Romans & histoires Kiss Of The Rabbit God

Alyssa called shaking him continuously. "Oh Jupiter poso, where is him am ready to hop on him," The rabbit said rotating his arms continuously. "Berk!" Alyssa called more like a whisper. "Huh!" The rabbit squealed after realizing himself. Alyssa touches the book and immediately it's colour became brighter and it glimmered like a burning lamp, with confidence she opened the pages and the sightseeing was frightening pictures of the past beast and burnt witches and so many more. "Oh my Gosh!" Alyssa exclaimed after seeing all the things on a particular page.

he murmured against her mouth, his voice husky and laced with a dangerous hunger that had nothing to do with politeness and everything to do with dominance. He whispered "little rabbit" like a growling endearment, a claim that both thrilled and should have terrified her. The kiss deepened instantly, breaking down the last of her resolve. All her guilt over losing control, vanished in the burning heat of his mouth. His large, possessive hands cradled her face as he devoured her response, turning the spontaneous kiss into a desperate, mutual consumption. Her fingers tangled in the soft hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him closer, needing to feel the proof of his desire mirrored in her own

Noah gripped the back of Rabbit’s neck, his fingers digging into the hairline, and slammed his mouth down. It wasn't a gentle kiss. It was a collision. It tasted of hunger and suppressed longing, a desperate, bruising exchange that left Rabbit gasping. Noah groaned low in his throat, a primal sound of victory, as he hoisted Rabbit up onto the counter. The sudden movement sent a few stray glasses rattling, but the sound was drowned out by the wet, frantic noise of their tongues clashing.

Kian’s Point of View I still cannot believe what I saw tonight. Nothing, in all my nineteen years on this earth, ever shocked me as this. Before my very eyes a human girl turned to a wolf.. Not just any wolf. Her fur was white and black, like night and day mixed together. But what got to me the most were her eyes. One was the color of the full moon, glowing silver, the other was golden, like that of an Alpha. I had never seen anything like it.

“I am Ryker’s mate and I have accepted being the luna of this pack. What other ways can I be connected with your goddess?” “Our goddess, Kennedy. She has chosen to gift me to you.” My heart rate picks up again, I know I am breathing very hard and Ryker must be freaking out right now, but I can’t even see him. All I see is black. I can still feel though. Feel his arms on me and his body heat so close. I have to focus on that so I don’t freak out.Copyright ©️ 2024 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions

I took a sip and handed it back to Roamur. We moved on to the final part, Roamur tying our hands together with a red velvet cloth while declaring the last blessings. “Your bodies united, your souls connected before the moon.” He stepped back and raised his hands. “With the grace of the Goddess, give the first kiss of the rest of your lives.” Rayan pulled me close, holding both my hands. He began with a sweet touch of lips, but it lasted only a few seconds before he pulled me by the waist and deepened the kiss with more voracity.

The incense stick sparked to life with a hiss, its aroma weaving through the air of the Ruby Room. I settled onto my knees, the rough carpet biting into my skin, and closed my eyes. Smoke curled like ethereal tendrils, carrying my silent prayer upwards. "Great Moon Goddess," I murmured, choking on a mixture of incense and desperation. "I beg you to sever this tie that binds me to another. Remove this confusing desire, this pull towards the healer that haunts me."

He said with a smile and pressed his lips into hers, she felt bubbling sparks all over her body. She savored a sour but yet sweet taste on his lips, the kiss only lasted a few seconds but it felt like an eternity. "Are those strawberries?" She asked while blinking her eyes in surprise and he smirked. "I got a bunch from the human world, when we went on scouting." She giggled with excitement. "You know that, they are an aphrodisiacs........So, does it turn you on?" it was a soft whisper that made her aroused down there. His manly statue and his scent of vertiver, It made him alluring to Atarah.

Seeing a stranger, who looked a little old, my breath hitched as I thought he was sent by my enemy. Immediately, I turned to defense mode and took a vase in my hands that was on the table beside the door. “Princess.” He mumbled that confused me. “I'm so glad to see you.” His eyes were teary and his eyes gleamed with respect. “I'm so glad to see you again.” He took my shivering hand and kissed me near the knuckles. “W-who are you?” “I am Rodney. I used to be a servant of Millers.”

Her firm breasts beckon me to worship them. She caresses herself while looking me straight in the eyes. She looks sublime like this. She resembles a goddess, the goddess of lust. She takes a finger and puts it inside her cunt. This gesture makes me tremble with desire. She swirls her finger inside and pulls it out, offering it to me to taste. I open my mouth and engulf her finger. I lick it slowly, savoring her finger. But I want more, much more. I lie down in front of her, my head moving toward her cunt. I devour it with devotion. She is truly delicious, her cunt dripping with her desire opens to my tongue. I insert myself inside and slowly kiss her. "My baby… yes… Hooo…"