Spiritpact Kiss Novels & Stories

A full kiss was like being struck my lightning. He chuckled, nuzzling my inner thigh and tightening his grip on my hips. He did it again and I moaned into the night. His lips applied pressure while his teeth and tongue worked magic. I had never had anything this wonderful in my life. He coaxed me gently to the edge of what I could take. “Aiden,” I whimpered as I started to shake. At his name, he slid one finger inside of me, sliding in on my excitement. With a flick of his tongue and finger in unison, he turned my whimper into a full moan, shooting me into pure bliss.

“Only one kiss per customer.” The audience laughs and Leo blushes. “I just don't want to wait,” he tells the pastor. “I want to kiss her always.” “Well, let her do her part and you can get to the kissing,” the pastor tells him with a smile. “Now, Charlotte, repeat after me.”

" I took a deep breath when I noticed that his face was only a few inches away from mine. I feel like my heart has gone crazy. There seemed to be butterflies flying inside my chest at those moments. "Our Father who art in heaven. Hallowed be thy name. We all praise thee. Get rid of the evil spirit that possessed this man." I closed my eyes. I held my breath and waited for ‘it’ to happen. But the kiss I expected from Kier was just a pat on my forehead. When I opened my eyes I saw his face smiling and grinning. "Funny. What were you thinking?" Laughing, he left me and sat on the side of the bed.

he breathed softly dropping a kiss on her cheek I wanted to hold you so badly against her ear you're holding me now she half moaned his thumb stroked her lower lip slowly I shouldn't spoil you too much he said softly teasing shut up she moaned and grabbed his hair and pulled him to her for a kiss they both moaned as their lips glided together the taste of each other was so sweet moist the energy that burned between them was enough to set fire to the bed Kyra couldn't think anymore as he took away from the days battles into a higher place their spirits already flying free together as just entities of light somewhere in the ether from just a kiss there was so much happiness and satisfaction

I mumbled. “What's a kissing spell?” he sounded curious. “Oh, that?” I laughed faintly, “Just a family curse… In short, I kissed you. Now, if you don't kiss me back before my 30th birthday, I will die… or I can give up on my magic…” I chuckled and looked at him. He became serious. He moved closer to me. “Is that all? All I have to do is kiss you?” he slowly leaned over me. “N-no…” I gulped seeing his face inches away from mine, “You… would have to feel something towards me… The kiss should carry equally intense emotions… as the ones I felt when I gave you mine…”

Jenna’s eyes fluttered closed, her breath quickening as she leaned into my touch. I leaned in closer, closing the gap between us. Our lips met in a soft, lingering kiss. It was a kiss that tasted like the sweet remnants of breakfast, a fusion of laughter, shared stories, and the growing affection between us. Our lips moved together with a delicate rhythm as I stepped in closer and I pulled her body flush against my own. It was a kiss that spoke of the bond that we were forging, slowly growing together as one true mates should.

“I… I didn’t know…” He moved closer, aura enveloping her, voice low and steady. “We’ve both been broken. Maybe… maybe we can heal together.” Her heart raced, spirit trembling, soul reaching. “Damian…” He leaned in, breath warm against her skin, eyes blazing. “May I kiss you?” Her chest tightened, body frozen but spirit ablaze. “Yes…” His lips met hers—soft, tender, fierce. Her heart exploded, spirit soaring, soul shattering all at once. His arms wrapped around her, aura wrapping around them both, his presence overwhelming and complete.

Please don’t be the wrong answer. His smile is as bright as his eyes as he picks me up. His responding kiss would have knocked me off my feet if I had been standing. The second his lips touch mine, I feel sparks. Electricity seems to be humming through my body. The kiss is deep, intense, and soul branding.

he whispered. His kiss was a tender and fierce paradox. His lips captured mine with an urgency that left me breathless. The unexpected and sharp bite was a jolt to my system, a moment of pain that melded seamlessly into something more profound. I tasted blood, his and mine, mingling in a kiss that transcended the physical realm, propelling us into the whitespace in his mind again.

he whispers before kissing me in front of the entire pack. The crowd erupts into cheers and applause. Some pack members aren’t even in their human forms but howling up at the sun in their wolf forms. The sound is deafening; they all sound like overly excited Siberian huskies, but all I can focus on is Ashton’s lips pressed against mine. It’s a sweet kiss, filled with promises of a future together, intimate yet full of strength and authority. As we pull apart, he whispers into my ear, “It doesn’t get more official than that.”