Goddess Kiss Novels & Stories

Goddess help me if there weren’t any pack with that name in this kingdom. So I shoved what I was supposed to do down, burying my true intentions beneath a facade of compliance. Wrapping my hands around his neck, I pressed closer against him and returned his kiss with as much fervor as he gave me. A soft moan escaped my throat as he went from passionate to gentle and back again. We had kissed twice before, but it was nothing compared to this. Clinton kissed me like a starved beast, as if he’d lose control if he didn’t taste my lips—taste me.

"You two… have known each other for a long time, haven't you?" Her tone was questioning, but her eyes—sharp like a hawk's—made it clear that she already knew the answer. Her gaze was so piercing that it made my skin crawl. After a moment of tense silence, I forced an awkward smile and pulled her aside. "Eleanor, I…" She took out her phone and showed me a photo. "Ivy, I came across something recently." I leaned in and saw it—a record of me purchasing contraceptive pills online. The quantity was significant, enough to last two or three years.

"I didn't test it. It felt — limitless isn't the right word. Unbounded. Like there wasn't a wall, just a choice of how far to extend." Zane was quiet. "My mother wrote about this," he said. "Not from experience — she didn't survive long enough for the power to settle fully. But she wrote about what the texts described." He paused. "She called it the Goddess's sight. Not seeing exactly. Feeling. Being able to feel the state of things from a distance." "The Chosen is supposed to be able to feel the health of the pack system," I said. "That's in the original texts. Not the individuals — the system. Whether it's working. Where it's breaking."

This woman is a goddess, and I desire her; I have a burning craving. And it is this burning craving that presses her into the wall that has now presented itself. My big strong hands are driving deep into her skin. How I wish to lift those legs and lock them around my waist. As she sees the desire craving in my eyes, she looks deep into my brown eyes and bites down on her lip. “God, don’t do that.” “Why,” she softly whimpers. “Because I will kiss you so damn hard you will be floating on air.”

She moans softly; I start kissing lower, making my way down until I'm on my knees in front of my goddess. Once I smell her desire, knowing it's for me; I run my nose along her, moaning loudly; "I need to taste you" I whisper seductively, loving how she opens her legs in invitation, I gently lick her slit; letting my tongue flit against her clit as her body reacts and clenches slightly. "How do you want it goddess, like this?" I ask, gently flicking my tongue against her clit, "Or like this?" I ask, burrying my face and feasting on her. "THIS" she yells, gripping my hair hard and pulling my face hard against her.

His kisses were setting her on fire already and making the slit between her legs beg for him. Eros was always crazier about her whenever she moaned his name. He had heard that his name meant sex god, but no one except Cassandra had made him want to live up to it. She moaned his name as if she worshipped him and made him want to please her more, to get her screaming his name out of her beautiful mouth. He kneaded her breasts until he was tired of not having full access to them, and then he unstrapped her bra, almost ripping them. His lips found her right breast, and he sucked on the nipple before returning to her mouth.

she replied, her voice a soft, melodic whisper. Archer’s breath hitched, overwhelmed by the profound moment. It felt as though the Moon Goddess herself had guided him to his destined mate. He marveled at his good fortune, savoring the reciprocal affection from the woman he adored. Their eyes locked in a gaze that seemed to suspend time, drawing them closer. As they moved towards each other, their lips finally met in a kiss that was both tender and fervent. The connection between them sparked an intense, magical sensation, like fireworks exploding in their souls. The kiss was an exquisite, dreamlike experience, surpassing any fantasy they had ever imagined.

Now, as the High Priestess pronounced us as Alpha and Luna, we sealed our fate with another daring kiss. A kiss that will be followed by thousands more in our lifetime. And thank the Moon Goddess, in the end, Kiera Moonbeam chose to kiss me forever. The End

GODDESS, he was gorgeous! He cupped my breasts and slowly moved his kisses down to one of them. He put my nipple in his mouth and gently sucked before giving it a firm nip that sent shockwaves through my body and I couldn’t contain the feeling, “Ohhhh goddess….hmmm….” I moaned out in pleasure.

he whispers huskily. “What do you mean?” I ask confusedly. “The Goddess is real. You’re it. And I’m going to worship you now.” A shiver of anticipation runs down my spine at his words, and my eyes flutter shut as his hand tenderly caresses my cheek. Our lips meet in a fervent kiss, the world fading away as we lose ourselves in each other. The connection between us deepens, and I can feel the walls he built around himself starting to crumble.