with me to never leave me never Koishi and I will never let you leave me” Koishi slapped himself right across the left side of his cheek making him close his eyes. Rubbing over the spot where he just slapped feeling the stinging sensation over it.

A hoarse growl escaped his lips, and I savored the taste of his minty and sweet kiss, a familiar sensation I had experienced before. But now... there was something different. Something that hinted at a profound change. It was as if he wasn't the one kissing me. I was about to remove my blindfold when his hand gently stopped me, urging me to wait. I cleared my throat, ready to question him, but he silenced me with another passionate kiss. His lips caressed mine, eliciting a shiver that coursed through my entire being. The taste of his kiss seemed to search the depths of my soul, captivating me in an instant.

I state in a grieve voice, because if this keeps up George will get rid of us all one by one. He nods while gazing into my eyes and then leans down to kiss me. With our lips just a fraction of an inch apart, I feel the tension between us building. Until he breaks the moment by kissing me deeply. At first, it is slow and sweet, but in the end, he goes in for the kill and takes my breath away.