Kill And Kiss Novels & Stories

he rasped, his lips crashing into hers. The kiss was raw, angry, a collision of need and fear. Gianna’s hands gripped his jacket, pulling him closer, her lips fierce against his, a fire that consumed them. His fingers tangled in her hair, her body pressed to his, the world fading to the heat of their first kiss—a line crossed, a vow broken. But guilt surged, her secret, his distrust, a shadow in their passion. She pulled back, breathless, her eyes wide, his face a mirror of her turmoil.

Since I have no chill, I declare to the empty bar: “This is it. I’ve peaked.” Kyle snorts, cupping the back of my head. “Come here.” Our kiss is slow and deep and filthy, tongues sliding together and teeth grazing bottom lips. We don’t come up for air, because that is what nostrils are for: to let you kiss a sexy older man until your head spins. I get it now. “Mmph.” I’ve given up on words. Why speak, when my mouth is better occupied? Better to kiss Kyle like it’s my last night alive, grinding against the hard bulge in his jeans, and let my body do the talking. It’s sure got enough confessions to make.

“Then why are you here?” “Because when I kissed you, I felt something.” She closed her eyes. “I felt it too.” Another pause. Then— “I hate you for it,” she whispered. “I hate myself more.” And then it happened again. Another kiss. But this time—slower. Angrier. Wetter. Their mouths collided like grief meeting hunger. He gripped her waist like she was an anchor. She kissed him like he was a mistake she wanted to make again. But she stopped first.

ALEXA Okay. So here's the thing. You're not supposed to kiss the man you were ordered to kill. You're especially not supposed to kiss him while you're straddling him with a knife to his chest. Oops. His hands found my hips, and my heart took one long, dramatic pause, like it had no idea which team it was playing for anymore. The enemy? The ex? God, I was so screwed. His lips moved against mine with that signature Killian arrogance, the kind that said, 'I know you're dangerous, baby, but I'll still die in your arms, smiling.' And the worst part? My body was matching his energy because it was a traitor.

The two shared another passionate kiss with their tongues entwined in a heated embrace. " Don't play with fire, you'll get burned." Killian warned in a husky voice. Actually, he was worried that her caresses would make him explode so soon. He was not ready to face that humiliation. " But I love getting burnt." Maya purred. Maya's finger gave his tip another lick and then, Killian's member was in her hand. Her hand was holding his cock with an amazing firmness. She gave it a firm stroke, enjoying the feel of his member in her hand.

He push my chin up and locked eyes with me. I could barely breathe with how close he was to me. His cocky aroma filled my lungs, and I longed for my pain to have me in his room. He leans in like he will kiss me. He bit me on the lip and flung my face away like my lip was disgusting. “Don't do that to her.” Sloane, who stood invisible to me while all this was going on, yelled at Ares. Ares didn't act like he heard anyone speak. He is never known to give his attention to women who are not of his level because of his arrogance.

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~ _________________ __________________

"Instead you chose another, far deadlier path. You stole my entire existence and ran like a fucking thief in the night. For that you will pay." Before I can respond he takes my lips with his in a brutal kiss. This is not a kiss of passion or love, this is a kiss of pain and revenge, of a man who thinks he has been wronged. This is the worst kiss of my life. He seeks entrance with his tongue and I refuse him. He releases one of my wrists, reaches up and grips my jaw, forcing my mouth open. One of my lips grinds against a tooth, cutting. Blood fills my mouth and I cry out, but the sound is swallowed by his vicious kiss.

"You will spoil the fun if you keep on calling my name" "Okay" Kill answered with a thick throat, he could feel the wetness of his mouth again as his mouth went dry. The only thing he needed was to suck hard on those bouncing breasts in front of him, but he chose not to rush. Whether he was in a rush or not, the girl's pussy would soon be his. He promised himself to suck her like no one had ever done and that would make her remember this sex forever! Jasmine dragged down his briefs hurriedly while Kill stared at her with lust. His monster was already pointing up like a wooden stick standing begging to be sucked.

He was the same as a child; he had always wanted what was mine. He kissed the top of her head gently, then he turned her into his arms and kissed her properly, desire sparking at her core. She had been close to orgasm when Killian had torn Eros off her. Now, her true mate's kisses set her blood on fire, and she saw his eyes turn golden, ‘Fuck Tegan.’