Goddess Kiss Novels & Stories

she whispered, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me in. I kissed her deeply, letting my hips move in slow, shallow thrusts. Every inch of her welcomed me in a way that made my chest tighten. She was still getting used to me, and I didn’t want to hurt her. Not now. Not ever. But then she pulled her mouth from mine, voice thick with need. “Harder, Killer.” God, the nickname never hit harder than in that moment. I smiled against her lips, my voice low and thick with heat. “Your wish is my command, Temptress.”

Selene, that bitch… I would kill her myself when hat time comes. “Just shut up and fuck me” I whispered into his mouth. Kairos smirked wickedly with that glint in his eyes and he bent down and kissed me, hard. Like he was trying to consume me. He laid me on the bed and kissed down my stomach, until he reached my private parts. Kairos placed a kiss on my inner thigh and then used his tongue to lick me. “Angh… goddess” I moaned loudly and Kairos briefly raised his head up “there’s no goddess here baby girl just Kairos” he said and got down on me again.

"Babe, I've missed you. You're always so intense. Hurry up and tear this nightgown off me already!" Marissa guided my hands to her chest as her lips moved in closer.

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

he said softly, leaning down until his lips hovered over her chest. "Let me show you how a goddess is worshipped."He growls out as he lowered his head, his lips brushing over the peak of her breast in the lightest of kisses. She shuddered beneath him, her fingers clutching at the silken cushions beneath her. Theo's mouth closed over her nipple, warm and wet, his tongue swirling around the hardened bud in languid circles. Callista moaned, her back arching as he alternated between soft, teasing licks and firm, deliberate sucks. He moved to her other breast, his hand cupping the one he'd just left, his thumb circling her dampened nipple.

I would have screamed it from the rooftops, right across the city from a loudspeaker, just to let the world know that the goddess in my arms was mine. No shame. No remorse. No lies. Rosie was mine. The sweet little girl – goddess – was all mine. The idiot was gone when I broke the kiss. Her lips were puffy and gorgeous as she wrapped her arms around my neck. “Do that again, please,” she said with a flutter of her lashes, not giving a fuck that the club was watching, and that Lola and Peter had long arrived back at our side. “My fucking pleasure,” I said, and kissed her so hard that even Lola called out get a room!

Goddess, she feels incredible. She opens for me when my tongue grazes her lips, and the kiss deepens. Her mouth is warm and sweet and everything I have wanted for years. I am so fucking turned on I have to hold myself back from climbing right into the bed with her. We kiss, slow at first, then with more hunger, learning each other’s mouths properly for the first time. It is the best kiss of my life. No contest. She is perfect.

Kyle lightly caressed her cheek, water from his fingers dripping down her face and neck. “The Goddess truly blessed me,” he said before giving her soft kisses on her lips and down her neck. Her head fell back as he kissed down to her collarbone and the top of her breasts. Hot electrical zaps traveled down her spine, down to her core, and the ache between her legs intensified.

Beautifully crafted by — well, he didn't know who crafted it, since Cassandra worshipped Jesus and he worshipped the Moon Goddess. But whoever the fuck constructed this perfect sweet pussy was a fucking genius. He growled as he widened her legs further, sinking his fingertips painfully into Cassie's thighs. She flinched a bit, but his possessiveness turned her on. Her nipples poked from beneath her dress. Mitch lowered his lips down to hers. Cassandra placed a finger on his lips stopping him. “Huh huh,” she shook her head. “You don't get to kiss me yet,” she smirked. “Not until your lips are soaked in my pussy juice,” she smacked her sexy lips.

Ariella whispered with furrowed eyebrows. Right as I opened up my mouth to speak my face was grabbed and I was forced to look up. A Goddess stared at me with a smile before she was kissing me bruisingly. I had no time to react or prevent the inevitable outcome. "You." Ariella yelled angrily. I went to push the Goddess off but need hit me instantly. I cursed the God of the unknown multiple times. Even as I grabbed the Goddesses waist and forced her to sit I cursed him. "Fuck." I groaned lowly hoping Ariella didn't hear.