Rouge Kissing Tails の小説・ストーリー

The kind of place where bad things happened and nobody asked questions. The basement entrance was hidden behind a dumpster. I knocked twice, my wolf tense and ready to fight. A slot opened in the door. Eyes stared out at me. "Password," a rough voice demanded. "Nightshade." The door opened. A massive Rogue stood there, easily seven feet tall. Scars covered his face and arms. He looked me up and down like I was an insect. "You're the Tracker," he said. "I'm Aria." "Same thing." He stepped aside. "Boss is waiting. Downstairs. Last door on the left."

I lean up on my tiptoes kissing his soft lips. Reece doesn’t hesitate deepening the kiss, thrusting his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues swirl together in a battle for dominance. Reece sucks my bottom lip into his mouth and I giggle, the sensation sending tingles through me. He breaks away from the kiss, and I turn back to Raikin who kisses me eagerly.

I enveloped my arms around his neck and then kissed him back, returning his kisses with the same intensity he’s giving me. He groaned when I bit his lower lip so that he would know how much I crave this. Fuck. I felt my wolf overtaking me as we kissed each other’s lips. We both felt it. The intense energy flowing through our veins, I know we both felt it. Our wolves also felt it. Rouge held my buttocks and then carried me to the nearest couch in the living room. He put me there as he continued kissing me. He is on top of me; his lips are attacking mine like a hungry wolf.

Rosemary moaned, her body shaking with the force of his orgasm. They collapsed together, panting and sweaty, Tails’ head resting on her chest. Rosemary stroked his hair, a satisfied smile on her face. “That was incredible,” she murmured, pressing a kiss to his forehead. Tails looked up at her, his eyes dark with lust. “You’re incredible, mom. My perfect little slut.” Rosemary laughed, pulling him in for a kiss. “And you’re my perfect little boy. Now, how about we get cleaned up and do it all over again?”

I glared at him and started walking away. " Ah…Wait..." I stopped walking and turned around to stare down at him. He avoided my eyes again, " Fine...I'll talk" he mumbled. Clover got off him and smiled at me, " You're welcome" she said and skipped away. I turned my gaze back to the rogue. He scratched his his head nervously, " This is so awkward and weird" he mumbled and sighed. I took the time to look at him well. He had dark hair that looked so untidy from him running his fingers through. His eyes were a light grey and his lips were pale and thin. His nose was not so pointy and his brows were on point. He should be at least 6'0 feet.

And if there was , then he was quite sure that he wouldn't stop until he destroyed that obstacle . Once again he pulled her to him, ensuring that her body was meshed to his , one of his hands grasped her neck and the other clutched her waist in a very possessive grip. She stiffened and glared at him, but Rogue simply held her tighter and swooped down to lick her lower lip . " Keep your lips to yourself!" she huffed turning a beautiful shade of magenta . " You'd better get used to me kissing you , my lady . After all its gonna happen a lot now that you are with me "

"Show me what a real alpha smells like." He doesn't wait. He captures my mouth with his own, his kiss tasting like hunger, like a challenge, like the end of everything I thought I knew about control. He’s rough, his tongue sweeping against mine as he drags me up, his hands roaming over my body with a possessive, territorial intensity.

If one of the partners is forced off and he or she seeks revenge, a rite of passage known as the kiss of vengeance must be held. The kiss of vengeance acts as a guilt trigger. Every layer of memory that could have been hidden or forgotten comes back to haunt you, and you find yourself regretting ever leaving. These memories haunt him till he kills himself or leaves the throne. But a strong Alpha would need one on the lips or ten on the hand to bring him down. With Jake giving me one, I knew he would be able to remember the days so faintly after I left. The probability of getting ten kisses on my hand was low, but getting him to suffer and wither till I could get the final kiss would make it

He was excited, wanted to taste our mate too. The contact sent a painful jolt to my groin, my bulge tight against my pants. “Mate," Karl purr, not enough to let the word slip out of my lips but enough to deepen the kiss, to make my body hot with desire. The claim caused Karl to want to overreact, ready to go further but I held back the urge to push her on the soft mattress.

Ryan transformed into his huge black wolf and starting trotting away from the clearing. Evelyn stood shocked not from the kiss, but seeing the look of tenderness in his face. His face transformed when he smiled, making him more handsome, her heart felt like it stopped for a minute. Before she came back to her senses, he was already gone. Evelyn cursed and transformed back to her white wolf, chased after him.