Rouge Kissing Tails Novels & Stories

" Rage's eyes locked onto mine, and he saw the desire burning within me. He turned to Niklaus, his voice husky with anticipation, "May I?" he asked, still kneeling on one knee, awaiting permission. Niklaus nodded his consent, a small smile playing on his lips. Rage's hands moved with deliberate slowness, untieing the wrap-around skirt that encircled my waist. The fabric fell away, revealing my nakedness beneath. I stood before him, exposed he started licking me, long, slow, and hard. I softly moaned, spreading my legs more for him. His tongue was long like Niklaus's and it felt so good.

He thrusted his tongue inside and explored the sweet and savoury taste of her mouth . His kiss was dominated , possessive and a bit punishing but Rosalie who was terribly still upset wasn't willing to submit upon his will , she furiously bit on her tongue and taking advantages of his shock , she pulled away . " Is this your idea about apologising ? Well , bugger off ! I'm not a freaking submissive whose job is to please you ! Go and force someone who like playing your submissive whore !"

Theirs was a unique dynamic, a delicate dance of affection and tension that defied conventional labels. As we approached, Katrina excused herself from the group and sauntered over to us, her confident stride eating up the distance. Ramses welcomed her with open arms, enveloping her in a gentle, tender embrace. Their lips met in a soft, sweet kiss, the ruby red of Katrina's lips a vibrant contrast to Ramses' pale skin.

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.

As we kissed, his tail bent its way upward from my legs, all the way up to my butt. I felt like I was going crazy from all his teasing. Dicken seemed like a naturally lewd creature and a natural sex guru. I couldn’t help but become physically aroused. His kissing took my breath away as my body sank into him as though I lacked a spine. Finally, I could only let him slide his tongue out of my mouth and give him free rein to lick my neck before proceeding down to my breasts.

It was just the kind of hair that was meant for tangling fingers in and my stomach clenched with want just thinking about what we would be doing to get there. I pushed my body from the wall and directly into his arms. His mouth was a magnet for mine. I could taste the rain on his lips as I pressed my wet body against his. Even though the rain was warm, his body heat felt amazing next to mine. I ran my fingers through the damp curls on the back of his neck, loving the way it made him kiss me even harder. “Wow,” he whispered. My fingers were still playing with his hair. “I think I'll be having dessert first.”

He acted without thinking, her plump pink lips were just too irresistible, and when she ran her tongue over them he lost control and kissed her. Rouge was shocked when the tall handsome man appeared from out of the trees, no one ever came to this part of the woods it was why her Grandmother had chosen the cottage. When his beautiful voice had matched hers it had sent a tingle down her spine and it seemed the most natural thing in the world to take his hand and dance with him. He was so handsome, his blue eyes held her spellbound as he bent his head to kiss her setting her whole body on fire. His kiss was demanding and dominating, parting her lips easily he took control of her pressing her ag

I murmured, voice like silk over steel. Viktor turned, stepping aside without a word, his jaw clenched tight. I stepped past him, deliberately close, brushing the edge of his coat. His cologne hit me like smoke and ash—dangerous, addictive. “Nice outfit, Revenant,” Aleksander said with a low whistle as I passed. “You planning to seduce the enemy or kill them?” “Both,” I said over my shoulder, not breaking stride. Viktor’s voice came behind me, cool and sharp. “Next time, wear something more appropriate for a war room.”

She wagged her tail happily, approaching him in jolly movement. We got to him, the smell of his amazing scent becoming heavy as it waft through our noses. Darah sniffed all over him. Unable to get enough of his scent, this nestling herself into his body, ruffling our furs with each other. He was so big we appeared like a matured pup compared to his size, our furs rubbed perfectly against his sending unwanted sparks through our body. The jolts reminding me that this wasn’t a dream, and rather a binging reality.

The kiss went deep fast, without warning and I trembled from the sensation. Memories, bad memories rushed to my head. In turn I held harder to him and eliminated any space between us if any. His hands pushed up the t-shirt until we both pulled back. The t-shirt was pushed past my head and thrown away, leaving me bare. Cool air kissed my skin and I nearly cried as Logan’s arms spread over my back, hugging me to him. My hooded eyes peered onto him and he was staring dead at me in such a way no one had ever done.