Kissing Scars Novels & Stories

💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 6✨ . 🌹Natasha🌹 Then slowly, his lips reached for mine, he takes it slow for some seconds. After that, he immediately slides his tongue into my mouth as we are tangled in a hot kiss.

After we said our vowels, the priest asked us to kiss, and the kiss was the best of my life. Not that I have had any, I'm not that good as Emily is, I just hope he doesn't find out I'm not Emily. The applauds and hooting from our friends and family broke up apart. Christian pecked me last on the lips before taking my hands and letting us face the crowd. Congratulations! We were congratulated here and there. People I barely new hug me. My parents are the happiest, but you could see the worry behind the smiles.

I'm not going anywhere. He kissed her again, deeper this time. His tongue swept into her mouth, and she tasted the desperation there, the hunger, the months of wanting and waiting and being afraid. Her hands roamed across his chest, tracing the scars she had never seen before, and he shivered under her touch. Every scar has a story, he said. Every story led me here. To you.

“You’re an idiot. But you’re my idiot.” His breath caught, heart pounding so loud it nearly drowned out her words. Slowly, reverently, he reached up and touched her cheek. “Say that again.” Her lips curved. “You heard me.” And then she kissed him soft, trembling, and utterly real. The moon broke through the clouds above, bathing them in light as if blessing the moment itself. His wolf howled within him, triumphant. Our mate. Our heart. When they finally broke apart, Sebastian whispered, “I’ll never give you a reason to regret this.”

“Because you don’t want to be a bad daughter to your dead parents, you are avoiding me. I understand it.” I glared at him and held his hand to take it off my face that was when I noticed a scar on his hand. It looked so bad that worried me. “Maybe we both are destined to see each other whenever we are wounded,” I said as I remembered our meetings whenever he had wounds on our hands. “What happened here?” A smirk appeared on his lips. “So much for not having any kind of feelings for me.” I left his hand, saying “I don’t…”

I closed my eyes and did my best to relax, but knowing he was going to do wonderful things to me made it hard not to squirm with anticipation. He kissed one inner thigh, and then the other. His cheeks were smooth and I knew he must have shaved just for dinner. Something about the idea of him shaving just for me felt special. His lips kissed the V at the top of my legs and I jerked at the surge of pleasure. I was so wound with lust that even the barest breath against my pleasure center would have sent shivers down my spine. A full kiss was like being struck my lightning.

”Anything ,you say”He smiled and she felt his lips on hers immediately . She tried pushing him away but he is more stronger than her .She suddenly felt sick . He continued kissing her and she just stood there like a log of wood not reciprocating neither is she moving . He broke from the kiss and touched her face .She couldn’t see his face because there is no light in the room . “You know you really are a beautiful girl .I think I like you already “He smirked . She scrunch her face is disgust . “Just let me go !”She pleaded weeping .

As I break the kiss, I say, “Baby, I am so sorry. She has nothing on you. Honestly, I don’t know why my body had chosen to betray me. It’s as if she put a spell on me or something and it felt so foreign. I guess I will never understand it. But, please trust me, I will never stray from your arms. Ever.” Kissing her again a bit more roughly this time, I nip at her lips and then fondle her breasts for a time. She sighs and then grabs ahold of my hard cock before she starts to stroke it and firmly grasps my balls. Knowing that she is still sore, I back up and say, “Baby, I am a little raw for that this morning. Trust me if I wasn’t, I would be doing last night all over again. I love it

I mumbled. “What's a kissing spell?” he sounded curious. “Oh, that?” I laughed faintly, “Just a family curse… In short, I kissed you. Now, if you don't kiss me back before my 30th birthday, I will die… or I can give up on my magic…” I chuckled and looked at him. He became serious. He moved closer to me. “Is that all? All I have to do is kiss you?” he slowly leaned over me. “N-no…” I gulped seeing his face inches away from mine, “You… would have to feel something towards me… The kiss should carry equally intense emotions… as the ones I felt when I gave you mine…”

My hand cupped his head, and we kissed even more passionately. Tony slipped the robe from my shoulders and kissed down my neck. His tongue traced a particularly long scar. It was the most sensitive spot on my body, and whenever he licked it, he always brought me to climax. We joked that when the scars completely healed, we would keep reopening that one. That's why I was so in love with Tony. He knew that the scars were a part of me and loved them, kissed them, and used his tongue on them to bring me to ecstasy.