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But I do love Dark more, maybe it is because I can actually feel his love and always have. Dark snaps his tail in the air three times, and grabs me in his arms, with my legs around his body, and while standing and kissing me passionately, he penetrates my pussy with his tail. I bite his lips and make him throb my pussy even deeper with his thick tail. He asks me to bite him harder until he bleeds. I do it and then he does the same. We both bleed and kiss, feeling the taste of our blood, blending it in each other's mouths.

Before I could give any reaction, he kissed me again. He sucked on my lip, and just like a slave ruled by his master, my lip spontaneously opened. He gave me hard and unforgiving kisses. His arm was tight around my waist, while his other hand was on my nape, pulling it gently so I could open my mouth better for his deeper kiss. I was so close to his arm. I equaled his hot kisses with mine. His lips followed a provocative rhythm, kissing me in a skillful way, as if he had long mastered this art. I didn't know that just a kiss could get rid of guilt. This is it.

I don’t really care anymore. He might have been caught off guard by what I did because he just froze. I straddle him and kissed him hungrily. It felt like I’ve done this before and I was on fire. I can feel myself being light on fire as I bit his lips and suck on them as I continue to kiss him. I gasp the moment he took over the kiss and explored my mouth with his tongue. I can feel his arousal as I grind at him. I don’t want to stop. I want to feel him inside of me. I tried to work on his jeans when the door suddenly opened.

But the only word echoing in my head is karma. And the question that haunts me: who is paying the price? Me? Eva? Annaida? Damon? Because right now, every single one of us is suffering in our own way, caught in the wreckage of what has unraveled. . . . . . . . Hi All, Just a headsup those who have read KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL would clearly understand the insinuations of this chapter. From Chapter 93/94 of KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL.

"But he forgot one thing." "What's that?" "In the dark, I am the monster he should be running from." He leaned down, his mouth catching hers in a sudden, bruising kiss. It was sharp, demanding, and laced with the taste of copper and gunpowder. It was a dark reminder of who they were—two killers who had found a sanctuary in each other’s violence. Vivian melted into it for a fraction of a second, her fingers gripping the strap of his tactical vest, matching his hunger before he pulled away, his expression hardening back into ice.

"She makes me want to hurt things, or kiss her, I can't figure out which one." "I kissed her once that day at the club,” Kasper admitted. “She'd had a bad night and looked like she needed one. She is different from anyone I have ever met." Kasper admitted. "When you kissed her, was it a serious kiss, or a brother to a sister kiss?" Quinn leaned to the desk fully interested in Kasper's relationship with Oshey. Kasper could see the curiosity in Quinn’s eyes. "It was a kiss. It’s not like I claimed her."

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.

You've passed the point of no/Angel of music Return/You deceived me I gave you my mind blindly You try my patience Make your choice Pitiful creature of darkness What kind of life have you known? God give me courage to show you You are not alone When Emmy Rossum and Gerard Butler kissed, Daphnie started crying again; I also let a few tears fall. It was probably the most beautiful moment in the movie.

His mouth widens in what might be a sinister smile, but only makes fear envelop me. No, don’t be afraid, he can’t touch me unless… I’m too weak… what… I’m falling. He doesn’t get up simply licking what looks like blood from his teeth. This time when he speaks, his words are crystal clear. ‘Ah sha za… sa... the kiss of darkness has worked!’ With every ounce of willpower I have left, I focus on the light, my wolf and everything I hold dear, feeling myself being pulled away, but I’m too tired…

The way his mouth nibbled on her lower lips, the way his mouth devoured her lips as if it was his and his to kiss and devour, a shiver of anticipation ran down her spine– at the thought of what else his lips could do. But she knew she shouldn't be accepting the kiss, she knew she wasn't meant to kiss him back, yet her body betrayed her mind, because her lips moved on its own, moving clumsily in sync with his own, not minding the audience watching them from afar, or her mind as it screamed at her for being weak. For kissing Darkness back and wanting him to do more to her than kissing. Xavier had never kissed her like this, no! He had never even kissed her, always claiming he wasn't a kisser a