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“Just confused about the weather is all.” I kiss him again and this time, Ezra’s touch becomes bolder, hungrier. He starts parting my lips with his tongue and I welcome him with my own. Hmm…it feels good to kiss like this. There is a sudden creak and the door swings open. Carrot bounds in, all legs and tangled hair. “Ewwww!” she squeals the moment she sees us and quickly throws her hands over her eyes. “Are you guys kissing?” Ezra pulls back with a low laugh and I press my face into his shoulder, laughing weakly but genuinely for the first time in what feels like ages.

He looks down at her with a satisfied smirk on his face. “Let’s go to a room, shall we?” he asks, his hand caressing her waist before sliding down to cup her bottom. “Ohhhh!” She gasps at the sudden contact, but before she can say anything, Carter’s lips are on hers again. His tongue delves into her mouth, exploring every inch as if he wants to memorize every cavern of her mouth. Izzy responds eagerly, unable to control the sparks igniting inside of her. No longer caring about the people around them, their breaths mingle and their bodies press closer together and they continue to kiss passionately. And when Carter’s hand slides up from her bottom to grab her breast through the thin fabric of

yeah, moaned in protest. My God, I can’t believe that he is kissing me! Erik Romano Fancii, the President of the Fancy Pants Club, a man whose heart is made of stone, is kissing me. Kissing me like he was branding every fiber of my being! But punishing, bruising, forceful or any other synonyms you could find in a dictionary, that’s what his kiss was. That’s what his initial kiss felt like until he slowed and moved like he was kneading a special bread or making a fragile vase. His hold on my face loosened a bit; fingers turn relaxed.

gesturing to me for Damon. Damon didn't hesitate either, taking my face in his hands and pressing his lips to mine. My fingers wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. His hands slowly traveled down my body, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake and stopping just on my waist, gripping them tightly. I heard cheering and claps and some wolf whistles in the background but didn't pay much attention as I was too engulfed in this mind-blowing kiss to react.

Anton murmured, his lips curving into a lazy, satisfied grin as he leaned in to kiss her. His lips found hers, soft at first, testing, teasing. But the kiss quickly deepened, turning into something more as their bodies responded to each other. Alina felt the heat pool between her thighs, the familiar warmth of desire spreading through her limbs as Anton’s kiss grew more demanding. She parted her lips, allowing him in, and their tongues met in a slow, sensual dance.

"You still want to help me to bed? I know you have ulterior motives towards me!" Carsen was pulled down, and he denied, "I didn't do it, you misunderstood." "There it is! It's okay, even if you don't have it, I do! Hehehe!" Carolyn tiptoed and kissed him. Carsen suddenly opened his eyes wide, the soft touch stimulating his nerves, the girl's delicate tongue tracing his lips. Carsen's breathing quickened as he began to speak, "Carolyn..." The tip of the tongue then slipped in smoothly. Carolyn didn't know how to kiss, but with the previous experience, she seemed to have found a trick.

His defined chest was glaringly obvious as the shirt pulled tight against it, showcasing the ungodly look of a wolf in peak condition. “Why’d you stop?” He teased, leaning forward till his lips were a breath away from mine. My mouth wouldn’t work, all I could do was stare at his lips. His pink, beautifully plump lips. “Does that mean it’s my turn?” Carter’s eyes flashed completely gold and his canines descended. With the speed of a pure canine, his lips descended on my neck, planting open mouthed kisses all along my desperate flesh. His enlarged canines teasingly scraped along the most aching part of me, sending me into a convulsion of pleasure.

But now, the table had turned, and she was totally unprepared for this. Nevertheless, she couldn't deny the fact that she really liked this change of event. The kiss ended with a soft sound as Garry sucked and pulled the princess's lower lips gently before releasing it back to join its upper lip. He took a deep breath before he opened his eyes and placed his forehead against Rosalina, brushing their noses' tips together while both of his hands moved to cup the two smooth-skinned cheeks firmly yet gently. "Wow. My student learns fast," teased Rosalina despite her incarnadine cheeks.

“Hmmmm. I can think of a way to help.” “How?” I check over my shoulder to make sure that Mom and Dad aren’t looking. Then I lean into Carter and kiss him. It is nowhere as intense as the kiss in his kitchen, but it is still a great kiss. Slowly, I wrap my tongue around his, my hands gripping his arms. He gives an approving hum and pulls me closer. The kiss can’t last long because my parents are right there, but I am still breathless at the end.

“Do werewolves really end the Bonding Ceremony with a kiss?” “Yes? …” Before she could say anything else, Callisto's lips are brushing against hers, opening passage for his tongue to explore her mouth. The pace is slow, yet intense … and the more the tongues enlace, the more the kiss deepens. Callisto's touch gets a little stronger; his fingers are curling in her hair, but Rhea isn't bothered by it… the kiss, the smell of his pheromones… everything is intoxicating her. And when he separates their lips for a moment, she finally remembers to breathe.