Spider-man And Silk Kiss Novels & Stories

Silas approached and ruffled my hair, and I stared blankly at the blood-stained floor. "Say you love me, and I won't touch the other one," he demanded, his voice a haunting melody in the aftermath. Exhausted and unable to find words, I simply nodded, eliciting a sigh of relief from him. He wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, drawing me into a possessive kiss. The surreal nature of my reality struck me; I was overwhelmed with distress. Wrenching sobs clawed at my chest as Silas embraced me, intensifying the kiss. He nudged my head upward, burying his face in the crook of my neck.

But the silk clung to her, his hand burned on her skin, and the memory of his kiss at dinner still lingered, sweet and cruel. Silence. His smile deepened. “Lesson three,” he whispered against her lips. “Your silence is consent.” Then his mouth claimed hers. The kiss was searing, bruising, devouring. She tried to resist, tried to push away, but the silk slid against her skin, her body betraying her as it pressed into his. His tongue parted her lips, demanding, conquering. A moan slipped out—raw, helpless, humiliating. He swallowed it whole. By the time he pulled back, she was shaking, chest heaving, lips swollen. His thumb brushed her lower lip, wet from his kiss.

His anger flaring. "I thought you said you are not interested in men," he asked Marcus. "I am not. I am interested in you," Marcus said and immediately took Jason's lips in his. Jason resisted and tried to push him off, but Marcus was too heavy. The kiss only lasted a few seconds. Marcus looked at the angry man under him. "I have you a chance to pin me, you wasted it. How can I waste mine? If you are so unsatisfied, you can try pinning me again. But I sought you are strong enough for that," Marcus said, his voice full of provocation.

I leaned down and closed the gap between our lips. His body jolted, but I held him firm, wrapping my arms around his slim waist. The entire car was silent, and I let my tongue slip through his parted lips as he grunted. I released him, only to hear a curse from his lips. “Fuck you,” he hissed. “Gladly.” My tone was suggestive and he blinked a few times before his lovely lips curled down into an intense scowl. Dante looked torn between punching me and strangling me, and I squeezed his thigh firmly before letting go.

he said after sharing an intense kiss. “I love you too, Silas," she replied. The two stood in a quiet corner of the Silver Moon Pack’s alpha’s office, their lips still lingering after another long and deep kiss. For that brief moment, the weight of their responsibilities seemed to fade away, and they found solace in each other's embrace. The intensity of their connection momentarily eclipsed the worries that had been plaguing them.

His length pressed against the thin cotton, creating friction against her. Sabrina drew in a breath through her teeth. Marco slowly pulled his mouth away from her breast, creating a wet kissing noise as he withdrew. He licked his lips again and then brought his face over her other nipple, giving it the same attention. Meanwhile, Sabrina continued to buck her hips upward, grinding against his cock. The double pleasure had her squirming beneath him.

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 man's tears increased which calmed the woman. "Chaos. I-I don't mean I'm going away, I-we can't talk anymore. We can still be friends--" "Friend?" The man laughed simply "So you treat me as a friend? Just a friend?" His gaze deepened on the woman. "Chaos, listen--" The woman's eyes widened when the man suddenly kissed her. It touched both of her cheeks and even more covered her entire lip. Khione had her eyes open, while Hades continue to savor the moment. He can taste the sweetness of her lips, the softness of it.

Silas let out a low, rough growl deep in his throat, his control snapping entirely as his mouth slammed down onto mine. The kiss was wild, desperate, and laced with the metallic taste of the winter wind. His hands slid up to grip my shoulders, his massive body pinning me firmly against the stone mantle as if he were trying to physically bind my soul to his own. The golden tether between us flared white-hot, filling my senses with his fierce, unyielding devotion and the primal terror of losing me to the power consuming my blood. For a brief, intoxicating moment, the impending war faded into nothingness. We weren't a King and a Queen under siege; we were just two predators clinging to each oth

He gripped her hands firmly and shoved it away. She stopped for a moment and pushed him against the wall. Before he could realize, she was already close with her body against his and his lips locked in hers. They both kissed fiercely and Eden couldn't control the burning desire inside of him. She reached out for the towel again and just then a knock came on the door. He broke free from the kiss immediately and pushed her off him. "Who's there?!!" Sara yelled angrily. "It's Spider" a voice came. Sara hissed as she adjusted her dress and walked to open the door.