Novel & Cerita Soma And Erina Kiss

His breath was warmly fanning my face, and then his lips slowly came down to capture mine. “Have you ever told me what I should call you?” I whispered in the middle of our small kisses. He chuckled for a moment as he looked into my eyes. “You can call me whatever you want, Xerra,” he answered. His kiss went deeper and hungrier this time that it seemed to blow my mind, making my knees weak. It made me want more and more of him.

"I want you even more, Sam." "Not possible," I countered. Our eyes met again, and he bent to kiss me. Our kisses were fast and furious, full of lust and passion. The tension in my muscles seemed to melt away as Robbie's body massaged mine. I spread my legs, inviting him to enter me. He fumbled in the nightstand, quickly slipping on a condom.

I am too young that time. I closed my eyes tightly when I suddenly step forward towards Mr. Woods and kiss him. It was just a fast and a swift kiss. I immediately step back and stared at him. He is looking at me eyes widened. His lips parted while staring at me. "Goodnight, I will get inside already. Bye." I uttered nervously and left him there. What the hell did you do, Kellah Fazandra?????

In that quiet room, with the sound of the gala fading into the background, the tension between them snapped like a taut wire. She reached up, grabbing the lapels of his tuxedo, and pulled him down to her. His lips crashed against hers, hard and desperate, and she kissed him back with equal fervor. It wasn’t a soft, tender kiss of love—it was a kiss of possession, of all the anger, frustration, longing, and fear that had built up between them for months. It was a way to claim each other, to say you’re mine even when they were fighting, to hold onto something real in a world that felt chaotic and unsteady. Liam’s arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, his body pressing against hers.

I’d expected it to be the maid with my lunch, but when I opened the door, I was met with an unfamiliar face. “Hi there.” The girl in front of me wore a long floral dress that trailed behind her. Her hair hung down her shoulders in curls and her eyes were a kaleidoscope of colors. From one angle, it looked green, from another, it was brown. “I’m Erina, Elias’ cousin,” she smiled softly as she walked into the room. “What’s your name?” I hesitated for a moment. “Isadora.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you. You’re very beautiful. It’s no wonder he’s kept you hidden. I’ve been asking to see you since the moment he said he found his mate.”

Phoebe would get help and get me out of here. Fuck you brain for this thought. “You’re hesitating. You’re lying. aren’t you?” Nella sneers. “I am not. You’re far away from me and I was waiting for you to come closer. I’ll love to kiss you Nella. If it’s okay with you.” Don’t gag Kayla. Keep it down. She comes closer to me and I hear Phoebe retch. Nella’s eyes turn dark and She’s about to turn towards Phoebe but I kiss her lips.

Lalisa tried to say something, but her words were swallowed when Seren quickened the pace of her fingers, while Kline switched from using her mouth to lightly nipping at her nipple, stimulating her senses to an even higher level. Kieran slowly pulled back from the kiss to give Lalisa a chance to breathe. She looked at the work of her younger ones with satisfaction before leaning down to whisper in the ear of the Omega who was writhing beneath her, her voice hoarse. “Take us in, Liz… take all of us into your body and heart.” Then Kieran moved away from Lalisa’s upper body, giving Kline the chance to take over. Kline’s lips moved up to meet Lalisa’s, a sweet and deep kiss as if to give all the

Good. “Names,” Viktor ordered. The first to step forward was a tall brunette with a scar across her cheek like she’d survived a bomb. She wore black cargo pants and combat boots like she meant business. “Kira,” she said in a flat voice. “Explosives. Don’t get in my fucking way.” I raised an eyebrow. “Try not to blow yourself up, and we’ll get along just fine.” She didn’t react. Ice cold. Next was a blonde with ceand ekbones sharp enough to cut glass and dark lipstick that screamed trouble. She looked like she enjoyed pain, mostly giving it.

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

“uhhhhhh. Uhm” Cercei stands there frozen, her mind scrambled as she stares up at the guy that just kissed her. She’s kissed a guy twice and she doesn’t even know his name or who he is. He just looks at her briefly and his attention goes back to whatever caught his attention behind her before the kiss.