روايات وقصص ضمن Kiss Of Death

Worship disguised as possession. When he finally kissed her, it wasn’t tender. It was desperate. His mouth crashed against hers, tasting of rain and grief. Kimberly’s hands found his hair, tugging, grounding herself in the heat of him. The kiss deepened, grew hungrier, their breaths tangled and uneven, as though the air itself had turned to fire. Kovoc’s hand slid to her back, pulling her closer until there was no space left between their hearts or the things they’d buried.

The crown prince kissed him. "Let's go" The crown princess held his hand and we followed him to the door. Suddenly he stopped turning towards us with blood in his mouth. "Are you okay?What is it?" The Queen and the crown princess held him. " It's called kiss and die,a deadly herb that kills in five minutes,I really thought he would man up and stand his ground but as usual,he's too gullible and I tried but I can not leave without Ferdinand"Olson said wiping the blood from his own mouth.

The rest of her has got that morbid glow that only death can give. I can’t help myself. I lean in and press my lips against hers. Just for a moment. Her lips are papery and cold. They taste like nothing. I moan. Without thinking, I kiss her deeper. I press the tip of my tongue in between her lips. They part nicely, granting me the chance that I need to deepen the kiss. Her teeth are sealed shut. It’s impossible to pry them open, not unless I intend to go at each tooth with a hammer. That would be way too messy, especially for someone as famous as this dead beauty here.

she admits, holding her head in her hands as her sobbing worsens. It was true, the kiss from Kieran had ignited something inside her and she knew she would need more of it soon. It felt like a drug. His heady scent still clung to her after he left, and she knew this fatal fascination between the two of them would conclude in something deadly.

I smiled at Death, she smiled too. “Oh, when I give you my commitment, I’ll be in your mind forever and you can talk to me using TeleCom,” she explained, so I just nodded to answer. “But how come I can give you my commitment if you can’t even walk haha.” She said while laughing so I just frown at her. “All right, you make me feel really bad, I need to get my body treated and let it rest hahaha,” I said while also laughing to Death, she then suddenly hugged me and whispered… “Sephtis Kali Picosa, Accept me whole, this is my Hold and I surrender to you.” She whispered and kissed me on the lips and Death suddenly turned into black smoke and she suddenly entered my mouth…

"I looked up into Death's face as he looked down on me. 'Can you kiss me, please?' I stuttered out. I watched as he turned his head. 'Vick, you know that I can't... we can't.' 'Please, Death.' With a sigh, he finally turned to face me. Our eyes locked, and then he brought his lips down on mine. I held onto him as we shared a passionate kiss. He was like a breath of life to my darkness, and I wanted more. As our tongues intertwined, I managed to pull him down onto the bed with me. I swung my legs over his lap and began to straddle him. 'Please, Death,' I begged again, as I began to remove my top. I watched as his eyes dilated and he let out a curse. 'Vick,' he growled, his voice thick with de

"We can do more if that's what you so desire, mi amor he mischievously whisper in my ear. Unable to resist his touch, I lean in to kiss him. This time there's no urgency like the previous night. We explore each other's bodies more leisurely. Gabriel Santos fulfilled his promise. He makes me his priority in bed, his lips devoted to kissing every inch of my body and bringing me pleasure as his tongue explores my intimacy. It elicits moans of his name from me, begging him not to stop. Until my entire body shudders, reaching its peak of pleasure solely from gabriel's lips. The Mafia Don trails his lips to my thigh, kissing, licking, and nipping at me.

Her hand touched my chest, resting there. I deepened the kiss before I could stop myself. She responded in kind, her fingers curling into my shirt. The mug I was holding hit the floor, and I didn’t even hear it land. My hand slid to her waist and I felt her tremble. I pulled her closer. Her body pressed to mine, and for a second, the world narrowed to just that moment. Just the heat of her and the sound of her breath, and the way she kissed me like she’d been holding it back for weeks. Actually, we both had.

I look at her one last time to make sure she wants it, she nods, I can go. Her eyes are filled with pleasure and still unfulfilled desires. I slowly dive between her folds, gently advancing, I reach a barrier and stop for a moment. I lean towards her to seal our lips in a wild, intoxicating kiss. She returns my kiss eagerly, followed by two minutes of pure bliss. Her mouth is sweet, it tastes of ripe strawberries. I drink from her lips with delight. And I cross the threshold, slowly but surely. She was so focused on the kiss that she didn't feel any pain. Still with my lips pressed to hers, I slowly pull out to enter a second time. She lets out a sigh of relief. I break our kiss to ask her:

Dora sat in a small bedroom on the yatch, she sat in front of the mirror looking at herself, she began to trace her lips remembering how it felt when she kissed Ryan, it was better than anything she had felt before. She suddenly felt the urge to do it again, she had never thought she would have her first kiss today especially with a man she was supposed to kill. She looked at her wrist watch and checked the time, Ryan had been out for almost 10 hours, the drug wasn't supposed to last that long so she went to check up on him.