Kotor Romances Novels & Stories

] He stroked further feeling her juices begin to flow, ‘Oh mio, guarda che vedi quanto sei bagnata per me ora, mia piccola tigre.’ [Oh my, look at that see how wet you are for me now my little tigress.] Romero thought he would explode his cock was so hard against her belly it was painful he had never been more turned on tipping her onto the bed he slipped out of his clothes and crawled up her body stroking and kissing as he went then pulling her into his arms. She did not resist him kissing him as hungrily as he kissed her even when he cupped her ass with his hands and pressed her against him

She closed her eyes and rested her hands on his shoulder, breathing deeply. He took an arancini (golden rice ball) and rolled his tongue over it, spreading his saliva over it, as she stared at him puzzled, and then he put it in front of her lips and commented. "Mia amore, open your mouth" For a second she thought of not opening her mouth because she knew what he was going to do but then thinking about the consequences of disobeying him she opened her mouth. "Suck it and take a bite…" His lustful green eyes darkened watching her obeying him. He put that in her mouth and she rolled her tongue and took a bit of it then he put that leftover in his mouth looking straight into her eyes.

Watching him stare at the asses of others would do her no good. At least our beasts get along. That is really the only thing keeping me here at this point. Cortina’s connection to Cameron’s wolf, Rome. Rome, unlike his human counterpart, seems to actually like his mate. When they go for their weekly runs every weekend, Rome is playful and attentive. He’s sweet. All the things Cameron is not. Cortina loves her half of our pairing. I can't stand mine. I dislike not only Cameron, but the entire Alpha family now too.

The ring in my finger is a symbol, and so is our names on each other's HarmonyMatch app. And so, I decided let things go. I looked at him and said: "Christopher Caelum Asher Renault-Lee," he looked at me, puzzled. "Your Highness. There is no hiding." I took a deep breath. "I'm in love you, too," I said. And there was silence. He just looked at me, face unreadable except for what seemed like shock. "Um…hello?" I asked, waving my hands before his face. "Hey, are you o–" And just like that, I found myself kissing the prince.

she said with a wink, settling beside me on the couch and pulling a fuzzy blanket over us both. She queued up the movie on her TV, the opening credits filling the room with upbeat music. As the story unfolded lighthearted banter, stolen glances, the kind of sweet romance that made your heart flutter—I tried to lose myself in it. Mira laughed at the jokes, nudging me with her elbow, but I could only manage faint smiles. My mind wandered back to Zayden, to the way his touch had once felt like safety, now tainted by blood.

Kent again? “How are you, mi amor?”

Roman immediately leaned over my chest, his broad shoulders blocking out the terrifying glare of the ceiling lights. His scent of cedarwood and raw adrenaline enveloped me, grounding my mind against the blinding pain. "I love you, Cora," Roman whispered, his lips brushing my wet temple as his tears soaked into my cheek. My heart froze, his confession echoing clearly in my mind despite the chaos of the room. "I love you too, little bird," Rocco murmured, his hand resting firmly on my other shoulder. "We both do," Rocco whispered, his voice thick with a raw, helpless devotion. "Stay with us."

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

Angelo nodded. “Alright.” She said and followed him down the stairs. When she caught sight of him after a while, her heart leaped. Their eye contact felt so electrifying. At that moment, Elena knew she would never be over this man. “Mr. Romano. Mr. Moretti.” She greeted. As she shifted her gaze to meet Rio, she recognized that look of hatred he gave her in the past. “We have an announcement to make,” Luca said as Elena turned her gave to him. An announcement? Why is his gaze so intense? She thought.

"Yup. Venice, the city of love. Perfect for a honeymoon. And I promise, no bikinis." She rolled her eyes. "Just couldn't help yourself, could you?" His grin was unrepentant. "Tried to. There's the food." He kissed his fingers and rattled off something in Italian. "The music and the art. You are going to love Venice, mia cara." "There's no third party present, Drew. You don't have to call me a pet name." "Friends have pet names for one another." She placed the heel of her palms over her eyes. "Don't tell me that, Drew."