Kiss Lace Bond Novels & Stories

His eyes bored into mine and I returned the stare, my heart skipping a beat as we just lay there for the next few seconds, fixating our gaze as if we were both searching for something inside them. ​Please do it and get it over with, Adriana. It’s just a small peck; it doesn’t have to last even a second. ​“This is getting boring...” before he could turn around, I leaned into a kiss, covering my lips perfectly on his. It didn’t even take seconds for him to respond, an arm already wrapping around my neck as he deepened the kiss. Our lips moved in sync and I held back the urge to gag as he licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I denied, earning a growl from him, but that didn’t seem to stop

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

She tilts her head slightly, like she’s waiting to see what I’ll do. “Calla,” I murmur, my hand brushing against hers. The bond sparks instantly, pulling at me, demanding. “Yes?” Her voice is low, almost uncertain. I don’t answer. Instead, I lean down, closing the space between us, and press my lips to hers. Her breath catches, but she doesn’t pull back. The kiss starts soft, almost hesitant, but the bond flares and Darko surges inside me, urging me to claim her, to deepen it. I do, and she responds, her hand sliding up my chest, gripping the front of my shirt.

"My life, my pack, my soul. All of it belongs to you." The bond surged between them again, stronger now. He captured her mouth again, slower this time but no less intense. This kiss was about more than just relief or fear. It was a claiming, a promise, a declaration that they were bound together in ways that went beyond the physical. Zora's hands slid into his hair and Trent groaned against her lips. Every place they touched felt like fire, the bond amplifying every sensation until he was drowning in her. He backed her up until she hit the edge of the bed, then followed her down, never breaking the kiss. His body covered hers, careful to avoid putting weight on her stomach where their child

I said. Alessandro let go of my arm. He looked straight into my eyes. “You are the best weapon we have. You have to use what you have. He wants you. He kissed you. He is letting you stay even though he knows you are lying. Use that. Get closer to him. Make him trust you again. Make him want you more than he wants the truth.” I felt sick. Mateo had already warned me. The kiss was a mistake. Now my uncle was telling me to repeat the mistake. To use the fire.

I held her gaze as she clasped my hand. “I don’t know, but I’ve never felt this way before. I’ve never known peace or felt calm and free like this. You possess some sort of magic that fixes everything, and I’m sure I don’t want you to leave. I just—” I cut her off with a kiss, a slow, sensual one. She giggled into the kiss as I slipped my tongue into her mouth. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and when someone cleared her throat, we pulled away reluctantly, our eyes still locked.

She moans slightly and opens her eyes. “I am…” I seal her lips with a deep intimate kiss. I squeeze her ass again,my member fighting hard inside my boxers. I’m pretty sure it’s poking Mia right now but i don’t want to give all that any thoughts. Mia melts into the kiss and i draw her closer even more, deepening the kiss when i hear a loud gasp forcing me to break the kiss. “Wow.” I hear Cathy’s voice and i look up to see Miquel and all my other friends including Lucy.

I found myself aching to kiss him. Robbie raised the bucket over my head, his strong arms steady as he prepared to pour it. I stepped in close to him, and he let the water fall over us. I stood on tiptoe and found his lips with mine, the water cascading around us. This kiss wasn't the innocent first taste of love between two friends. Robbie didn't freeze this time, no longer a boy unsure of oncoming masculinity. This time, he let the bucket fall, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his lips against mine. His body met mine, his heat seeping through wet clothes and filling me with a fire of want. Our tongues met, the taste of freshwater mixing in with the kiss. It was sweet and clean

My breath caught at his gaze, the sheer volume of desire catching me off guard. I giggled, twisting my hands behind me to do it myself. I felt the wire release, and slowly, I lowered the lacy fabric. I bit my lip, watching Dean's face as the fabric fell away. His eyes dilated and his mouth opened in wordless appreciation. His eyes met mine, dark and hungry. I was vibrating with want for him. With that perfect half-smile, he reached past my ear, snagging the hair-band holding my hair. My hair fell from the makeshift bun in dark waves around my shoulders. Dean hissed with appreciation, making me feel like the most beautiful creature on the face of the earth.

she sighed, itching her hair. “Don’t scratch lice everywhere oh.” Aisha joked, ”I’m not even bothered about my hair. It’s already condemned.” Aisha had on Ghana weaving,big ones to be precise,with black attachment. It was very rough and old. “Like I had already planned the hair I was going to make for the holidays.” Ify reminisced, ”Big braids, either black and pink or just plain black or plain purple or blue or… okay I was not sure yet.” she giggled, seeing the incredulous look on Naeto’s face.