Kiss Drarry Novels & Stories

This time, waves are splashing more calmly than before, as if it got tired from all the aggressive slamming, so it decided to rest. I breathed in the chilly breeze of the sea and felt my body relaxing. I reached to untie my hair and let my brunette locks dance with the gentle wind. Removing my black jacket which exposed the maxi dress I wore underneath, I welcomed the icy temperature to course through my system. Doing so cleared my dark thoughts and consoled my weary heart.

She pushed the lamb around with her fork, barely tasting the one bite she forced down. Dante ate with precise, unhurried movements. The rhythm of his knife slicing through meat, the deliberate clink of his fork against porcelain, was maddeningly calm. It was as though nothing in the world could disturb him. Finally, his voice broke the silence. “Do you know why I demanded that kiss from you?” Her fork froze midway to her mouth. She set it down carefully, her throat tightening. “Because you enjoy controlling people?” A chuckle rumbled low in his chest. “Control is useful, yes. But a kiss…” He leaned back, his eyes glinting. “A kiss doesn’t lie. Your lips tell me more than your words ever will

The view was breathtaking—endless snow, glittering in the sunlight, the air so still it felt sacred. Then, in a ripple of motion, Kiro shifted back into Dax. The change was fluid, beautiful in its power. His breath came in soft puffs against the cold as he dressed quickly, but when our eyes met, they still glowed faintly silver—Kiro’s presence lingering. Before I could speak, Dax closed the space between us and kissed me. It was fierce and claiming, the kind of kiss that stole air and reason in equal measure. His hands framed my face, his lips warm against the chill of the mountain air.

My voice dropped to a sultry whisper, “I never get tired of hearing it.” "I'm fucking proud you're mine," he growled, his eyes darkening with desire as he kissed me again. And just like all of his kisses, I couldn't get enough. “I'm yours!" I repeated, another growl sounding at the back of his throat, deepening the kiss. His hand found its way under my dress, caressing my skin, sending shivers down my spine. We should've gone to the room instead! But not surprisingly, before we could go any further, the door burst open, revealing Ryder, a frantic look and his face. Kieran made sure my dress was properly adjusted before throwing a glare at Ryder. And I would have done the same if not for the

she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. “I’m yours,” I replied, leaning down to kiss her again. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate and consuming with every second. Scarlett’s hands slid down, finding the towel tied around my waist, loosening it effortlessly. I let it fall away, my focus entirely on her as my fingers moved to the straps of her lingerie.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

It was a kiss that spoke of shared moments, unspoken desires, and the promise of something more. The world around them faded into the background as they surrendered to the intoxicating pull of their connection. Time seemed to stand still as they shared that kiss, each fleeting second filled with a depth of emotion that words could never fully capture. Their bodies pressed together, their hearts beating in sync as they explored the newfound intimacy between them. Drake had found a conquest to satisfy his sexual urge. “You haven’t told me your name yet,” he said as he walked into the room. “I thought I told you in the bar , I am syora by the way.”

(Sexual Content) Lora I was nervous as Drax was coming to our pack today to talk to me and I will tell him about his sons. I loved that man so much with all my heart, but we were forced to be apart. I love my husband, yes, but I will always have a place in my heart for Drax, I was fortunate to have a loving and understanding mate. Ryker walked into the room feeling my anxiety through our bond and said, "He will understand love, it wasn't his fault he died or yours, just tell the truth and I am here for support," before he kissed me passionately. We got heated very quickly and I ended up on his desk being eaten out, his tongue did wonders on my clit as I felt my orgasm build. I held his hair

and Ryker kiss me before we ended up having a passion filled evening. ***** Ryker I know it was stupid being jealous but I couldn't help it; after I rejected Drax, I had my fair share of she-wolves in my bed but I met one lone wolf one night. It was at a bar unknown to the pack and I had a love affair with him until I met Lora, I loved him but when I broke it off, he was angry and no one ever heard from him again. I never looked for him or ever found out if he was still alive, I guess I feel insecure after it took me a long time to convince Drax to choose us. I never even told Lora about him, it was my deepest darkest secret and I'm surprised Drax never mentioned it as he had to see it in my

But I had no idea what Darry ring meant and from my clueless face she guessed it and explained. "It’s a really romantic concept. A Darry Ring is a special engagement ring that a person can only buy once in their lifetime. When someone buys it, they have to sign a True Love Agreement with their legal ID, promising that they’re giving it to the one person they truly love. The company tracks it, so you can’t buy another one— even if the relationship ends. It’s meant to symbolize eternal commitment and one true love. Some people gift it as a surprise proposal, others use it to show they’re serious about forever."