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A hoarse growl escaped his lips, and I savored the taste of his minty and sweet kiss, a familiar sensation I had experienced before. But now... there was something different. Something that hinted at a profound change. It was as if he wasn't the one kissing me. I was about to remove my blindfold when his hand gently stopped me, urging me to wait. I cleared my throat, ready to question him, but he silenced me with another passionate kiss. His lips caressed mine, eliciting a shiver that coursed through my entire being. The taste of his kiss seemed to search the depths of my soul, captivating me in an instant.

On the back of my head, I know that I must complain. Letting him in is dangerous but getting bewitched with his kisses is much more dangerous. But no matter how loud the ringing bell inside my head and the screaming voices saying that this situation means trouble, my fucking mind is doesn't want to cooperate. My whole attention is focus to him, to his kiss, to his touch, and to his voice. Merda! Just like what I thought, Sain Czar Ildefonso is freaking dangerous especially for me. I pant when he released me but I could still feel his arm around my waist tightly holding me, supporting my weight. I couldn't determine the expression on his face because my mind has not been recover. The earth sh

she asked in a cold voice. Just then the lights turned on, which blinded her for a second and came back. What greeted her was a pair of mesmerising hazel blue eyes, her vision travel down to his slim nose bridge, slowly moving her hand away from his lips, which send her a current, when she touched those perfect kissable lips. She had no control on her movements. Judging by his look, he didn't look like any assassin

The Demon laughed and acknowledged her wit, "You're quite clever. You don't speak much, but you certainly deliver on the job you're here for." Amber watched as Demon enveloped her in his arms, and their lips met in a fiery kiss. Until now, Amber's thoughts had been solely consumed by Elijah, but her interaction with the Demon was unlike anything she'd experienced before. She willingly surrendered to the passion, grappling with her newfound desires. Had Amber truly left Elijah behind, paving the way for a fresh beginning? As their passionate kisses morphed into fervent embraces, Amber found herself lost in thought. Her reverie was shattered when Demon bit her lip, and she let out a sharp cry,

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.

“Just checking.” I smiled despite myself. “And you and Isaac,” she said, “You were turned?” “Yes. A long time ago.” She didn’t press for a date, which I appreciated. “Do you… feed on people?” I hesitated. “Not often. Not in the way you think. I take blood from donors who consent. There are ways. Safe ones. And when I’m desperate—animals.” She nodded slowly. “So you’ve never…” She trailed off. “What?” She looked at me. “Did you ever drink from me?”

Angelic Demon episode 14 A phone call interrupted the sad atmosphere. They were all sitting on an arm chair in Roderigo's room. Hands on their cheeks, tapping their feet closely, they were too worried to go home. There is a killer on loose. This was not there first time working overnight so it was not a big deal to them. The last time they worked overnight was when an antique was stolen in a museum. The collected who reported the incident got killed as well as other people. The investigation lasted for months and they all lost something very valuable to the killer. The thought of losing again made them shiver.

Seeing that the demon in front of her didn't react, Evelyn straightened her body, her soft waist branching out like a freshly drawn new willow. She crept closer to Baymont until she could smell his breath, and in a softer voice she slowly inquired again, "Will you hold me, Baymont?" It was at this point that Baymont nodded afterward. "But what am I going to do?" Just as Evelyn had caught the devil's breath, Baymont had likewise touched hers, and his voice lowered involuntarily. Demons don't know what a kiss is or what a hug is. Evelyn burrowed out of the bloated quilt like a beautiful butterfly burrowing out of a bulky cocoon.

I subconsciously touched my lips, where I can still feel his tender kisses coming from his soft lips. Who was he? And where did he get the audacity to kiss me? Why did I allow him to do that? And the heck, why did I kiss him back? I grumbled to myself, dumbfounded. Was he my soulmate? Or an incubus perhaps? I have read from paranormal books somewhere that incubus were demons disguised as men. They were meant to seduce women, most especially in their sleep, and even kiss or have sex with them. And once you permitted them, they now own you and will soon take you to their dark kingdom of hell.

It turned into more of a soft caress, though—my hand had a will of its own, sliding across his skin, exploring. The kiss deepened. Our movements grew hungrier. God, he could kiss. Every other man I’d kissed paled beside this—one searing kiss that burned through all reason. My hands were already tugging at the hem of his shirt while he toyed with the buttons of my jeans. A swift tug, and suddenly my jeans were gone, tossed somewhere behind him. But then the sight before me shattered my desire. A massive demon, wings flared back, blades glinting between its feathers, knelt between my legs.