Fierce Kiss Novels & Stories

A surge of anger overcame my fear, prompting me to speak out against his repulsive demands. "No! You're repulsive. I will never succumb to your sick desires, you psychopath," I retorted, my voice trembling with both anger and fear. His reaction was immediate, his gaze turning darker as he closed the distance between us. In a swift and forceful motion, his fingers clamped onto my jaw, and his lips pressed forcefully against mine. I struggled against his grip, fighting to break free from his invasive kiss.

He gripped my chin pulling me up from the floor "You let go so quickly. I have to reward you" he said "Ah you wanted a kiss." he scoffed "how silly of me to forget but anyway we don't want to leave you with nothing. I’m a gentleman who keeps his word, so here you go" he kissed me on my forehead softly. His lips felt cold, like the kiss of death. I clenched my fists. Sadistic Bastard!!

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

I ask him again that made him stared at me more intense. "Damn, you are really a very annoying girl, aren't you. You made me change all this time and you are telling me that I am just trying you because I like your kiss. You don't even know how to kiss." My eyes widened as my lips parted when he said that, my face turned to read and immediately pushed him away. He smirked and since he is more stronger than me he did not let go of me and just pull me even more. My eyes widened as my lips parted when he said that, my face turned to read and immediately pushed him away.

CHAPTER 30: The Snake Inside Vincenzo’s Pov I just stood there after the kiss. It was so stupid. I kissed her in that dark hallway. I shouldn't have done that. I'm the Don, i don’t just kiss people whenever I feel like it. I’m the boss of everything but she was right there, and she looked so mad at me for showing her off at the party. I liked that she was mad. She didn’t look scared at all. She just looked angry. I pulled away and left fast before I did anything else totally dumb.

Even he was taken aback by the intensity of this possessiveness that had surged through him like a wildfire. "Bienley, you know I'm yours, love. Oh, fuck... I'm about to come. Please, let me kiss you," Devon pleaded, reaching out for him. Bienley obliged, and Devon hungrily captured Bienley's lips, using the kiss as a shield to muffle his moans as the intense ecstasy of his release crashed over him like a thunderous wave, exploding in his senses like a spectacular display of fireworks against a pitch-black sky. "Argh... shit," Devon's guttural growl still managed to escape, loud enough for those close enough to hear. His body convulsed uncontrollably, and Bienley instinctively pulled him clo

he questioned but before I could open my mouth to defend my self, his mouth came crashing against mine. His tongue skillfully slipped through my defenses, finding its way into my mouth. The kiss was breathtaking, igniting a passionate response within me. Whether he shared the same arousal remained a mystery. This time, his kiss possessed an intensity and ferocity that made me fear I might lose my breath, an intoxicating dance that bordered on the edge of suffocating ecstasy.

The sound of her laughter reached where I stood. Alexandro leaned towards her. His hand lifted, touched the woman's chin, then pulled her closer—and he kissed her. Not an ordinary kiss. It was a fierce, passionate kiss. Their lips melded together with intense desire. His other hand crept to the woman's waist, then slid down to her bottom, squeezing it without shame. The woman reciprocated just as fiercely. Her arms wrapped around Alexandro's neck, her fingers running through his hair. I couldn't move, couldn't breathe, couldn't think.

Her breath hitched when his hands tightened, steadying her head and deepened the kiss. His lips devoured her squishy ones with a gentleness that felt almost sinful. Rosa tried to back away but Killian didn’t let her. Rosa felt helpless for being so fragile. Her struggles died down. She knew she can’t stop him. Her eyelashes shaken slowly and drops of tears escaped from her eyes, rolling down to her cheek. She stood still letting him kiss her, tenderly at first until something inside him snapped. The kiss turned fierce. His hands left her waist to hold her face between his both palms, his mouth pressed hers roughly. He sucked on her lips like he couldn’t let go.

He mauled her lips with no hesitation, devouring them as if they were made to satisfy his hunger. His kiss was fierce, almost punishing, as if he was trying to pour every unspoken emotion into it. She could taste the frustration, feel his rage in the way he dug his teeth into the soft bed of her lips. It was overwhelming, consuming. A sharp sting flared across her lips, and she couldn’t help but let out a soft, involuntary groan. He swallowed it, shoving his tongue deep into her mouth.