Novel & Cerita Nico And Will Kiss

When I left the room, it finally hit me that a three-year relationship was over. "Wow, you've got a pretty firm grip," the young guy said, his soft voice snapping me back to reality. I realized I had dragged him halfway down the hallway. I quickly let go and apologized, preparing to leave, but he grabbed my arm. However, he held onto me. "You can't just kiss a guy like that and leave. You owe me now." Suddenly, the autumn air felt much hotter than it should have. His stare was so intense, it felt like he was undressing me with his eyes. I could not help but wonder if he was planning to use this incident to leech off me.

I rose onto my toes and pressed my lips to his. Nico froze, the shock of it burning between us. My fingers curled into his shirt, my heart hammering as I kissed him like I could stitch the fracture closed with my mouth. He didn’t move at first—then he did. Rough, needy, like he hated himself for it but couldn’t stop. I broke away with a gasp, chest heaving. My hand was still tangled with Luca’s. He had gone still, his gaze fixed on me, on Nico, on everything in between.

Nick pulled away as I felt Will fall on top of me and kiss me hard, starting to move his waist a little faster now. The pain began to mix with pleasure again as I wrapped my legs around Will's waist, making my own body move with him. Our tongues intertwined at the same time as our bodies began that dance, where he thrust in and out of me, pushing all the way in, making the pain completely forgotten and only the pleasure continued. I tried to bring my hands up to Will's shoulders, but when I tried to pull them away, I felt that they were stuck upwards. I pulled my lips away from Will's and looked up to see Nick kneeling on the bed, holding my arms up.

Rose exclaimed and she rode him, leaning back and sitting right over his big member. “Then let’s do it together” Nico said and pulled her back. “Together?” and Rose was blinking as her heart was filled with joy. “Together. But let me tell you, Rose Mayer, from today you are mine forever.” And Nico placed his fangs and scratched Rosie’s skin, making her moan in pleasure. She kisses his neck and searches for that perfect spot until she finds it. Nico’s head leans back, without detaching his lips from her neck and when they were both at their limit, their fangs bite deep, marking each other exactly as they planned it.

Nico said as he laughed, complaining slightly even though he knew Celine was only joking. Celine continued to smile, although her eyes began to dim the light that had been reflected on her face. "Wake up first, then we can kiss. If you don't wake up now, I'll go first," she said as she stood up and turned around, as if to leave the room. "Ouch, wait!" Nico immediately pulled his hand towards Celine. "How can I let you leave before the morning kiss? If so, you have to come and kiss me first, then you can leave," Nico pleaded with a serious face, although a smile still graced his lips.

His hand loosened on my waist, making my insides squeeze in disappointment. I shook my head no then my hands reached up to his shoulders. "Kiss me goodbye or I will be upset." Niko's small lips curved upward as he leaned down to my height. "I wouldn't want to upset you." He whispered then his lips were on mine. I melted instantly to him, letting his mouth guide mine. At first it was sweet, just a silent slow dance between our lips. Then I felt his hand squeeze my waist as he crushed me against his body.

“I…don’t understand…what happened? Has the event happened already?” “No, it hasn’t....and it doesn’t even have to anymore.” Maria giggles beside me. “I….dont…” “I understand, child.” She turns to Maria. “Please, show her.” Maria pulls me to a television, and I nearly fall in my steps. My face, along with Adonis’s, is plastered all over it on the news, but that isn’t what makes me stop; it’s the headlines and the playing video… On the screen is the video of Adonis and me from earlier; our kiss is all over the news, the way it happened, the way he held onto me, the angry clash of our lips, and the words.

Nico raised an eyebrow, curiosity sparking in his eyes. Lena set the timer and jumped into his lap again, the camera clicking just as they kissed—lips locking, tongues tangling, bodies pressed tight. The flash froze the moment forever—a perfect, raw snapshot of passion, power, and the beginning of something neither of them could have predicted. As the light faded, Nico pulled back, fingers threading through her hair. “You’re mine,” Lena whispered, fierce and sure. He smiled, his breath warm against her skin. “No,” he corrected, voice deep. “We’re ours.”

The hallway around them had gone deathly quiet. Students froze mid-step. Phones lifted—slow, stunned, recording. Whispers erupted in waves. *Did he just…?* *He kissed her like that?* *She didn’t even move—he did.* *Look at her face—she’s gone.* Nico finally pulled back—slow, deliberate. His lips were flushed, a faint smear of his own blood on the corner of his mouth. He didn’t wipe it away. He looked at her. Eyes dark. Steady. No flinch. No apology.

Nico whispered, "every man in the room will want you and every woman will hate you." "And what will you do?" Nico’s eyes met mine in the mirror. They were dark and possessive. "I will stand next to you," he said. "And I will dare anyone to touch what is mine." He spun me around and kissed me hard, messing up my lipstick. "We take the dress," Nico said. "And the earrings and the shoes." "And then?" I asked, breathless. "And then," Nico grinned, "we go get lunch. I promised you burgers."