Kiss Of Venus Novels & Stories

Amor said, I nodded, then he left, slightly bowing to Zahir and Venus. “Both of you are staying in different rooms?” Venus asked. I nodded. Venus was extremely pretty. She had sharp facial features. Her eyes were black and her hair too. Her lips were always covered with lipsticks of all shades other than pink and red. When I saw her earlier, she had light green lipstick on and now it was sky blue. She had the habit of pressing her lips together and mixing the lipstick whenever she could. Her nails were always painted too, mostly darker shades of all colours. Her clothes weren’t much different from the one I was wearing.

Before he could fathom what was happening, Venus takes over and wraps Kieran's hands around her small waist. "Mate". Annaliese flinches but Venus holds her tight breathing in her scent. "Mate is beautiful and sexy". "Mate is scared". "Why?". Venus turns her around and Kieran is sure his glowing orange orbs scare her. She looks down without saying anything. "My name is Venus, what is your name?". "Annaliese", she replies almost whispering. "A beautiful name for a beautiful girl". "Stop making me touch her". Kieran tries to fight for control while Venus tells her he would like to talk to her wolf sometime and Annaliese nods.

I clutched the necklace tighter in my hands being this close with him made my body shiver and something knot in my lower belly "Do you want me to kiss you?" He asked huskily lowering his lips dangerously close to mine "What! no...no..i..." I opened my mouth stuttering again. "Touch you ? " he asked again his minty breath against my lips .I shivered. His hand tightened around my wrist, cutting off circulation as his other hand began moving dangerously up my thighs. My face was as red as a tomato by now. This was beyond humiliation and embarrassment.

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 sure? I could be a very different person than the one you think you know. How do you know that I'm not a terrible person?” “Because of this.” I leaned down and kissed him. His lips were soft and tender, and full of desire. There was strength and sweetness. It was all about emotion and the gut reaction his kiss gave me every time. I didn't care if this was a fling or real. Everything a girl could ever want in a kiss was in his lips. “When you kiss me, I know all I need to.”

God, why does he have to be such a good kisser? ​Due to the lack of oxygen, I was forced to pull away, but Draven didn’t stop there. Instead, he started leaving a trail of hot kisses along my jawline and down to my neck, nibbling and sucking on my soft spot before moving up and kissing the corner of my lips, then back to my neck again, making my whole body quiver in pleasure. I gasped when he squeezed my thighs and tugged on the skin of my neck, causing me to moan again. No, this was getting too intense and I have to control myself...but I can’t, and I don’t want to.

I feel her boobs getting squished against my chest as I kiss her neck. Venus's hands are now buried in my hair, gently pulling me even closer. Her scent is making me feel dizzy but in a good way. My kisses trail from her neck to her shoulders and then to her boobs. Trust me when I say this, I absolutely cannot get enough of these. And the moment my hot mouth latches on her right nipple, Venus moans and tightens her grip on my hair putting my head in place. I pinch and play with her other nipple as I suck one. I give the other nipple equal attention, licking, sucking and gently biting it.

“Why? Why do you apologize? It’s not your doing, is it?” “It’s common courtesy,” she reasoned matter-of-factly, “to express sympathy for another person’s discomfort.” “Well, I think you apologize too much.” She ignored that, fearing another outburst from him. “Can’t you generate fire from within you?” she asked. “With your ki?” “Fire can never be created by man. It can only be borrowed. We, of the Vulcanus Clan, are direct descendants of the god Homusubi, who gave the gift of fire to all mankind.”

Steam was already beginning to condense on the mirror, the room growing warm. "Now, where were we?" he whispered into my ear, his hand tracing the line of my shoulder. I kissed him, showing him exactly where we had left off. He kissed me again, a no-holds-barred kiss that rocked my world. My body shifted from rainwater ice to shower steam hot, the fire within me begging to be quenched by him.

He set his glass on the balcony, his hand then finding its way to the small of my back so that he could draw me in to him. His eyes shone as if the stars themselves burned within. He leaned forward and brushed his lips across mine. The sensation made my spine feel like it was made of champagne, bubbly and ready to float away. I pressed my lips against his, begging for a better taste. He opened his mouth, the effervescence of champagne permeating my senses. I smiled as I moaned softly. All I wanted was to drink his champagne kisses.