Kiss Of The Muse Novels & Stories

Nova shattered hard, her orgasm crashing through her in powerful waves. She cried out his name into the night, legs shaking violently as she came on his tongue. Kai didn’t stop, licking her through every aftershock until she was a trembling, oversensitive, whimpering mess. Only then did he rise, pulling her into a deep, claiming kiss. She tasted herself on his tongue—salty-sweet and utterly filthy. His erection pressed hard against her thigh, but he made no move to take more. “You’re mine now, Muse,” he whispered against her lips, voice rough with restrained need. “This is only the beginning.”

Lydia too. Their voices sounded far away, like I was sinking underwater. Then it was over. I looked up. They both stared at me, wide-eyed. I felt different. Stronger. Like something wild had woken up inside me. “It worked,” I whispered. Lydia looked scared. “Isaac… you look like them.” “Good.” I wiped my forehead, already feeling the heat fade. A new hunger pulsed through me. I smiled, fierce. “Let’s make sure Lucien Devereux remembers this face… right before I end him.”

The kiss was supposed to be fake. But it wasn’t. She felt it. In her magic. In her wolf. It had surged forward in the moment, stretching against her skin, trying to claw its way out and toward him. A full shift hovered dangerously close, barely leashed. She hated how much she liked the way his hands felt on her waist. Hated that she still wanted more. The envoy finally turned away, satisfied for now. But Lyra couldn’t stop shaking. “You didn’t have to kiss me like that,” she snapped once they were alone in the corridor.

Dean hissed with appreciation, making me feel like the most beautiful creature on the face of the earth. "So damn beautiful," he murmured. His mouth found my breast, gently pushing me back onto the pillow with his hand. His tongue strummed the pink flesh like a guitar string, sending beautiful vibrations through my body. I pressed his head into my chest, arching my back to give him better access.

Commencing something beautiful is a natural,cosmical feeling, it's a beautiful feeling that no one can pass the question easily, writers and poets still can't pass that expressional answer, it's a mystery! Especially when it has took one a decade or more to find that something beautiful. Well...May you excuse me for that, I go by the name of Mia Wood, I'm 22 years of age and I walk my journey with my best friend Chantelle Johnson till I find what I had been yearning for with my CEO, so this is the road I paved and walked on before I came across him. *************

Phoebe would get help and get me out of here. Fuck you brain for this thought. “You’re hesitating. You’re lying. aren’t you?” Nella sneers. “I am not. You’re far away from me and I was waiting for you to come closer. I’ll love to kiss you Nella. If it’s okay with you.” Don’t gag Kayla. Keep it down. She comes closer to me and I hear Phoebe retch. Nella’s eyes turn dark and She’s about to turn towards Phoebe but I kiss her lips.

He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it. Gradually, the woman stopped as the man kissed her. She shut her eyes close and respond to his kisses. Although he did not know, he followed the movement of its lips. Tonight, that's their first kiss. A first kiss full of love, between an angel and a demon. Almost every well -known surname attended Hades ’grand birthday party. Even well -known artists were there as well and some big -name senators in the country. As Khione requested, some of Hades' friends also attended his birthday. It's his 24th birthday, and everyone's excited to see the handsome Hades.

All at once, his eyes show desire and something else that I can’t decipher, but then he lifts me up and places me on his lap. As he breaks the kiss, he whispers, “Now, this is what I am talking about. I have missed your sweet lips and the touch of your skin for too long. I needed this and by the looks of it, so did you. Am I right?” He winks at me and then caresses my nipples with his palms.

she whispered, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me in. I kissed her deeply, letting my hips move in slow, shallow thrusts. Every inch of her welcomed me in a way that made my chest tighten. She was still getting used to me, and I didn’t want to hurt her. Not now. Not ever. But then she pulled her mouth from mine, voice thick with need. “Harder, Killer.” God, the nickname never hit harder than in that moment. I smiled against her lips, my voice low and thick with heat. “Your wish is my command, Temptress.”

she replied, her voice a soft, melodic whisper. Archer’s breath hitched, overwhelmed by the profound moment. It felt as though the Moon Goddess herself had guided him to his destined mate. He marveled at his good fortune, savoring the reciprocal affection from the woman he adored. Their eyes locked in a gaze that seemed to suspend time, drawing them closer. As they moved towards each other, their lips finally met in a kiss that was both tender and fervent. The connection between them sparked an intense, magical sensation, like fireworks exploding in their souls. The kiss was an exquisite, dreamlike experience, surpassing any fantasy they had ever imagined.