Spider-man And Silk Kiss Novels & Stories

Cupping his burning hot face in my hands, I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. "I do," I whispered. That kiss tore through his short-circuiting system like a massive electrical current. The last remnants of his shame and logic completely disintegrated, replaced by nothing but pure ecstasy. Silas violently tossed the empty velvet box aside and scooped me entirely off the ground. Reversing our positions, he claimed my lips in a possessive and breathless kiss. [Jade kissed me! She put the ring on! She knows every single one of my secrets and she still chose to kiss me!]

The kiss was not an invitation; it was a detonation. It was the collision of two apex predators locked inside a silver tomb while the world above them burned with paranoia and slaughter. Silas Vane didn't just kiss me; he consumed me. The civilized King vanished instantly, replaced by a hundred year old Lycan fighting for the possession of his fated mate. His lips were harsh, demanding, and tasted heavily of whiskey and impending violence. His massive, steel-braced hands cupped my face with a desperate, crushing intensity, his thumbs tracing the line of my jaw as if he were trying to memorize the architecture of my skin.

"The money is safe. Marcus is... somewhere. Adrian is outside." "And the baby?" Silas asked, his eyes darkening. "The Ghost is working on it," Leo said. "We’ll find him." Silas stared at him for a long moment. Then he lifted his hand, extending his index finger. He curled it, beckoning Leo closer. Leo leaned in. "Kiss me," Silas commanded. Leo pressed his lips to Silas’s. It was a chaste kiss, careful of his split lip. But Silas deepened it immediately, his tongue darting out to taste Leo. He tasted of copper and medicine.

Fwoosh! Soft silk threads shot out from Lilian's sleeves. Silk threads? Really? Who did she think she was, Spider-Woman? What damage could they possibly do? Unfazed, he reached out and grasped the silk threads to break them. However, he failed, for they were surprisingly tough. Twang! Suddenly, the silk threads produced a dull twang. It was the sound of The Joyful Odyssey being played on a harp. Kiran was stunned. The silk threads seemed to be functioning as the strings of a harp. Was Lilian able to control her vital energy to pluck them?

Teeth marks, hand prints on my neck, ass, and breast. “You belong to us, Louisa Andramos. Say it.” and there was that authoritative tone again from Silas that had me nodding to his words. “I belong to you.” I rasped through the kiss. Their heavy breathing mixed with mine filled my ears as their hard bodies sandwiched me in the middle. "You taste so sweet, baby," Kyler spoke between the kisses. I could feel myself burn up. Silas still had his pants hanging loose around his waist; he didn’t need much help freeing his dick, which was still pressing against me.

The closeness and sensuality of their dance was for all intents and purposes discernible, her bad habit like hold on his chicken as they kissed, fell to pieces, mounted the post, then, at that point, rejoined. With easy beauty, she transformed herself, spiderman-kissing her accomplice from a higher place.

The silk cuts deeper into my skin. He picks up speed. His cock hammers my pussy. The wet slap of skin on skin echoes off the walls. I feel every inch. Every pulse. The friction is raw and overwhelming. He adds a second finger to my ass. The stretch is intense. Pressure builds inside me like a storm. He fists my hair and tilts my head back. He crushes his mouth to mine. His tongue plunges deep. He tastes my spit, my desperation. The kiss is messy and perfect.

SERENA’S POV He was leaning halfway over me as he brought his hand up to my face, running his fingertips over my cheek to cup my jaw, bringing his face down to mine. He brushed his lips over mine, once, twice, then diving into a kiss that sent the world spinning. Then he grabbed my neck and kissed me senseless and there I was melting into his arms. His lips. Christ, his lips! They were so soft and it felt like kissing silk . Then he pulled away just as quickly as he had leaned in for the kiss and just watched me before getting on to his feet.

Ivanna Pov's . I was startled by his one kiss on my cheek. It was like his one kiss ignited the spark all over my body and my heart was beating at high speed, giving me proof that it was alive. I looked at him dumb-headed while he was smiling like an idiot. "Thank you, Spiderman, for handling me," he chuckled. I wanted to snap at him for calling me Spiderman but his smile is so beautiful... It didn't let me scold him for kissing me without my permission. I turned my head in another direction.

“Kiss me, please?” “I can’t resist you.” Lifting his hands from the window seal, he thrusts his fingers into my hair and plunges his lips to mine. The effects were stronger than I experienced with Zane. Heightened ten fold. Static fireworks ringing in the ears. You name it and I’ve got it with Xillon, more so than with Zane.