Gregory X Cassie Kiss Novels & Stories

His tongue darted into her mouth, exploring every crevice. "Ev... Evan," she managed to utter between breaths, pushing against his chest. Yet, as she felt the gentle, reassuring hold of his embrace, her resistance waned. She kissed him back, her fingers tangling in his hair. As she opened her eyes, her heart sank at the sight of Cassie standing before them. Cassie's disapproving stare spoke volumes, and she turned away, her departure a statement of her disapproval.

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

The girl's feelings of fear have been relieved, because of the insistent kiss the man gave her. The girl sighed softly. "Shh ... Ahhh ..." The sound of the girl's sigh, already made the man's junior standing behind his trousers. The man kissed her lips again, harshly. The man's hand stroked the girl's cheek, slowly. The girl returned the hot kiss from this man, her hands moved around his neck. Passion can take away common sense !! "Shh ... Ahh faster .... Oh faster ..." A sigh escaped the two of them. He pumped his body over the girl's body. The man kissed her lips with great passion, his hand squeezed her breasts, thus making her climax. ~Next Chapter~ _________________ __________________

"Shh. It's just us okay?" I knew the wine hit harder when the room began tilting a bit. I felt loose, tired. Cassie's lips brushed my cheek, a light kiss. "We won't tell anyone." I turned my head. "Stop." But it came out half-hearted. "We only want to help you relax" Chloe kissed my forehead, then my temple, slow. Her lips soft, I froze up, my heart pounding. What are we doing Cassie kissed my neck-just a peck. Then another, lower.

,Xavier said softly. Cassie grinned and leaned down, her white hair spilling forward, kissing his lips and teasing him with her breasts. Xavier pushed her hair aside and closed his other hand around her pointy breast and squeezed them. He broke the kiss and took her nipple into his mouth, making her arch her back and moan softly.

Xander's POV Cassie has been my mate for ten years now. She has bore me ten kids. All boys except for our youngest pup. She is now six months old. All of her brothers are just so happy to have her as their sister. The pack has chosen Marcus to be the future alpha. Cassie is pregnant for the seventh time. She is having twins. In the order of eldest to youngest, we have Levi, Marcus, and Jackson as our triplets. We had a single pup named Leonardo. Then we had twins Matthew and Kenny. Another single pup Lenny. Our youngest two sons are Samson and Nathan. Then our one and only daughter Ashleigh. We don't know yet if we are having one, two, or three pups or what the genders are.

I stepped forward and this time I was close enough that I could see the freckles on her nose, the gold flecks in her eyes and the way her lips parted slightly like she was holding back. "Say it." "Say what?" "That you want me to kiss you. I can see it in your eyes. You want me, don't you?” I asked and her breath hitched. "I..." I leaned in and our lips barely brushed together. "Oh, hell no!" Cassie barked and we broke apart like teenagers caught doing something illegal. Cassie stood there, arms crossed, smirking. "I came to check on progress, not walk into a softcore Mafia p**n."

Marigold replied with a sarcastic laughing emoji, followed by a stack of documents—Chester's years of bank transfers, the insurance policies he purchased, and a record of Florence transferring 300,000 dollars to the truck driver's wife under the guise of personal compensation. Marigold was the friend who had worked at a bank. These underhanded dealings didn't escape her scrutiny. The truth quickly hit me like a bucket of ice water. Marigold said to me, "Ivy, I've been waiting for you. If a man breaks your heart, come back to me. Let's spend our lives together." We had known each other for over two decades, and she often joked like that. Back then, I would laugh along and tease her, saying, "

We collapsed in a sticky pile, Cassie kissing me possessive. “My corrupted slut.”

Leaning forward, he kissed her neck, his lips igniting sensations within her. Cassie felt her mouth go dry as she inhaled the sweet scent of his body, her nerves tingling with anticipation. It was her first time, and she couldn't help but feel nervous. As Anderson licked her bottom lip, asking for entrance, Cassie gasped for air, trying to relax into the kiss. Anderson deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as Cassie felt herself succumbing to his touch. With each moment, she felt more and more enveloped in passion, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of their connection.