Spider's Kiss Novels & Stories

His thumb trembled against her cheek. Then his mouth crashed against hers. The kiss was not tender. It was fierce, consuming, desperate. His hands pulled her close, as if holding her body tighter could bind her loyalty, as if her breath could drown out the doubt burning through his veins. For a moment, she let herself feel it — the fire, the ache, the longing that had always existed between them. But the more he clung, the more she realized what it was: not love, not trust. Chains.

"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.

The chauffeur turned on the car and the stereo, and then came Nikky Minaj, while he glided into the long road. “You know one good thing about black guys in Guts Island?”. Laura spoke into my ear. “They don’t suck pussies, but they are long between their thighs, and they can get you crazy with just a thrust”. I smiled at how silly and bitchy her words sound in my ear, but those words brought a flash of my ex-husband; he literally doesn’t suck to get me to my climax, he tortures me into it. “Maybe you should try one tonight”. I said in response.

Everything felt wrong but I could not stop wanting to feel his lips on mine. Without leaving my cheek, he brought his lips toward me but stopped at a distance as if he was asking me for permission. Instead of pulling myself away, I shut my eyes, and then it happened. My heart skipped a beat when his lips touched mine. It was so good that it felt unreal. I kissed him back with the same passion and he deepened his kiss in which I lost myself. It happened. I got my first kiss from a mafia heir.

His hand went to the nape of my neck and held my head securely as his other hand snaked around my waist, enveloping me in his strong, comforting scent. My hands went from his chest to around his neck. The kiss started out slow and sensual. It was like we were rediscovering each other. Xavier kissed me like he wanted to savor the kiss and memorize every curve of my lips. He licked and sucked my mouth until I was breathless. That is when I felt his tongue asking for permission and I opened my mouth and mind link at the same time. 'Thank you,' Dahlia and Spike spoke in unison. I could hear the ecstasy in their voices before I effortlessly managed to put up a barrier between my mind space and he

She could smell Harry's fragrant breath and felt its delicate lips all the rage. She was unable to move as though she was iced with anxiety and she recently felt that Harry had quit kissing her, and Harry gave her a red rose and grinned at her. He then got back to the stage and sang. While Arosh stayed shocked and couldn't completely accept that what had occurred? Watchers were stunned to observe Harry kiss Arosh. They were completely stunned and amazed at what Harry had done. Then they were excited when Harry gave a bloom to Arosh and even Fanky was really excited it was for Arosh.

They panicked. " Please don't kill us. We are innocent. " Fear. Zeus sniffed it, and smirked hungrily. It was just as he liked his prey. Nevertheless he remained still, not until he heard his name again. " Zeus? Is it you? " It came from Spider. As if mesmerized, he looked up Interestingly, eyes glistening with excitement. It was Zeus! It had to be Zeus. It had been eight long years since he had last seen him. Spider grinned, inching closer to the big devil. He even touched him.

Even through the blurring tears and the shifting lights, I could discern the chiseled perfection of his jawline, the predatory gleam in his dark, evil eyes. Then, he pulled me into a deep, consuming kiss. He suckled my lower lip, a possessive tug, then bit down lightly, a sharp sting that made me gasp. He seized the opportunity, plunging his tongue into my mouth, exploring every heated crevice. His kiss was a force of nature, deep and overwhelming, brimming with domination and raw power, stealing my breath, leaving me struggling for air. Yet, he showed no intention of releasing me anytime soon. He gently wiped the tears from my eyes, his touch surprisingly tender, and cupped my face. His fin

All those sparks came back and all her hair in her body stood up, making her curl her toes. What's wrong with her? Why is she feeling these sparks while kissing every man around her? She thought Sebastian Domanco was exceptional, hence those sparks. The lips which were moving slowly in the rhythm of the background song, stopped moving and she opened her eyes slowly. She still wasn't over the effect of the kiss as she was feeling light headed when she saw the face of the owner of the luscious lips.

His other hand cups the back of my head as he tilts his head, deepening the kiss. Fuuuck. He can kiss. His lips are soft but demanding, and when he gently brushes against my lower lip, asking for more, I give it willingly, losing myself in the warmth of him and the sparks dancing across my skin. The sparks aren’t just physical. There’s a sense of rightness to it that makes my chest ache, like some missing piece of me has finally clicked into place. “Fuck, guys,” Xander moans. “That’s so hot.” I’d forgotten he was still here, to be honest.