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Hardin whispers, grabbing Tessa's waist and nuzzling her neck. "Argh...you come here," Tessa whispers in frustration Tessa twists her body and grabs Hardin's lips crushing lips, sticking out her tongue, and entwining them with each other. Both of Tessa's hands drape around Hardin's neck lifting both of his buttocks, making Tessa's legs reflexively hang around Hardin's waist, still with the hot kiss continuing. "Huh... Hardin..." Tessa's supply of breath seems to be running out, as the brutality of Hardin's kiss devours her lips and tongue.

I yank her against me with so much force she winces. "You belong in our den," I growl before slamming my lips on hers. Since I have no idea how to put my feelings into words, I send them through my lips. Nothing about the way I am kissing her is soft or sweet. I am not sweet. I am not soft. I have no idea how to treat her like she should be treated. This is the only way I know. Hard and fast. Love and hate.

I was having a hard time breathing I was so nervous and excited for this moment. Gabe leaned in. He didn’t kiss my cheek this time, though, he brought his lips straight to mine. A burst of electricity filled the air, exploding all around us. His kiss took my breath away and my knees went weak. I brought my hands to his shoulders and pulled myself closer to him.

I started. "It'll wash up on shore," he said, then leaned down and kissed me. I quickly lost myself to the kiss, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck. His hands went to my sides, pulling me in closer. As we stood there, kissing, another wave crashed against Dean's back. My feet lost their grip on the ocean floor, but Dean stayed steady. I wrapped my legs around his hips. He was a rock that I could cling to, and as another wave hit us, I found myself gripping him even tighter.

She feels me deep in her own heart, how we fit together, how lucky we are to have found each other. I lean down, brushing my mouth against hers in the barest hint of a kiss. “Good girl,” I whisper into her parted lips. She moans for me, the sound of pure, uncontrollable lust igniting my own. Zarina presses her curvy little body closer to mine, crushing her breasts against me as she wiggles her ass on my lap. I’m sure my babygirl is sore from the spanking I gave her, but that only seems to turn her on more as she whimpers and dances around on my swollen fucking cock.

She never wanted her kids to grow up in this darkness. Damon’s fury finally softened, though the madness still lingered in his eyes. He pulled her close and kissed her — and she didn’t protest. But it wasn’t passion, nor love. It was raw, hard, consuming, a collision of desperation and violence. She could taste blood on his lips, acrid smoke clinging to his breath, the metallic tang searing her tongue. The kiss was suffocating, unhinged, more like a claim than an embrace.

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

BIG KAI I ain't a fan of kissing. Shit, I can't remember the last time I kissed a shawty. But them lips were fucking calling for mine. I couldn't resist. And curiosity didn't help either. Her lips are soft and tasty. Just like her other lips. I miss that shit. I moved my lips on her soft lips roughly, gripping her neck more as I greedily took her lips. I earned a fucking golden moan, making me seize the opportunity to dominate her lips fully.

She cupped my face and kissed me hard. The kiss was filthy from the start. Her tongue pushed into my mouth, tasting like Marcus and her own arousal. I moaned into her, hands sliding down her back to grip her ass, pulling her closer. We ground against each other desperately, our slick pussies rubbing together in messy, wet slides. The friction on my clit was maddening. Even though it was uncomfortable, neither of us stopped. We kept kissing like animals, tongues battling, lips sucking, moaning into each other’s mouths while our hips rolled faster.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.