Psyche Cupid Kiss Novels & Stories

I can't help but smile as I gaze at her, caught up at the moment. She notices my admiration and playfully asks, “See something you like?” I gently brush a strand of hair away from her face, meeting her gaze with affection. “No, I see someone I love.” In response, I lean in for a slow, sensual kiss, attempting to convey the depth of my emotions through the tender connection of our lips. The world fades away, and it's just Kylie and me, lost in the enchantment of the moonlit garden. The warmth of the kiss reflects the love and longing that have been building between us.

I cock an eyebrow. "I am Chris Pierce l know everything baby girl." He smirks "Douche." I smack his chest but he pulls my hand to place a kiss on my lips. "Just try and forget about everything and try to actually just enjoy the day. I didn't say l love shopping either." He starts the engine.

“I want you, but not like this. If it weren’t for that Cup…” His words swam in her mind, and a sudden clarity cut through the haze: the Unity Cup. They’d said it was an aphrodisiac blend to heighten senses for the ceremony, but for her—the Moon-Kissed daughter of the Alpha—perhaps it was too potent, too intense. She blinked, realizing the pull between them was more than just instinct. “I… I feel dizzy,” she mumbled, slumping against him, her head lolling against his chest. Her heartbeat thundered in her ears, the world spinning in endless circles.

She whispered, “Kiss me. I love the way you kiss me. Like I’m the only thing in the world.” “When I’m kissin’ you, sweetheart, you are the only thing in my world.” Poised at the entrance to her body, he eased in as he took her mouth. He lost his mind in the glove-tight feeling of her pussy closing around his cock from tip to root. He broke the kiss. “Are you okay?” “Yeah.” “That wasn’t very convincin’.” Kade noticed she wore a strange expression. “What? Am I hurtin’ you?” “No.”

His cinnamon and spice scent engulf me as his hands holding my cheeks draws my face closer to his. It’s close enough that our lips are the tiniest itty bitty distance away from touching. I’m sacred to move even a little. Our lips may touch if i did. He was challenging me in his own way to dare move. “Why don’t you answer her, sweet heart?” his hot breath spreads across my lips. I’m turning crimson red. Damn him. It’s like we are kissing but we are not. I slap his hands away from my face. At this stage, it’s cleared showing that I’m shaken.

I want her to want that from me. I held back a smile as I saw her gulp while I brushed my thumb across her lips. They were so soft. A perfect cupid's bow. Has anyone kissed them before? If I kiss her, will it be her first? I should not continue this line of thought. ‘Why the hell not?’ Chest scoffed. ‘Because I’m telling her the bond isn’t just sexual.’ I rolled my eyes, shoving him back.

Lucas replied, his eyes following Melody's gaze to the glass of wine in his hand. Melody nodded. "Yes, please." "Give me a kiss first, and I'll give you a sip of this wine," Lucas joked. To his surprise, Melody took two steps toward him and kissed him. He hesitated for a moment. Seeing her eagerly staring at his glass of red wine without shifting her gaze, he chuckled softly. "I didn't expect you to get drunk from just a glass of champagne," he teased. "I'm not drunk!" Melody protested, her elegant brows furrowing. "I'm not drunk at all. This champagne is really good, and I want more."

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I asked. "No. I'm just wondering if you are still the same girl I know." "Why?" "You seemed like a nerd then but now I feel like I got the wrong impression of you." "Yea you did." He brushed his hands gently up my sides to rest on my shoulders, ignoring my breasts so obviously that I let out a frustrated groan and pounded my fists against his chest in protest. "I’m savored, I promise," I told him tartly, reaching for his zipper. 'Jesus.' He hissed as he felt my little hands through his jeans. 'You’re perfect. Did you know that?' He molded his hands to my breasts, giving them each exactly what they wanted. Nate sucked in a deep, ragged breath. 'Fuck.'

"The first move should come from the guy. The phrase 'ladies first' won't fit in this situation." "What a smart mouth." I brushed my thumb on her lips. "I know." She grinned, showing her playful face. "Let's sleep, Cupcake. It's late." "Good night, boyfriend. Thank you for tonight." "No rewards for me?" She immediately pecked my lips with a quick kiss and muttered, "the way to thank you properly. I almost forget." I can't hide the satisfied smile on my face. "Good night, Cupcake." ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤