Taurus Cancer Kiss Novels & Stories

"That's it baby come for me he mouthed in her pussy to her waves of climax. Her breath hitched as she felt her release on his lips through her climax, he didn't stop milking her for all the juices her pussy had to give. Cercei took shallow breaths, reality fading into the background. "I'm not done with you just yet" Aaron stood to his feet kissing her, she could taste herself on him feeling another arousal deep in her belly. He trailed butterfly kisses on her neck down to her belly pulling away her dress in one swift movement. "You have a beautiful body baby" he said palming her boobs underneath her bra. Cercei leaned a little so he could unclip it, tossing it away he sucked on her rosy nipp

he waved but didn't turn back, I chuckled as returned my focus to Tiana, “I missed you,” “I missed you too cupcake,” she said kissing my neck, slowly she bit my soft spot just below neck and close to my shoulders, I moaned out, Arching my body towards Tiana, I say in between moans, “what do you do when you see a cupcake baby,” Tiana pulled back smiling, raising my top she exposed my breast and began twirling her tongue on my nipples. I gasped and immediately she latched onto it, massaging my other breast. She pulled back still massaging my other breast,

The stench of blood and terror clung to the air. I went to the first man, the weaker one, the one whose whimpers had filled the room for the past two days. He did not glance at me. Coward! With dramatic caution, I leaned forward, my lips grazing his cheek as I kissed him. Then another on the other cheek. And then one on his forehead. A blessing. A farewell. I inhaled and took a step back, cocking my head to look at what I'd created. Red lipstick stained his sweaty, pale face.

his voice was steady and firm. When it was my turn, I looked into his deep eyes and said sincerely, "I, Serina, accept you, Eros, as my one true mate. In times of joy and in times of sorrow, in health and in sickness, I will stand by your side. For eternity." Then, he leaned down and kissed me gently. This kiss held a promise of love, of adoration, of the joy of a new beginning. As the kiss deepened, I felt his sharp canines lightly pierce the skin on my neck. A brief sting was followed by a strange, instantaneous connection, warm and powerful, our souls wrapping tightly around one another—he had completed the Claim.

How consuming. Kai climbed over her, his body warm and heavy. He undressed her slowly, reverently, kissing every inch of skin he revealed. His mouth moved lower, tongue circling her clit with gentle, teasing strokes that drew soft gasps from her lips. He entered her gradually, rocking in a slow, deep rhythm. His kisses traveled across her breasts and neck as he whispered against her skin, “Get my name tattooed here too.” His fingers brushed the curve of her breast. “Right where I can see it every day.” “Yes,” she breathed, surprising herself with how quickly she agreed. “I will.”

It's the only permission he needs. His kiss, when it finally comes, is not gentle. It's a taking of possession. His mouth captures mine with absolute assurance. There's no hesitation, no timid exploration. He knows the way. His tongue invites itself, imperious, and mine responds, fighting for a moment before yielding, wrapping around his in an ancient and savage dance.

It feels like a million stars are exploding in Evarius’s mind as he pulls Tasha closer to him and kisses her, savoring the feel of her soft lips. He moves his hands into her hair as their lips move in sync. He feels her hands on his back as her tongue slowly explores his mouth. They kiss as if their life depends on it, on this moment with each other.

I swirl my tongue around his head and he moans, tugging at my hair. I take him again and this time I move a little faster and within seconds salty liquid moves down my throat. I retch and pull away. “Ah!” Tay moans and throws his head back. “Are you okay?” Tay asks, and after catching my breath, I nod. “That was an incredible love. I needed that,” Tay says and molds his lips with mine. The kiss is slow. He slips his tongue in my mouth, and within seconds, we move in sync. I moan and tug at the roots of his hair.

Cael pulled her closer, his fingers tracing hot lines down Aurora's spine. This time, there was no hurry, only the slow, burning devotion of two bodies that knew each other as well as their own souls. Their lips met in a kiss that was pure desire. Aurora sighed against his mouth, her hands exploring the muscular contours of his back, feeling every scar, every story etched into his skin. Cael nuzzled the line of her neck, inhaling her scent—wildflowers and something that was uniquely her—before placing a soft kiss on the mark he had left the previous night.

Not caring who the stirring population saw. “Not half as happy as me cannonball,” I grunt before returning her caresses. Her tongue sought mine, and electric flew. Like the minute our mate bond first connected, a whooshing, powerful surge of energy rushed us. Gasping into each other, I held her as tightly as I could, planting her body to mine as we rode out the wave of dizzying sparks. “I think our wolves are celebrating,” Cass whispers after a few seconds, her eyes completely silver. “Or you’ve got better at kissing.”