Rouge Kissing Tails Novels & Stories

"No, wait, that's not my thing!" "I beg to differ. Don't worry Romeo, I'll be gentle." The tip of her tail gently circled his asshole, nudging itself forward. Mike gasped, realizing that the tail was coated in some sort of cool gel, allowing it to slide effortlessly into his butt, the thick, rounded stinger of her tail pulsating gently against his prostate. Mike gasped, reaching back to feel where he had been penetrated.

Kissing his neck, my hand slips around him and grips his cock. “Rook.” Smirking, I bite his neck. Kade shudders under my touch, his body tensing as my teeth scrape against his skin. His hands press against the tiled wall, his head dipping forward. “Rook,” he mutters again, but this time, it’s different. There’s no warning in his tone, just acceptance. I grin against his neck, my fingers tightening slightly around him. “What? I thought it was my birthday.” He exhales sharply, his muscles flexing beneath my touch. “You’re impossible.”

His rough, calloused hand tightened just enough around my throat to keep me completely pinned. He didn't wait for my answer. Rouge crashed his lips down onto mine. It was a brutal, punishing kiss. There was no slow build-up. There was only raw, primal force. His massive body pressed me flat against the heavy wooden door, trapping me completely.

To see who his brother was kissing? I brushed my lips, the kiss replaying as a scene in my head. He tasted better, but it was all a mistake. “Don't tell me you regret taking a bold step.” Richard walked in, all cocky. “It's just a kiss, you'll be fine. No one cares.” “I care, okay? You just ruined two years of my life's preparation. You just ruined my whole life infact.” “Wait, I did? You kissed me.” He protested.

My breaths came out in shaky pants. A gloved hand suddenly appeared in my line of vision, and I raised my head to see a young man. I couldn’t see his facial features clearly, but he was tall. Embarrassed at the fact that I was found crying, but I tried to get up. “It’s the mating ceremony. Why are you here by yourself?” He asked, and I forced a smile. “I don’t care much for crowds.” I said, lowering my head. Silence passed for a minute. “You don’t also care for a mate?” He asked, and I reacted like I’d been stung.

It wasn't a gentle touch, it was a meeting of desperate need and unspoken desire. Aurora, initially frozen in shock, found herself melting into his touch. Her own fear melted away, replaced by something she hadn't realized lay dormant within her. She responded instinctively, her lips parting in a gasp that morphed into a soft moan. Her arms, which had been frozen in surprise moments before, now instinctively wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer. Arthur deepened the kiss, his hand finding its way to cradle her head, his tongue tracing the seam of her lips, sending shivers down her spine,

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.”