Kiss Of The Rabbit God นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I tossed it in and watched the black parchment catch flame and curl inward, turning to ash without a sound. When I turned around, Isaac was in the doorway. “How bad?” he asked, eyeing the raven. I didn’t answer right away. I crouched beside the bird, whispering a quiet thanks in an old tongue it wouldn’t understand but might feel. Then I stood. “He knows,” I said. “And he’s laughing.” Isaac crossed his arms. “So, he wants a war?” “No,” I said coldly. “He wants a show.” He nodded once. “Then let’s give him one.”

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.”

“Only one kiss per customer.” The audience laughs and Leo blushes. “I just don't want to wait,” he tells the pastor. “I want to kiss her always.” “Well, let her do her part and you can get to the kissing,” the pastor tells him with a smile. “Now, Charlotte, repeat after me.”

He went to his knees as he pulled the fabric off, kissing my bellybutton as he ran his hands up and down my legs. He sat back on his knees, admiring the view. I felt a blush creep over my cheeks and I covered my breasts with my arm. Jack grabbed my hand, exposing me to him. “God, you are beautiful.” He leaned forward and kissed my belly, his hands warm on my hips. His kisses were soft and gentle, like heavenly butterfly wings against my skin. A hand left my hip, tracing the line where my leg met my body until he came to the front. Jack looked up, his eyes bright and shining with desire as he dragged his finger along the line down my middle.

he ordered, stroking her slit, slowly he dipped a finger inside her, she moaned in thrill. "I want you Aaron" She cried in painful euphoria. "Say it louder" he orders dipping a second finger and trusting it in and out. "Oh my" she cried her mind not being able to function properly. "Say it baby common" Aaron said torment sucking her clit, while he thrusted his finger deep into her virgina. "Aaron I want God! so bad I want you!" She cried her lips quivering her pleasures clashing in waves "That's my slutty girl" he took his time, sticking his fingers and licking her, savouring the taste of her pussy she digged her hands in his hair as he sucked on her vigorously increasing the viciousiousne

Knowing that she has just come, I continue working her through it. Finally, when she sighs and relaxes, I pull it out and then decide that it is time for me to fill her. After pushing everything else to the side, I stand at the edge of the bed. As I stare at her natural beauty for a moment before climbing on, I revel in it and then slide up over her. When I reach the perfect position, I stop and hover over her for a few seconds and then I lean down to kiss her while rubbing the tip on the outside of her folds. Knowing that I am already so close to coming, I thrust him deep inside her and then she cries out in pleasure. “Jordan, harder.”

And I’d be the goddamn last. The thought sent need surging through me, and when her hips ground into mine, her sweet gasp as she rocked her hips, digging her belly into me, I released a low growl as I pulled back, this time tipping her head up so I could kiss her throat. So I could mark her there. She arched her neck, letting me have my way, accepting my need like she’d known I never could allow before. I’d marked her tits, her thighs, her stomach. Everywhere but where I wanted.

Elementals made of glass and flame, their voices humming in music. Old gods carved into animal forms—talking serpents in golden crowns, foxes made of ink and bone, a lion with stars in his mane. And from behind a pillar, hopping with complete dramatic flair— “Oh, for clouds’ sake,” came a familiar voice. “If one more deity calls you a doom-bringer, I swear I’m opening a portal back to the veggie garden.” A talking rabbit? It looked familiar… He strutted out like he owned the heavens, a laurel crown slightly crooked between his ears.

He deserves more than just my thanks and gratitude but it is impossible for me to name my emotions. I just can't stop thinking about Jeremy, and can't forget MY FIRSTS are supposed to be for him. It is hard to give my first kiss away to Alan even if he had helped me abundantly. "I wish you were here!" I got up not before picking up the rabbit in my hands and made my way back to our cave— unknown of the truth that the moon goddess was going to grant me my wish soon. Tbc... Want more updates on the book? Follow us on I n s t a g r a m @chantinglove138

Callisto couldn't resist, neither did she want to pull away from the witch because after thousands of years this is the first kiss she had with true passion and love and she doesn't want her beautiful witch to stop. "But I am not mortal and neither am I a man." Ruby pulled away from the kiss leaving a strand of saliva connecting their lips. Callisto gazed up at her with stars shining in her void black eyes. The witch started moving her hips against the nymph's making their genders brush against each other. Callisto looked down at the place where they are connected, enjoying the lewd squelching sound that their pussies made while kissing with each other. The water spirit looked back up at the