Did Victor Kiss Yuri Novels & Stories

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.

Yuri's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said, "Yes, but I have to go back to Ye's house to get your medicine first, and go tomorrow." Fremingo's eyes began to become hot, the tip of his nose was the light fragrance of the girl's body, and his throat became more and more dry. "Do you know what it means to promise so frankly?" Yuri stared at him calmly, "I know." Fremingo's eyes stayed on her pink and tender lips. One of them could not help but lean forward and kiss her. Yuri was stunned. The man kissed her like a fish in the water, and then like a juggling, he had a love necklace in his palm.

Devoured from the inside. “You’ve always belonged to this,” Victor said, voice deep and full of reverence. “To the bone. To the blood. You just needed to remember.” He lifted her hand, slowly turning the blade toward her chest. “No,” she rasped. Her body resisted—but her voice cracked with heat. “It’s just one cut,” Victor murmured. “One gift.” She felt the blade prick her sternum. A bead of blood welled. And then— He kissed her. Not lips on lips. But lips on the blade. And it was worse.

Victor removed his mouth from my bóobs and kissed me hard, his bulge pressing against my stomach, causing me great desire. He removed his hand from my pússy and brought it to my face with a smirk dancing on his lips. “Suck it.” He ordered, thrusting his fingers into my mouth. I drooled all over them, tasting myself from his hand as my nípples hardened. He groaned as I ran my tongue over his flesh. Victor used his other, free hand to unbuckle his belt, pulled his trousers with boxers down to his leg and exposed the huge cóck dangling between his legs.

“Watching you grow into this stunning, confident woman. Wanting to touch you. To taste you. Knowing it was wrong. Until that message last night… I couldn’t hold back anymore.” The dam broke. I stepped forward and kissed him. Victor groaned into my mouth, pulling me hard against his solid body. His kiss was hungry, deep, and passionate — nothing like the boys I’d been with. His big hands roamed over my back, down to my ass, squeezing possessively as our tongues tangled. “We can’t get caught,” he murmured against my lips, even as he backed me toward the couch. “Door’s locked?” “Yes,” I breathed. “Locked. No one can know. Ever.”

“Now continue. But this time I want you to touch each other, do more than kissing.” “My love the kiss is all I can do… I’m only gay for you not him” Victor said. I know am pushing them into a wall but there was no way, they will remain

I broke the kiss, and tucked Yuri’s head under my chin, before looking at him with dark eyes, “Get lost… and not a dam*ned word!” Yuri licked and then sucked on my throat, and the gesture, simple and yet so effective, was almost too much for me. I glared at the lecturer some more, and he soon stammered a “Yes, Alpha!” He scurried away so quickly, a blush covering his face, I would have laughed had the circumstances been any different. Before long, I was walking again, entering the break room, Yuri feeling lighter than ever in my embrace. And as I resumed kissing her, more gently this time around, she allowed it to happen, moaning ever so slightly, and grinding against me as if she couldn’t h

He was summarily rewarded with a tiny, sexy whimper. " Is that another way of saying you want me to kiss you? " - Yuri, added. Yuri had whispered the words directly to Kathy's ear, and the effect on her was instantaneous and electrifying. Her body jerked, her knees buckled, and her fingers clutched his shoulders in a desperate grip while the music of his low, séxy laughter played against her skin as the world spun.

Yuri frowned as he looked at the two people go upstairs leaving him behind in the clutches of the some unknown man. “Hey, do you recognize me?” Kim asked Yuri with a little bit of expectation on his heart. After all who would not want to be remembered by someone. “No, I don’t.” Yuri replied quickly as if dodging the question. “Hmm..so you really don’t know?” Kim was a little sad when he denied but his body was more honest than his words. He could clearly see his ears getting redder. In the other hands Yuri was cursing his luck. The moment he knew it was Michael Tyrell, he remembered the annoying man who caught him in the school as he was kissing somebody else.

The men surrounded me, hands and mouths exploring my body while Liam watched from his chair. But Viktor moved differently. He didn’t wait his turn. He stepped forward, cupped my chin, and kissed me deeply, his tongue claiming my mouth while his hand slid under my dress to cup my already wet pussy. Liam’s eyes darkened, but he didn’t stop him. Viktor fucked me first that night. He bent me over the grand piano, lifted my dress, and slammed into me in one deep thrust. I cried out as he filled me, his thick cock stretching me perfectly.