Kiss Drarry Novels & Stories

Then I move to walk away. He doesn’t let me go, though, pulling me back hard enough for me to crash into his chest. “Not good enough Little Lamb. No teasing kisses anymore.” He grabs my face and plants his lips on mine and I melt into him. My body curves perfectly to his. I can’t stop the small moan that escapes and he swallows it, deepening the kiss until we hear another clearing of the throat. I pull back just far enough to make fun of Danny, but keep my lips in contact with Ryker’s. “It sounds like our delta is having throat problems.” Ryker smiles against my lips and kisses me once more softly.

They don’t rush me. Draven places a kiss to the side of my neck he bit, it was gradually healing but still slower than Abah usual injury I’ve heard. His breath fanned gently across my ear, my nipple tightens in response. “Please.” I whisper unsure of what I was begging for. “Tell me little wolf, what do you want?” Darius demands, standing in front of me as he watches his brothers pulling me into different points of pleasure. “Join us. Touch me, kiss me.” I say, looking over at him.

Then a smile creeps across his face, one of those devastating, dimpled smiles that could ruin a woman’s life. “You’re Charlotte. Pretty sure you knew that.” Smug bastard. “You know exactly what I mean, Damon,” I snap at him. The smile fades slowly and darkly. He leans back, arms folding over his broad chest like a wall. “You’re Druiss.” A shiver trickles down my spine. That name again. “Okay… and what’s a Druiss?” “A Druiss is a Dreil.” I groan. “And what’s a Dreil?”

“You can enjoy the show.” She winks at him then pulls me from him. Before I can stand straight, Dario tugs me back against him and his mouth comes crashing down on mine. The kiss is so passionate it knocks the air right out of me. I moan when I feel his tongue touch mine and his hand goes to the small of my back. But all too soon he’s breaking our connection and pressing his forehead to mine. “It might not be your bra, but now everyone in here knows you’re with me,” he says against my lips.

He smiled and released it to kiss her again. Drake had freed her pussy from its confinement and was slowly pulling her panties down her legs. He briefly glanced back at Molly but quickly turned his attention back to Kelly. Lifting her feet, he slipped the g-string off one leg at a time and brought them to his face, inhaling deeply. Kelly smiled then, and grew a little nervous as he moved forwards slowly. He began to slowly kiss, alternating from one leg to the other and moving inevitably forwards. Her breathing grew heavy in anticipation as Derrek continued kissing her.

In front of everyone. I hated that I wanted it. I closed my eyes, waiting. He didn’t kiss me. I felt his breath move away from my face. I opened my eyes. He looked annoyed, but not at me. He looked annoyed at the crowd. He let go of my waist. He stepped back and cleared his throat. “You have a steady nerve, Doctor,” he said, loud enough for the people close by to hear. “I like that, now, come. I have some people I want you to meet.”

she said calmly and Kira chuckled. "I was just sharing a vital information." Dylan watched Kira miss out the pout on Dorry's face and he wondered if Dorry had it good or bad. His mind went back to Kira's words. Undeniably, Kyle kissed like a pro. He didn't have a standard to weigh it with since it was his first sober kiss, but it felt good. And if his kiss was that good then... just maybe.

I sarcastically retorted earning a low laugh from him. See? He's guilty. It was his fault in the first place. Yeah he will take full control over the kiss but that doesn't mean he can remove my clothes too. "That's how I kiss, darling. Yours is a punch kiss right? Mine is different" he smile sheepishly. I shot a glare at him. "What's wrong with my kiss? Punch kiss or not, it still consider as a kiss" I fireback. "Ah huh?" He wiggle his brow. "Just so you know my wife, I don't consider it a kiss if only the lips is involved. That's not exciting" he wink at me.

“If you feel something jab you in the stomach, that’s not the Loch Ness Monster. Just my dick.” She snorted with laughter a moment before her mouth went to his. Then, they were kissing. Drake had learned something interesting about Sarah this week—every kiss with her seemed to get better. Maybe she hadn’t been all natural with him before, but now when their mouths met, she was as eager for him as he was for her. Her tongue swept into his mouth without him having to prompt her, and her lips were open and eager as they kissed and molded and meshed with one another. Her mouth tasted sweet, her tongue teasing, and he wanted to drown himself in the taste of her. Kissing Sarah was an exquisite tor

Diara Alpha Kennis suddenly grabbed my waist and pulled me in for a deep kiss. I could feel the bulge in his pants pressing against my stomach. I raised my hands to push him away, but to my surprise, I let them fall back to my sides. A small moan escaped my lips. My heart raced, and I found myself tempted to kiss him back. He growled his approval and continued to explore my mouth with his passionate tongue. Kennis hiked up my dress and then pulled away.