Spiritpact Kiss Novels & Stories

Melanie mirrored my actions, pulling out her phone. Awkwardly, we came to stand even closer to each other. As our tights were pressed, I could feel her warmth reaching my skin through our clothes. My heart was pounding in my chest faster than the beat of the song we were listening to. It wasn’t my first kiss, but it was my first with the same sex. Biting my lower lip, I checked her perfect face. She was wanted by many, but I was going to get a kiss from her tonight.

I swallow a little, not all just enough to talk. "Kiss me so that you know what you taste like". Before Sia can respond, I pull him closer to me, smashing my lips against his. He pulls me into his lap so that I'm straddling him. Liplocked, I open my mouth and ket his cum flow into his mouth. He swallows quickly, his tongue licking my teeth demanding access. I grant him access out tongues fighting for dominance. This time, I don't think of Ruarc. He grips the hem of my shirt.

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

🦋 FELIX 🦋 The kiss was soft and sweet, filled with a sense of longing and desire. As our lips touched, I felt a spark of electricity run through my body, a jolt of pleasure that seemed to radiate from the point of contact. The world around us melted away, leaving only the two of us lost in the moment.

For a moment, the tension between them softened, replaced by a quiet understanding that neither of them dared to put into words. Ray shifted, his body pressing against hers as he kissed her deeply, the intensity of it sending a shiver down her spine. Samira responded eagerly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, losing herself in the feel of his lips on hers. The kiss quickly escalated, their hands exploring familiar paths with renewed urgency.

She had taken a liking to Miya and took her under her wing to help her explore the full strength of her source of energy and how to use it positively. “And now,” the priestess intoned, breaking my train of thought. “For the goodwill of future fortune for our King and our Blessed One. The unmated male and female who stands with them will perform the Kiss Of Prosperity.” I raise my brows, looking at Zion, and he flicks me a wink that gestures. 'You can thank me later.' I shift my gaze to meet Sofias. The pull I feel toward her has me feeling like I am suffocating, and yet she looks utterly shocked and repulsed by the thought of having to kiss me.

As the sunlight danced across Krystal's face, Adrian leaned in, closing the distance between them, and planted a tender kiss upon her lips. The kiss carried the essence of their love, a delicate blend of affection, passion, and sweet devotion. It started softly, a gentle exploration of each other's lips, the warmth spreading from their mouths to envelop their entire beings. As the intensity grew, their lips moved in perfect sync, a symphony of desire that resonated within their souls.

She replied his kisses with more hissed as he gently brushed his flavoured lips against hers, non-stop. Sapphire held the leathered sofa tight as he gently pulled himself on her, driving more Sparks in the motion of her soft, pink lips. Sapphire's hands gently releases from the grip as she felt the heat of their kiss, poured down on her. It lingered beautiful feelings like fireworks in the night sky, something she'd always wanted.

It made me want to swallow time. She sighed. “I just got out of the shower.” “And I’m feeling very spiritual tonight,” I whispered, pressing a small kiss to her neck. “This is… part of my sacred ritual.” “Your rituals always start with saliva,” she deadpanned, though I could feel her body relax into mine. I kissed below her ear. Then her cheek. Her jawline. “He didn’t even touch the gift.” She laughed.