Demon Slayer Kisses Novels & Stories

he murmurs, his voice low and husky. With a sudden burst of passion, Dexter lunged towards her, his lips meeting hers in a searing kiss that left her reeling. The urgency of his embrace caught her off guard, and she found herself gasping for air as his kisses consumed her. It was as if he were trying to devour her, to claim her as his own.

he replied, fighting back a grin. ​"I hate you!" ​"I love you, agapi mou," Damon replied, capturing her lips in a kiss. "Stop being jealous. You're the only one I love." ​As the kiss deepened, she tried to pull away. "Stop it, Damon. I have a meeting at ten this morning," she protested, even as his kisses trailed down her neck. ​"This will be quick," he rasped. ​Katerina was amazed by how fast he could be. Before she knew it, the playfulness turned into a heated, rhythmic passion that left her breathless.

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.

Right after I give him my permission, Dmitri showers me with kisses, on my neck, on my cheeks, and on my lips. His kisses evolve from patient and gentle pecks to aggressive and dominant french, like a king finally claiming his subject. But those kisses don't manipulate nor subjugate me, but instead, lead me beyond a satiating feeling of wanting for more. So I impatiently sit atop of him with his manhood just next to my opening. I clenched my legs around his waist to his back and cling both my arms to his neck. I could feel that my kisses become a bit hostile when he lets a soft groan and taste blood from his lips, I stop kissing him and wipe the blood from his lips with my fingertips.

CHAPTER EIGHT The initial shock of Maleficent’s lips claiming mine left me briefly paralyzed. At first, I was like… What the…? I’m being kissed. Then I was like… Holy wow, I’m being kissed well. After that, it was all just… Mmm. Nice.

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.

He moaned into her folds. Chelsey's thighs fell open even wider, the feeling of his tongue on her clit made her hips lift off the bed. He ate her noisily, sucking and slurping on her pussy as he licked her. Kira brought herself up to face Chelsey, she bumped her nose with hers and placed a light kiss on her lips. Chelsey melted and kissed her back hungrily. The two kissed passionately while he ate her pussy. Deane's cock oozed a silvery strand of precum from his tip when he glanced up and saw them kissing. Their lips moved together with slow sensuality and their tongues tangled in Kira's mouth. Just like with her kiss with Deane, she pulled away suddenly and moved away.

And with one last hard thrust, she crumbled in his arms just as there was a knock on the door of the changing room. Damon slowed his hand, allowing Lilliana a chance to calm down before pulling his fingers out. He brought them up to his lips to lick them clean and let out a groan at the taste of the girl's nectar. Pulling them out, he wrapped his hand around the back of the girl's head and pulled her face closer to him. He smashed his lips on the girl's and thrusted his tongue inside her mouth, forcing her to taste herself before breaking their kiss.

He put his palm on the wall as he moved closer to me and caged me in his strong arms, leaving me no space to escape. “Serena!” he spoke, bringing his lips close to my ear. Everything of his was intimidating including his hoarse voice. After all, he was the devil himself. “Hayden…” I couldn’t take proper breath as his fingers started to stroke my cheek. He clenched his jaw as he brought his finger close to my lips and his eyes darkened. The next thing he said scared me to the core. “I don’t understand if I should kiss you or kill you.” Though I was sure I wouldn’t die in his hands, I could not stop shivering. I looked into his tear-filled eyes which were gleaming with millions of emotions. He

Killian snarled into my mouth, cutting off my breath as his lips descended upon mine in a fierce, carnal collision. The kiss was not gentle. It was a dark, possessive tempest of raw fire and unchained shadows, born of a protective fury so deep it bordered on agony. His teeth grazed my lower lip, demanding entrance, and the moment I parted my lips with a ragged whimper, his primordial magic flooded into my mouth—dark, velvety, and endlessly deep. He kissed me as if he were trying to consume the memory of the blood-stained well right out of my throat, his hands digging into the midnight leather of my combat tunic, pulling me up into his body until my feet dangled inches above the floor.