First Kiss Marriage Novels & Stories

and shared our first kiss. I decided to give her a passionate kiss to make everything more believable and somehow it happened even more naturally than I thought. Our lips were in sync and somehow it just felt right. I don’t even know if it was the sweet taste of her lips or the softness… Well whatever it was. I couldn’t find Jasmine in the crowd though as I scanned it while trying to ignore the cheers and deafening applause. I couldn’t believe I was fucking married. Same thing I said I would never do.

With a warm smile, the officiant declared, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." As those words echoed in the air, the crowd erupted into a symphony of claps and cheers, celebrating the joyous occasion. Ryder drew me closer, his hand tenderly cupping the nape of my neck, while the other arm wrapped around my slender waist. The first kiss as husband and wife was both gentle and passionate, an affectionate expression of our love for each other. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us, united in this beautiful moment. I entangled my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer, and our tongues intertwined in a passionate kiss that seemed to last an eternit

My hands found her back side, squeezing roughly, making her squirm underneath me. I pressed my erection to her stomach, earning a gasp from her. "This is what you fucking do to me." I growled. I stabbed my tongue into her mouth, kissing her mercilessly, exploring every inch, every corner. She wrapped her hands around my neck, pulling me closer and moaning into my mouth. Summoning all my willpower, I pulled away from the kiss. I don't want to have her here. I wanted our first sex as a married couple to be special.

Slowly he captured my lips in a deep kiss. "Are you okay?" He asked softly as he broke the kiss and stared into my eyes. "Yeah" I muttered under my breath. Though I was super delighted to be finally consumatin our marriage, somehow I was a bit scared too, it's my first time and I couldn't help but wonder how it's gonna turn out to be. "I will be extremely gentle," he replied as though he could hear my thought. He placed his hands on both sides of my head and kissed me gently.

I say sassily "Okay okay. I will stop. I have another question to ask you" he says He let us me go... "Kenny if you dare to ask me to marry, I will get someone to shoot you" "No, it’s definitely not that" "Then what is it?" I ask him "Am I really your first kiss?" I roll my eyes "Yes, you are okay" I say obviously annoyed with him mentioning that... "Good, I would hurt the guy who kissed you before me" he says possessively

With tears of joy and love in their eyes, the couple exchanged rings, symbolizing their eternal commitment. “So now, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride.” The room was filled with a profound sense of love and unity as they shared their first kiss as a married couple. Applause and cheers filled the air in celebration. For Cillian, it might have been the beginning of his worst nightmare but in the eyes of all the guests, it was the beginning of an extraordinary journey for the new couple.

Damian studied my face, then gave a helpless laugh. "Today is our seventh mating anniversary, and you want to humiliate me in front of everyone?" "You knew perfectly well this was our seventh anniversary, and you still crossed that line tonight," I shot back. Damian did not look remotely sorry. If anything, he turned it back on me. "All because I kissed Amber and not you, you're ending our bond? It was one kiss. It meant nothing. You're the Luna. Start acting like it."

I groan as I realize she's still wearing clothes and I can't feel her naked body against mine. My mouth can no longer wait for a taste and it has a mind of its own as I once more adjust the tilt of her head and dive in for a kiss. The first one we've had since we got married. The first real one we've had since that night in the bar so long ago. It's not so much a kiss as it's a possession. My lips take control, my tongue tangles with hers, and she leans back at the ferocity of it for a split second, seeming to gather herself before she springs into action.

the officiant says with a deep voice. My jaw tightens. Dimitri presses his lips together tightly for a second and then leans towards me. My heart skips a beat. Our lips touch slowly. I close my eyes and I tilt my head to one side. I feel a tingly sensation in my stomach. His kiss is soft and kind, nothing like I expected. After a brief moment, he pulls away. The guests start to clap. It’s done, we are married.

Jesse wondered, well aware that there was just something different with her kiss. "What?" She asked, chortling. "Am I not allowed to kiss my husband like that?" His eyes widened, and a pleasant tingle ran down his spine. "Your husband?" "Are you not?" K tipped her head to the side and stared up at him like a kid, her eyes sparkling. "I mean, I know we're not yet married. But it's just paper, babe. You're mine, and I'm yours. Nothing's going to change that." She whispered the latter phrases against his lips. Her breath smelled sweet from drinking rum and coke.