Luca X Alberto Kiss Novels & Stories

Without another word, he leaned in again, his lips claiming hers in a kiss that was both tender and passionate. His hands slid to her waist, pulling her closer until their bodies were pressed tightly together, leaving no space between them. The kiss deepened, filled with a hunger they had both denied for too long. Luca’s hands moved to the zipper of her dress, his fingers fumbling slightly as he pulled it down, his touch lingering on her skin as the fabric fell to the floor.

" The neighbors were still watching from their windows, captivated by the scene. Florence hadn't expected this and began spewing even harsher insults. I kept crying and begging, and my arms were locked tightly around her legs so she couldn't move. When she finally started to tire from her outburst, I leaned close to her ear and said in a cold and mocking voice, "You can take all of this, but it won't change anything. Do you know why? Because your bloodline ends here. Oh, and by the way, you should know that Daniel isn't even Chester's son."

I squinted at him until he let go and ruffled a hand through his hair, looking lost. “Sorry, I just… fuck, I don’t know what came over me,” he muttered. I smacked his arm, then shoved him toward the couch. “I’m exhausted, Luc. Big game tomorrow, remember? We’ll talk after. And for the record, I didn’t kiss her. Just messing with her to get you to chill the hell out.” He dropped onto the cushions and hurled a pillow at my head but I dodged it easily, smirking even though my chest didn't feel right. Luca’s grin came back, but it didn’t reach his eyes. He knew something was off. He always did.

"Luca, my heart, you are the anchor that grounds me amidst the storms of life. Your unwavering determination, your boundless empathy, your love—it has been the foundation upon which our shared dreams have flourished. I am forever grateful to have you by my side." Their voices blended with the whispers of the night, a symphony of love, trust, and profound connection. With a delicate touch, Luca lifted Isabella's chin, his eyes locking with hers as if searching for the essence of eternity. And in that sacred moment, as the stars shimmered above, their lips met in a tender kiss—a kiss that spoke of a thousand lifetimes and a love that defied the constraints of time.

He was unsure if he had heard her right. “Your mate!” he glared right at the alpha as he spoke. Abigail nodded her head and rushed over to Jacob the second she spotted him. “How is this possible that the moon goddess would bless you, the Alpha, with not only one mate, but two?” Antonio demanded to know. Jacob pushed Abigal off him in disgust. “King Lycan.” Jacob bowed to him.

“Hey, beautiful. I wasn’t expecting you toni—” I didn’t let him finish speaking. I stepped forward, grabbed the back of his neck with both hands, and pulled him into a deep, desperate, hungry kiss. Luca made a small surprised sound against my mouth, but he responded right away, his strong arms wrapping around my waist as he pulled me fully inside the room and kicked the door shut behind us with his foot. I kissed him with raw urgency, pouring all my hidden pain and frustration into every movement of my lips and tongue, using his mouth to drown out every single thought of Felix.

“You’re still you, Elana. Strong. Fierce.” A bitter smile twisted her lips. “I don’t feel strong.” “You are,” he said fiercely. “You’re stronger than anyone I know.” Their eyes locked, and for a moment, the world fell away. No families. No blood oaths. No betrayal. Just two broken people clinging to each other in the dark. Before she could second-guess it, Elana rose on tiptoe and pressed her lips to his. Soft. Tentative. Searching. Luca responded instantly, deepening the kiss, his hands threading through her hair, pulling her closer. His mouth was desperate, hungry, as if he was trying to memorize her.

Kevin pulled her behind him. "I apologize on her behalf. She's drunk and those guys gave her a dare. Sorry again, now if you'll excuse us," Kevin said and began to drag Angela away from there. Luca was still in a trance as he watched the girl staring at him over her shoulder. She grinned, winked at him, and waved. Luca turned around walking away from there as he touched his chest. His heart was on the brink of exploding out of his chest. "F*ck." He cursed lowly. That brat took his first kiss.

After I give Ben his kiss goodbye on the cheek and wave him away down the hall, I take both of Luca’s hands in mine and lean back against the wall of the stone corridor, looking up at him. “So, what was that all about?” I ask, a little smirk on my lips. “What was what all about?” Luca asks, blinking innocently and playing dumb. I just narrow my eyes. “Your secret rendezvous with Jackson. Ben thinks you two were kissing, by the way.” Luca laughs and then strokes my cheek with his thumb. “Look at you, Princess,” he murmurs, “practicing one whole hour of restraint in not asking that question.” He steps close to me and presses a hand to the wall above my head, leaning in and looking down at me,

The kiss was supposed to be fake. But it wasn’t. She felt it. In her magic. In her wolf. It had surged forward in the moment, stretching against her skin, trying to claw its way out and toward him. A full shift hovered dangerously close, barely leashed. She hated how much she liked the way his hands felt on her waist. Hated that she still wanted more. The envoy finally turned away, satisfied for now. But Lyra couldn’t stop shaking. “You didn’t have to kiss me like that,” she snapped once they were alone in the corridor.