Demon Slayer Kissing Novels & Stories

Fast and Hard Xylon's tongue danced skillfully inside my mouth, and I couldn't resist running my hands through his soft hair, relishing the sensation. In his arms, my heart melted, and the troubles that had brought me to tears seemed to fade away. His kiss deepened, surpassing my expectations. It was passionate and greedy, consuming us both. I continued to hold onto his hair, gently massaging his scalp.

She vowed to herself. Cuddled against his wife's chest, with her soft breasts rising and falling with her every inhale and exhale of breath, the demon's heart burned and dirty thoughts began to flash through his mind. He moved his head, burying his face between her mounds to inhale her intoxicating womanly scent. "You..." Shamsiya flushed, her face heating in embarrassment at the man's action. "Just words won't do. I want you to kiss me to seal the promise." The demon chuckled and moved up her body. When he stopped, both of them were breathing hard, with their foreheads and nose pressed against each other, and every part of their bodies connected together.

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.

Sliding his hands to cup my jaw, he backed me into the icy marble wall. His lips were suddenly pushed to mine and his body against mine. Damon kissed with desire and aggression instead of tenderness or love. The intensity of his mouth was too much for me to handle, so I parted my lips and let him suck on my tongue, chin, and jaw before finally grasping both of my breasts and giving them powerful kisses.

She never wanted her kids to grow up in this darkness. Damon’s fury finally softened, though the madness still lingered in his eyes. He pulled her close and kissed her — and she didn’t protest. But it wasn’t passion, nor love. It was raw, hard, consuming, a collision of desperation and violence. She could taste blood on his lips, acrid smoke clinging to his breath, the metallic tang searing her tongue. The kiss was suffocating, unhinged, more like a claim than an embrace.

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.

" '' I ask really without understanding. The two looked at each other and got better on the couch. “We'll show you. Lucifer gets up and stands in front of me, he kneels in front of me. “That's a triple kiss. Damon kisses me and soon I feel another tongue, I open my eyes, I didn't even realize I had closed. FUCKING FUCK!!! BOTH ARE KISSING ME!!!! Damon and Lucifer play with my tongue in such a way, I feel electric currents running through my body from this kiss. '' Damon descended his kiss down my neck, while Lucifer played with my mouth. I felt our saliva run down my chin, he pulls away and licks my chin. The same starts attacking my neck too, along with Damon.

The demon was still trying to break the simple card spell but Jinx knew he made it Lexi-proof. The tom ran his claws along the length of Lexi's adorable ears several times as he bent down and drew the demon into a demanding, prodding kiss. He pulled away just long enough to say "I bite too" and made his point by sinking his teeth into Lexi's shoulder and then kissing his mouth with intent to bruise before nipping the demon's lip, drawing blood.

“Fucking perfect.” “Shit, Baby, you got all of me in you,” Daemon growled as he kissed her shoulder. “Good girl,” Raze praised as he kissed her. “Ready?”

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.