Kirishima X Reader Lemon Novels & Stories

Then, using her dainty fingers to gather up and bring to her mouth the many streaks of creamy semen glazing her chin and tits, Emma repeatedly fed herself the boy's ejaculate, unfailingly cooing as she gulped down every dollop of his savory sperm, appreciating it as the special albeit overabundant treat that it was. Finally, as she rolled onto her side, Emma smiled and let out a long languid sigh. Her satisfied purrs of contentment were highlighted by the widening grin painted on her seed-glossy lips as she drank in the sight of Makoto and Simon standing by the couch, gawking hungrily at her curvaceous ass and mammoth tits. Shockingly, or maybe not so much, they were both still menacingly er

Kira is stunned by the kiss. Her eyes widened in surprise as she felt Asher's tongue slid into her mouth, sucking and licking, almost like he wanted to devour her. She couldn't believe that the person kissing her was none other than the man who had treated her like air all those years, the man she had felt a deep connection to from the very beginning. She wouldn't have believed anyone who would tell her that Asher would be kissing her so passionately one day. It felt like a dream, but the kiss was very much real, and his hands going under her clothes were real as well. Kira shivered when she felt his fingers against her thigh, going higher toward her pant which was already drenched in slick

Amara pov: The morning air bit at my skin as we stepped out of the armored vehicle and into the cruel winter haze near the border fence. Snow fell in lazy spirals, soft and deceptive, trying to cover the stench of death clinging to the earth. But nothing could mask it—not for someone like me. Not for someone who knew the difference between blood spilled in battle and blood spilled as a warning. Kira walked ahead with grim purpose, her eyes scanning everything—every tree, every footprint, every glint of metal buried in the frost.

She brought her mouth to each one using her teeth to tug at them then twirling her wet tongue around her areoles. It Seemed Jemi understood her body language for her nipples couldn't take additional lashing so she trailed kisses down her chest, enjoying the feel of her heaving area against her mouth. lower down she went till it stayed just a little away from Emma's centre. "Je-mi" Emma moaned breathlessly. she was being driven to madness because she asked for it, wanted it, taken it without asking and who knew madness could be so pleasuring? Emma felt Jemis breath on her bud, inhaling, breathing it all in, as her lips kissed her inner thighs and trailed a flat tongue on her velvety skin...

The kiss was supposed to be fake. But it wasn’t. She felt it. In her magic. In her wolf. It had surged forward in the moment, stretching against her skin, trying to claw its way out and toward him. A full shift hovered dangerously close, barely leashed. She hated how much she liked the way his hands felt on her waist. Hated that she still wanted more. The envoy finally turned away, satisfied for now. But Lyra couldn’t stop shaking. “You didn’t have to kiss me like that,” she snapped once they were alone in the corridor.

Emma Jean felt his plush lips against her own. She was torn between reacting to him and melting. Her body made the choice for her when her lips parted to allow him to deepen their kiss. Her knees started to buckle. Kenji obliged her. It was only supposed to shut her up but her lips felt soft and warm. The inside of her mouth was inviting. He didn’t stop with just teasing her with his tongue. She chased after his tongue with her own. His eyes were trained on her face. He could see her eyes closing. Their kiss felt like fireworks. Sparks and bells were ringing in his ears when she was pulled away from him by Kieran.

he finishes with a growl. Kimarhi’s watching happily, taking it all in, never once making me come to her. I reach out to her while straddling Xim. “I need my Kimarhi now.” She crawls over at my invitation, smelling like a sunny floral day. Lorcan smacks her behind lightly as she wiggles past him. But she is still too far. I pull her to me, kissing her luscious lips. I don’t know what else to do but let her explore my mouth with her tongue.

"Where'd you learn to . . . uhm, you know." Shamira smiled. "Clara is a good teacher." "Just checking. Ooh!" Kira cooed as the vampire went back to work. She gave her husband a lustful glance and then let his pole penetrate her mouth again. Shamira flicked her tongue against that hard little clit, loving how it made Kira's body shake just a little bit. She sucked on each labia, swirled her tongue deep, then when back after the clitoris with a vengeance. Kira was moaning like a banshee . . . or at least what Kira imagined a banshee would sound like. She'd never met one. Shamira got a naughty idea. She grabbed Kira's climaxing body, lifted it up, and placed it securely on her husband's dick.

The moonlight caught the gleam in his eye as he pulled me closer to him, holding onto the boat to keep us both afloat. "Kiss me," I said with just a hint of begging. I licked the salt from my lips. His mouth curved up into a smile and he tipped his head to the side, bringing his lips to mine. His tongue was salty with the ocean water as he tasted me, our lips dancing in the dark. Heat began to burn in my core. I didn't want to wait any longer. I wanted Robbie more than I wanted to breathe.

he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. The man chuckled softly, leaning in to press a slow, deliberate kiss to Haru’s lips. It was gentle at first, a teasing brush of flesh against flesh, but it quickly deepened as the man’s tongue traced the seam of Haru’s mouth. The omega gasped, his body responding instinctively as he opened for the alpha, allowing the man to take control of the kiss.