Goddess Kiss Novels & Stories

The Goddess’s gift had swollen with power from their previous worship. I spread my smooth thighs wide, exposing my tight, virgin pussy—pink, swollen, and dripping with fragrant nectar. “Kain… lick my cunt like you’re starving. Darius… worship my giant cock. Use your tongues like the desperate, cock-hungry slaves you are.” They dove in with broken, grateful moans. Kain buried his face between my thighs instantly, his rough alpha tongue dragging slowly and wetly up my soaked slit. “Mmmph—fuck, you taste so sweet, goddess.” he groaned, lapping hungrily at the slick flooding from my virgin hole. His lips sealed around my swollen clit, sucking gently at first, then harder, his tongue flicking rap

I would have died sexier. The Goddess chuckled while looking down at me before pecking my lips in a soft, chaste kiss. “You are so cute !” she squealed as if fan girling at a K-Pop idol. “I wish you had said all that in front of Tinkerbell- oops, I mean Lex !! He would have flipped,” she chuckled and that was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. Where was I ?

And right now, they are nothing less than what I have imagined in my head—so soft, inviting, and intoxicating. ‘Please, goddess, don’t let her pull away,’ I whisper in one small, insignificant prayer to the Moon Goddess. But insignificant as it seems, she approved it. The kiss is anything but gentle or soft. It is all-consuming. It’s as if we have both played this moment over and over in our heads, and now that it’s finally happening, neither of us can pull away. She nibbles on my lips, and I groan loudly. Oh, goddess. She traces her hand around my chest while I move her back against the wall. Our tongues swirl in that magical dance, it lights up every dark corner of our lives.

I pulled out of her flipped her onto her back and ate the life out of her kissy till she came screaming. She wasn’t done, she dropped me on my back and sat her body on top of me, she grind her wet cunt on my dick as she pulled and punched on her nipples. Her mouth open and eyes closed she looked like a fucking goddess and soon enough this goddes would be ridding my dick.

She has my utmost respect and admiration. Our kiss was passionate but slow. It was not urgent or lustful, it had the perfect balance between love, passion, and tenderness. It conveyed all my feelings for her, which can only be described as peaceful bliss, almost the calm before the storm. I wanted to freeze time and stay like this forever, with her between my arms, my lips on her, my body reacting to hers, our touch spreading sparks all over. I knew that the Goddess had given us a way out of the dreadful situation we were going to encounter in the future, but I honestly was still afraid of losing her forever.

Not when he kissed like this. His kiss put all sorts of naughty ideas, desires and wants, hurtling through my veins like a drug. I couldn't get enough and I wanted more. More than just this kiss. I pressed my chest against his, trying to soothe the ache growing at the tips of my breasts. I need more.

Their conversation flowed like a symphony, their souls intertwining in a harmonious dance. Lost in the throes of passion in his embrace, she whispered, "Kiss me, Sonu, and let's make this moment last forever." Their lips met in a sweet, lingering kiss, sealing their commitment and igniting a fire that would burn brightly throughout their journey. "Kiss me here, Sonu." Maria gestured at her cleavage; her voice filled with desire. Sonu's eyes widened as he leaned in, bringing his face into the valley between her breasts and kissing her flesh with a passionate touch. As they pressed closer together, Maria gasped, whispering, "Oh, Sonu, make me yours completely."

Atari doesn't need to know that Kastriv and I chose to touch each other willingly because we felt a connection and wanted to rule it out. If she did know...I get a feeling we may be introduced to her darker side. "How does keeping my mate away from me benefit me?" Kastriv question. He still has my hand in a tight grip, as if Atari may physically banish me at any moment. Atari shakes her head. "She's a Demon, Kastriv. What would your ancestors say?" "I don't give a fuck about them," he growls. Atari takes a step toward him, but he matches it back. "They gave you your gift. They have allowed granted you this wonderful position, your ability to speak with spirits-"

“I think your goddess shows more power than my god.” “The Goddess knows what she wants,” Willow told him with a shrug. Her long nightgown slipped over her head to be flung to the floor. Willow kissed him deeply, letting the kiss go from gentle to passion-filled. Her hands moved over the buttons on his shirt. When it opened, she groaned at the feel of his skin under hers. Jean-Pierre sucked in a sharp breath when her skin touched his.

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.