Kaz And Inej Kiss の小説・ストーリー

Instinctively, she licked her lips, only to meet his waiting ones. Without another thought, Ayaaz captured her lips in a fierce kiss. Both closed their eyes, overwhelmed by the intensity of their raw and untamed passion for each other. Her heart skipped a beat as he began to devour her lips, tilting his face for better access. Ziniya, mirroring his action, reciprocated the kiss, her toes curling from the passionate grip he held on her. Her inexperience only fueled his possessiveness, and he deepened the kiss as if to forever seal his claim on her.

As the laughter fades, their curious eyes turn back to me, still gleaming with anticipation. “So, tell us everything,” Zalie prompts, leaning closer, her tone playful yet insistent. I recount the kiss, trying to explain the storm of emotions that came with it, the words tumbling out as I relive the memory. “Yes, I’ve kissed people before,” I admit, clutching a throw pillow to my chest. “Both on set as part of my acting career and… well, in my personal life. But this—this was different.” I trail off, my voice softening as the memory replays in my mind, vivid and electrifying. “With Kassian, it felt like… like—”

His eyes softened and he leaned to kiss my cheek gently. "Just as we need you, Dollface." Kazimir breathed against my lips. His scent was intoxicating, like the promise of something wild and dangerous just beyond my grasp. Kallum's fingers traced the curve of my cheek and leaned in for a kiss, stealing the kiss from his brother. The kiss was filled with ardor and need. "We don't want regrets the next day you wake up, Muffin," he said, his voice low and husky. He looked into my eyes as if trying to gauge my response.

By the time he finished his sentence, Kaz pressed her lips to his. ~Time skip “Kaz I still can't believe you didn't get that contract this time too. Do you know how excited I was about all of this?" Maha was so frustrated by another business failure by Kaz that Kaz took her out to dinner to ease her tension. However, her focus was still on the business deal Kaz had failed to secure.

"I need to make sure." "Make sure of what?" I asked breathlessly. "That you know," Kael whispered. "That you know there is no one else. Only me." He kissed me. It was bruising. It was punishing. It was a kiss that tasted of snow and jealousy. He pushed me down. He did not wait for me to be ready. He knew I was ready. The heat ensured I was always ready. He took me right there on the floor. It was hard and fast. It was an exorcism of his own insecurity. He needed to feel me clench around him. He needed to hear me scream his name.

I tried to make a joke and crack the icy tension growing between us. But Kieran didn’t smile. Instead, his heated gaze met mine, and he leaned closer. His hand detached from mine, moving to my chin as he spoke. “I just need you to be safe, Ina. So please, make sure I’m close—" Before he could finish, I took a bold step, closing the distance between our lips within seconds. The kiss was desperate… like a frantic exchange of silent promises and shared strength. It tasted sweet like his promises and the fierce, protective love Kieran had used to assure my shattered soul.

With a sudden, fierce motion, she pulled him down and crushed her lips to his in a breathless, deeply passionate kiss. The ballroom erupted. A blinding storm of paparazzi flashes illuminated the room as a collective, thunderous gasp rose from the crowd. The touch of his mouth was a violent shockwave, her fingers tangling in the thick hair at the back of his neck as he deepened the kiss. For a fraction of a second, Kasen's muscles went rigid with surprise. But then, his raw, protective instincts broke free. His large hands came up, wrapping around her bare waist, pulling her flush against his chest as he returned the kiss with a desperate, burning heat.

The three of them connected by phone, no words now, just the sound of breathing and the city waking up around them in the way it woke up every morning, indifferent to everything happening on this particular street. "We go in," Elena said. "We go in," Alexander said. They moved toward the door together. Elena's hand found Alexander's in the dark space between one step and the next. Not strategy. Not performance. Just her hand finding his because it had started to understand where it belonged. He held it for exactly two seconds. Then they reached the door. Alexander looked at her one final time. She nodded. He knocked. Three times. Deliberate. Unhurried.

“I promise.” Then Sebastian came. He had his crossbow, looked stressed. “You’re really doing this?” he said. “You know how bad this could go.” “One mistake and that’s it.” “I won’t screw it up,” I said. “You always said I was good.” He didn’t say anything. Just hugged me tight and fast. “Come back,” he said. “Don’t be stupid.” I nodded. Didn’t speak. Couldn’t. I looked at Evelyn one last time. She was crying now, trying to hide it.

Her incandescent gaze locked into mine. Her lips against my throat. I close my eyes. I am lost. — You lie so well to others… but not to me. Her mouth travels up to mine. She brushes my lips. Not a kiss. Just a threat. A promise. — Do you want me to kiss you, Éric? I nod. — Say it, she commands. — Kiss me, Jade. Please… She smiles. And she kisses me. Not a kiss. An inferno. She devours me. She crushes me. She tears me away from myself. And I let her.