Masquerade Kiss Novels & Stories

However, a deal was a deal and part of my deal was to pretend to date Tyler for his mother's sake. Trying my best not to show how nervous I am about the whole thing, I nodded my head. "Okay." He grinned at me. "Good." He suddenly looked over my shoulder and then back towards me. He brought his head close to mine, so that when he spoke his breath brushed lightly against my cheek. "I think we should kiss." He said in a hush tone. I looked at him in horror, not sure if I heard him correctly. "What?" "I said we should kiss." Tyler repeated, as if it was a normal thing.

“If anything, you're too good.” I let out a nervous breath that sounded almost like a giggle. “You're okay with dating a girl with about three hundred dollars in her bank account? It's going to make it a little tough for me to split the bill at the opera.” He grinned. “The guy's supposed to pay anyway on a date.” I wasn't sure if he kissed me, or if I kissed him. Either way, our lips connected just the way they were supposed to. It was the sweetest kiss I had ever had. It was love.

We talked and laughed, sharing stories and getting to know each other better. Just as we were in the middle of our conversation, the door creaked open, and a tall, dark-skinned man walked in. My head instinctively turned to greet him. Just as I raised my face to greet him, I felt a jolt of recognition run through me. It was the same guy from the masked party! I couldn't believe it; I had unmasked him in the washroom while we were kissing. I didn't know I'd remember his face ever again.

“I want to take my time with you tonight. Make you earn it.” The man’s breath hitched. His grip on Aaron’s hip tightened. “Fuck. You know exactly what to say.” He turned his head, their masked faces inches apart. “Kiss me first. I’ve been thinking about that mouth since last time.” Aaron didn’t hesitate. He closed the distance, capturing the man’s lips in a rough, hungry kiss. The mask made it awkward but hotter — the anonymity adding another layer of thrill. Their mouths moved together, tongues sliding, teeth nipping. The older man groaned into the kiss, one hand sliding down to grip Aaron’s ass possessively.

The woman left and smiled to stand up. "Just forget about that damn kiss, that's just part of self-defense. So, practice is done. Congratulations and you've won. Let's go back to the hideout and wait for an order from Jasmine first if you're allowed to go home." Dindo still can't believe what Astra did earlier. Why she kissed him? "I like her kiss. Oh, no! No! Stop! It's just a part of our practice so it doesn't make sense," he whispered then followed Astra out of the gym.

Elias, next to me, stood up straight and proud, like he was claiming his place. Noelle was shaking with anger as she looked at me. "Darcy, are you crazy! Do you know what you're doing?" Andrew rushed over too, whispering to me: "Darcy, don't be silly! Stop the wedding now!" I did not listen to them and passed the microphone to the person next to me. "Elias, tell everyone why you're here." Elias and I exchanged smiles, his voice calm and clear. "Today, I'm standing here because Howard gave me fifteen thousand dollars to pretend to be him at this wedding. "

He confirmed as he stood back up, towering over Kiara. “Oh my God, I can’t believe this,” she said, waving the mask in her hand, “I can’t believe I kissed you! You!” She threw it onto the bed, running her hand through her hair. So, he was the cause of her sleepless nights and wet dreams? She groaned, wanting to smash her head into the wall. She didn’t want it to be true, but there was no turning back the wheel of time, it was. “But, your eyes were green, they matched your mask.” She stated, remembering how brightly those eyes shone the other night. “Yes Kiara, they were contacts. Besides, a masquerade party is just a tushed-up way of disguising yourself.”

he confessed, biting my skin softly and nibbling it. "Wasn’t so obvious," I sardonically replied. "Let’s make a deal, Lady Masquerade. Stay here with me now, and I will show you how pleasurable and wonderful my world is. Every fucking day, every fucking night," he whispered right in my ear and kissed it. "And how is that? By fucking me all day long?"

The blue-masked woman moved behind, her hands sliding up my back, unfastening my gown to let it fall, exposing my breasts to the cool air, her mouth descending to suck a nipple hard, teeth grazing the sensitive peak. “Oh god,” I whimpered, the combined assault overwhelming, and the gold-masked leader chuckled, stepping closer, her hands cupping my face, kissing me deeply, her tongue dominating mine. The silver-masked woman increased the vibrator’s speed, the hum intensifying, while the purple-masked woman added a third finger, thrusting deep into my wet cunt, stretching me further. The red-masked woman’s tongue delved deeper, her hands spreading my thighs wider, and I rocked against her face

His lips moved, repeating vows I couldn’t hear, vows that sliced through me like knives. The masked man leaned close to my ear. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” he whispered. “The future sealed before your very eyes.” “You’re a monster.”I shook my head, tears spilling down my cheeks. “I hate you.” “No, little one. I’m a teacher. And this…” He chuckled softly. He gestured toward the stage. “...is your lesson.” Then the elder spoke the final words. “…seal this union with a kiss.” I bit my lip until I tasted blood. Darius hesitated, I saw it, the flicker of hesitation in his jaw, the way his hand stiffened at his side, but Tamia tilted her chin up expectantly.