Kamisama Kiss Manga Online Novels & Stories

His tongue flicked across her lips and slip inside, wandering every corner of her mouth, hot, full, and passionate. "I damn miss you so much," Breathless, Sumire said between their parted lips. Mort smiled and claimed her lips once more, taking complete possession of her; he drank her in. His hand crawled on the back of her head and pulled her as one hand snaked inside her dress and unlocked her brassiere. He then pawed his shirt off. They continued kissing with urgency and desire. It was infinite and long.

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."

His dark blue boxer-briefs strained at the seams to control his manhood. He dropped slowly to his knees in front of me, and I rested my fingertips on the muscles of his broad shoulders. He looked up at me, dark eyes burning, as he slowly took my breast in his mouth. I gasped as he surrounded the pink nub of my nipple with warmth. He kissed the soft flesh, nipping gently, making me arch my back and moan.

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

Kashira grins widely at me, gesturing his arms to present me as they all look my way. His mate, Mao, nudges him and teases, "Maybe if she needs a Beta or something, you'll be thrilled to worship her feet". It cracks the others and Kashira pouts. I giggle softly, feeling the tingling heat of my mate's gaze scalding down my form in tidal waves of adoration and intimacy. I lower my eyes to my hands and begin to hear cooing noises that make me snap my gaze up to see the lot with grinning eyes.

he asked, his husky, manly voice making my clit tingle. "Aamon," I moaned and licked his thumb. "I love it when my name rolls off your tongue like a moan," he grinned. "Tell me, what do you want from me?" "I want you to kiss me," I howled. "Kiss you? You want me to kiss you?" he asked, and I nodded my head. Aamon caressed my lips once more before attacking them with his lips. "Oh, my goddess," he tasted heavenly. I immediately responded to him, kissing him back passionately. I poured all my desires and emotions into the kiss. Aamon deepened the kiss, eliciting a moan from me. I was taken aback when he suddenly stopped kissing me.

He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss. Then she hears it again, the scream, well now it sounds more like an angry shriek. She turns around to find a very angry lady walking towards them. She’s confused, wondering why this lady is walking up to her with murderous intent, why this guy just kissed her, why everyone seems to be interested in what's happening in their little corner. She looks to her right, where the guy was standing beside her and she’s shocked to see a very satisfied look on his face as he watches the lady walk towards them. Did he do this on purpose? She thought to herself.

Amora said, getting closer to Grey, leaving him flustered. Grey's gaze became unfocused, his mind feeling floaty. Somehow, Grey felt an uncontrollable surge of libido. Grey's vision blurred for a moment, and when he blinked, he saw Amora transform into Keyara, smiling at him. Grey longed for Keyara so much, and he felt elated to find her alive and standing before him. Grey then kissed Amora's lips, and they exchanged a prolonged kiss. Grey couldn't resist himself when he saw Amora's slender neck, and he showered it with intimate kisses.

"We should have done it like that the first time, but I was in such a hurry and didn't know any better." Cage couldn't take his eyes off his pubic hairs mashed into and entwined with hers. They matched perfectly: the same hue and the same gentle curls. "Kiss me?" Kota whined beneath her brother. He lowered his body to hers, still nestled deep inside her, and kissed her deep. "This, this, is perfect," Kota whispered against Cage's lips when their kiss broke. "So, if I did this," Cage whispered back and moved his hands up onto her little breasts beneath him, and pinched her nipples, "it wouldn't be perfect?"

Misa’s pheromones, like cinnamon and something spicy, seep into her clothes, deeply scenting her. “You don’t need to barter yourself to me, okay?”. She releases steady, calming pheromones. “I like you. I like you a bit too much to even consider letting you do something like that…”. “To even consider using you like that”. She holds her head to her chest, caressing her hair gently. “So, please don’t do this to yourself; Just tell me what you need”. “Tell me whatever it is that you need, and I’ll do it for you”. She can feel the front of her shirt dampening from where Sakura’s tears are seeping into it.