Rouge Kissing Tails Novels & Stories

The tingling sensation I felt in me at that moment , it was the first time I had ever been closed to a man all my life and this man here wasn’t just any man he was my predator but somehow when I got closer to him his presence gives me so much comfort than I had ever felt in my entire life. ****************** Standing right in front of the edge of the mountain , I felt the grin on his cheeks as I saw the mighty kingdom in front of us. “Welcome to the rogue lands princess and be ready and brace yourself up because the worst is yet to come” he tells me as I drive towards the huge city gate.

The stench of blood and terror clung to the air. I went to the first man, the weaker one, the one whose whimpers had filled the room for the past two days. He did not glance at me. Coward! With dramatic caution, I leaned forward, my lips grazing his cheek as I kissed him. Then another on the other cheek. And then one on his forehead. A blessing. A farewell. I inhaled and took a step back, cocking my head to look at what I'd created. Red lipstick stained his sweaty, pale face.

“I ran out here to get away from you and your awful lies. Now you’re just making up more things about me.” Violet scoffed. “I didn’t exactly lie earlier. We all know you want to call off the wedding. You just don’t have the guts to do it. I’m helping you. “I’m not lying now though. I saw you with the rouge. You were going to kiss him.” She made a fake gagging sound. “You would too.” I want to stand up for him. I hate how she treats it like kissing him would be beneath me. And I want to lie and tell her I would never kiss him; tell her it would be repulsive. But I can’t say that about him. I can’t bring myself to.

“A kiss.” I could hear my heart that was thumping so fast. The raise in my body temperature was evident to say my cheeks had turned red, even though I couldn’t see it. “W-what…” I stuttered. “One kiss, one piece of information.” He winked in a flirty way. I pushed him by his chest as he raised his hand to stroke my cheeks. He started to laugh as I shouted “You pervert!” He wouldn’t stop laughing while I threw daggers with my eyes. “Stop playing with me. I’m going to kill you.”

The air around us seems charged with electricity and I begin to think, will he kiss me here, in front of everyone? “What is going on here?” I hear Ms. Azizen thunder as she marches into the room in a very un-ballerina-like manner. Our adoring audience scuffles into position but Adam holds my hand and raises it to his lips. Before I can let out a yelp of protest, he presses his lips to the back of my hand and staring deep into my eyes, he says, “You humble me, Gigi.” I open my mouth and close it again. I am giddy with euphoria and dizzy with love for this endearing boy standing in front of me. I wonder what he sees when he looks at me.

He had missed the taste of her so much, he wanted more. Lowering his tall body, lest his short wife broke her neck, Royalty finally obliged her. Swooning his big body In, he thumbed her rosy cheeks, and took charge of the kiss, making It wilder. He ate her raw. The night became colder, and the rain became heavier. It rained cats and dogs on the husband kissing his little wife In the rain. Royalty was a pro in kissing. He hungrily fed on his woman's lips, sucking It open and close. At first, the kiss was particularly soft. He held her waist close, merging her Into him and refusing to let go.

he whispered into my ear. I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck, then jumped up and swung my legs around his waist. I kissed him passionately while he placed his hands on my ass like he always did. He let out a moan, then deepened the kiss. His tongue traced its way around my lips begging to be let in. I invited it in, and it slipped into my mouth to join my own. Our tongues danced around together in perfect rhythm, just like the northern lights did with the twinkling stars.

I rolled my eyes before running straight towards my mate who was straddling the b*tch of b*tches while keeping a steady pressure on the knife in her shoulder. Even in the face of death, the Rogue Queen cheekily said, "You gonna kiss me goodbye ?" "Sure. Why not ?” Joy replied, much to everyone’s surprise, before drinking something from a tiny vial and leaning down to give a c*ck hardening kiss to the dying wolf. Every wolf around them gaped in shock, especially at how filthy and perfectly slotted the kiss turned out to be, as Joy's plump pink lips worked on the rogue's as if softly massaging them and coaxing them to take whatever she had to offer.

He pushed me against the closed door and lifted my skirt. “Oh!” I screamed erotically when he kissed me down there after pulling my panties down. He just rolled it down until my knees and my skirt were lifted up to my stomach. I chewed my bottom lip hard when he kissed me harder. His tongue is constantly licking me as I pull his hair desperately. “Ohh! Rogue!” I cried in pleasure. I tried to push him away to stop him because I couldn’t take it anymore but he didn’t budge. He kept on kissing me, licking me down there until I lost it all and exploded in his mouth.

Every touch felt familiar, like a half-forgotten dream. Killian moved lower. Kissing her stomach, her navel, then stopping at the edge of her curls. He looked up at Roxanne from below, those red eyes blazing. "Let me help you remember this part." He lowered his head. And Roxanne felt Killian's tongue touch her first soft, like licking melting ice cream. Then deeper, rougher, hungrier. Roxanne cried out. Her hands grabbed Killian's hair, pulling, but he didn't stop. His tongue kept working—licking, sucking, nibbling gently and Roxanne felt herself climbing toward the peak faster than she expected.