Electric Kiss Novels & Stories

Except when Mikhail is touching me. “Did he touch you?” Shit. “No, I didn’t let him,” I breathe out, heart racing. It can be because I am actively lying to Ezekiel or maybe I just want to kiss him. I want to feel his touch, to replace the psycho’s touch. Without thinking, I pull him in by the collar, smashing my lips with his. Ezekiel does respond. His kiss is soft and gentle; I can feel the consent from his kiss; he’s trying to be soft with me, and it’s a total turnoff.

It was a sudden, electric jolt, like a lightning strike on a warm, sultry night. Myla gasped, taken aback by the sheer force of Noah's desire. Her initial shock gave way to a surge of adrenaline, and she found herself responding to his hungry kiss. Their mouths melded together in a fiery embrace, tongues tangling as they explored the depths of each other's mouths. It was a kiss born of unrestrained lust, untamed and primal.

He wasn't just a participant; he was the catalyst, turning their chaos into something electric. Zeke, having dropped the grocery bags in the kitchen, reappeared just then, and Eli turned to him like a moth to a flame. Without a word, Eli closed the distance, crashing his lips against Zeke's in an intense kiss that was all tongue and teeth, full of hunger and possession. Eli rubbed his body against Zeke as he moaned and mewled into the kiss. Eli pulled back slightly, locking eyes with Zeke, his breath hot against his lips. "You good?" he asked, his voice low and sultry, hand sliding up Zeke's chest.

He kissed the soft flesh, nipping gently, making me arch my back and moan. His strong hands slid up my legs. From calf to thigh to hip, no inch of skin was left unexplored by his hands. His fingers danced along the tiny purple triangle of fabric covering my front. Electricity skittered from his touch and flashed up my spine like lightning. I couldn't help but shiver as pure lust surged through my system.

Then he kisses my belly before saying, "But we'll see if you give my heart something after I finish apologizing to my body." He lowers his head and wraps his hands around my thighs, parting them so my clit is there for him to suck into his mouth. I buck against the intense pleasure coursing through me, my ass pressing harder against Jeremiah. He arches to rub against me as Ezekiel's tongue traces the tip of my clit. A broken sound leaves me, and my hand moves to the top of Ezekiel's head, fingers pushing his mouth even harder inside me. The other goes behind me, fingers gripping Jeremiah's neck. I turn my head just enough for him to bring his mouth down on mine. I gasp into our kiss when Eze

“I’m not sure what I feel anymore. Some days I miss him. Some days I want to mail him a brick. Some days I want to show up on his doorstep and scream.” “Do all three,” she said. I glanced around her shop. “Do you sell hex kits?” “Legally, no.” “And illegally?” She grinned. “Come back during a thunderstorm.” We stood in silence for a bit, then she touched my wrist gently. “Let me at least smudge you. Nothing fancy.” I nodded. She lit a bundle of dried herbs. Sage, maybe. The smoke curled around me, giving an earthy scent. Sienna moved with quiet reverence, eyes half-closed.

It doesn’t hurt but it did shock me… like literally shocked. “Try it on her cave,” Sir Brian suggested. If my eyes are opened right now, I am certain they will widen. I think they are using some sort of toy. I felt a cold metal on my lap. “Do you know what this is?” Sir Gleck asked. I shake my head. “Aww!” I once again yelped when I felt a ground of electricity on my lap. “This is what we called E-Stim. Ever heard of it?” he asked.

So why did it look like he was seconds from kissing me? But most importantly, why was I closing my eyes in anticipation instead of pushing him away? What was this madness? Ezekiel didn’t kiss me though. What he did instead was drag his lips along my sensitive ear and the barely there touch was like an electric shock to my system. I had to bite my lower lip to prevent a whimper from escaping. What was happening? “Ian.” “Hmm?” “Do you wanna know a secret?” “Yeah,” I managed to croak out.

said another. “You’re missing out on a world of possibilities,” a third vampire responded—one with a younger face, and jet hair that melted into the shadows. “Why, this little toy could make for a whole lot of fun in bed, don’t you think?” My hands curled to fists and I willed myself to stop trembling. I wanted to turn over and deck them all right between the eyes. But I wasn’t an idiot, and I had no idea how to throw a punch. The host was still selling his product to the crowd. “It connects to your slave’s e-collar and emits just enough electric shock to cause a great deal of pain to your pets, but not enough to cause any…permanent damage. It leaves them entirely alive and unmarked.”