Demon Slayer Kissing Novels & Stories

“Thank you for making today unforgettable.” Dylan leaned in and kissed her softly, his lips warm and tender against hers. The kiss deepened, filled with the promise and passion that had always defined their relationship. Kamila felt a shiver of desire run through her, her body responding to the familiar touch of his lips and the feel of his hands on her skin.

Like Damon before him, he sought permission through eye contact, a silent query that I answered with a nod. He descended upon me, his kiss entirely different from his brother's yet equally scorching. It was a dance of power and surrender, of give and take, all wrapped up in an intricate ballet of lips, tongues, and unspoken promises. Where Damon's kiss had been slow and exploratory, Axel's was more urgent, as if he were claiming terrain he'd long yearned to conquer. As our lips parted, a trail of heat remained, searing me to my core, leaving me dazed and breathless.

Her slender arms wound around his neck, pressing her soft curves flush against the hard planes of his chest. Damon captured her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her moan. His tongue delved past her parted lips to claim her mouth thoroughly, staking his dominance. One hand tangled in her silky hair, tugging her head back to expose the column of her throat. He attacked the sensitive skin with bites and sucks, determined to mark her as his. Jessica cried out in ecstasy as Damon ravaged her neck, leaving a trail of reddening marks on her pale flesh. Her nails raked down his back, desperate for more contact. The rough treatment only heightened her arousal, juices soaking through her thin pantie

Staring into her eyes, an exciting smile spreads on his lips, and he slowly leans close to her and claims her lips, kissing her slowly and softly like his life depends on it. The door suddenly burst open, and Dean barges in, but he stops on his track when he sees them kissing...

“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!

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.

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.

I slowly whispered, for some weird reason I had actually felt something like jealousy swirl inside of me when I saw how she leaned in closer to him with her lips like that. It was as though she wanted to kiss him. "You're a quick learner, my love". Dante called out as he licked the blood coming out from his lips, grinning stupidly. "I'm learning from the best," she sweetly said as she walked closer to him. Nothing prepared Dante and me for what happened next. Kira leaned forward and seductively kissed his bloody lips. Dante masked his shock by kissing her back while I stood there, frozen in the silence, watching helplessly as he placed his hands perfectly on her ass.

For heavier items she couldn't carry, she hurled them onto the floor, smashing them while continuing her tirade. I waited until she shattered an imported piece of dishware. Then, calmly, I walked into the kitchen and picked up a knife. She froze, her bravado faltering as she stammered, "Ivy, you lunatic! What… What are you doing?" I smiled at her and said in a low and steady voice, "You've already accused me of killing Chester. So, tell me, what do you think I'm about to do now?" With the knife in one hand, I raised the other and slapped her across the face—twice. The sound was sharp and satisfying, quite a release for my pent-up anger.

He’d damn near destroyed her as just a human, she was scared to find out what he do now as a demon. Young took each of her wrists in his hands, pinning them to the side of her head and started moving again, beginning with slow and deliberate strokes. “Look at me.” Asha’s body was back in tune with his but now that she’d had more than a few moments her mind wasn’t anymore so she kept her head turned away as he worked for every reaction he got out of her. Every hitch of her breath and scrunch of her brows, every pout of her lips was his to keep, but it was the love he knew would be in her eyes that he craved.