Star Wars Kisses Novels & Stories

Kristina said in her seductive voice also. Kristina was doing her best to make Aster fall into her trap... "Everything for you..." Aster answered. Kristina kissed Aster on the lips, he did not fight back and kissed her back. Kristina and Aster seal a deal by using a kiss on the lips.

And when his lips finally brushed against hers, it was as if a dam had broken inside her. The kiss was soft at first, tentative, as if they were both testing the waters. But it didn't stay that way for long. The moment Esteria responded, pressing her lips more firmly against his, El-Kharis deepened the kiss, his hand slipping behind her neck to draw her closer. His cool lips moved against hers with a hunger that matched her own, a need that had been building since the moment they first met.

Then suddenly, his large, warm fingers brushed against my cheek. He gently wiped away the lingering trace of tears, his eyes locking onto mine. I could barely breathe. The distance between us was so small that before I could think, he leaned in. His lips touched mine in a swift kiss—brief, yet enough to make my whole body tremble. My eyes widened, my heart threatening to explode. He didn't speak much after that. Instead, he placed a sleek black invitation card on the desk before me. Its gold-ink design shimmered with the emblem of a full moon and wolf wings.

I stare at the food longer than necessary before finally eating. The office door suddenly flies open. “Hey, hey—Troy in the building!” “Get out,” I say flatly. “I dare you to—” He stops short. I look up. Troy and Diana are staring at each other. “Diana?” he grins. “Looks like you’re doing alright.” He pulls her into a hug. She laughs and hugs him back. “No thanks to you.” I watch. Silent. Still. And for the first time in a long while—

“Harlow can’t fight a fated mate bond. No one can.” “She can still kill me!” Kade cupped my cheeks and pressed his lips against mine. The kiss was slow. I tasted the mint in his breath and savoured the softness of his lips. I couldn’t fight him I wanted more. Our lips danced slowly and tenderly until we parted for breath. “You’re not going to convince me that easily.” “I know, you’re a stubborn little panda.” “Oh shut up.” He kissed me again with the same tender passion. A thousand sparks ran up my spine.

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 a smile as if she wasn’t feeling devastated earlier. “It’s not something like that,” he corrected her immediately before she could think of a deeper meaning of the kiss. “He’s just thankful, and he paid back through a kiss.” “People don’t do that when they’re thankful. It occurs to people who are close to each other. But when it’s about Yric, I think he likes you.” She even pointed her finger and drew a heart shape in the air that only annoyed him more. “Do you know that you’re not helping?”

“All my problems were so small and inconsequential there. You can feel the eons there, and it just puts everything into perspective. Plus, the stars at night are absolutely breathtaking.” “I've never been there,” I said with a shrug. “The pictures look amazing, though.” “The pictures don't do it justice.” His hazel focus came back to me. “I'll take you there someday.” A flutter went through my stomach at the casual reference to us seeing one another after this trip. “I'd like that,” I replied honestly. “I really, really would.” He grinned and moved to kiss me. His kiss tasted faintly of mustard, but I still thought it was wonderful. I treasured that mustard kiss like it was gold.

After she had finished making them, she took out a jar of marshmallow syrup and told him: “Now a kiss from the person you love is just as good as a spoonful of this syrup. It’s sweet, passionate, soft, warms your heart and makes your belly tickle.” Unfortunately, when he first kissed Adira, he wasn’t still sure about his feelings back then. Besides, the kiss they had was more like an impulsive act of lust. But today, as Adira kissed him like he wanted to be kissed, like no woman had ever kissed him, soft and moist and hot and breathy, not trying to win a battle but seeking union and closeness and the sharing of one breath, one sensation, one timeless and passionate moment, Chadwick realized

Rihanna held Elias's hands tightly as he approached. Her heart raced with a mix of excitement and nervousness, knowing that this moment could change everything between them. "Elias," she called softly, cupping his face with her hands. Slowly, she leaned in and kissed him, a short but passionate kiss that left them both breathless. They broke the embrace only after the old Luna cleared her throat, drawing the attention of the other wolves who had been watching with curious eyes.