The Kiss Thief Novels & Stories

I felt like I had caught him, he must have slacked in his cooked stories. "You said you want to take it back without shedding blood. That's why we are using the Kiss Of Vengeance. Alpha Jake has kissed your hand four times already, we need six more to go." He still found a way out and I felt marveled. He was good at this. "Kiss Of Vengeance?" I asked as that was the part that marveled me the most in his new development. "I see that you do not believe me and I'm sure that your memory will still come back. Until then, I'll let you do whatever you want." He stood up from the bed, walking out but he couldn't stop turning back to look at me.

His lips crash into mine, in a bruising possessive kiss that leaves me forgetting to breathe. He pulls his lips away from mine, the pad of his thumb moving gently across my lips even entering my mouth to touch my tongue. When satisfied he places his thumb into his own mouth, tasting my saliva…my kiss from his thumb. “…you see Alora my love, I always get my own way.”

From suddenly appearing here and now, invading my personal space. "We meet again, thief," he said as he got his lips near my ear, grinning, causing me to freeze in my spot. "...kiss stealer." He added in a whisper that got me shook a little more. I hope he cannot hear my hammering heart beat but on how close we are, I guess he can hear it. I am just nervous. This is nothing. I swallowed the lump that was forming in my throat, I could not even utter a word so I just stared at him when he returned his face in front of mine. I cannot help but stare in awe. His face is really flawless. Maybe even glowing. So handsome.

That is too young to kill a man, that is too young to be a devil. I felt confused. I did not like being confused, confusion is weak. I am not weak, i am strong and i am the Red Reaper. When he kissed me, I did not stop him. That is the worst part. I kissed him back, i let my guard down. I let the pity for the boy make me forget the man. The man is a killer. The man is my target, the man is the leader of the Lombardi clan. I cannot forget that. I walked to the window. It was dark outside, i could still see the city lights. I felt far away from everything that was real.

Those stolen moments became my lifeline. One evening, after a long day of pretending, I slipped quietly to his dorm after dark. The moment the door closed behind me, Theo pulled me into his arms, lifting me off the ground as his mouth claimed mine in a hungry, desperate kiss. “I’ve been dying to do this all day,” he growled against my lips, hands sliding under my skirt to grip my ass. “Watching you walk beside me like we’re just cousins… it kills me. I want the world to know you’re mine.”

He reached out, his hand cupping my jaw, his thumb stroking my cheekbone. And then he leaned in, his lips finding mine, a breathtaking kiss that stole my breath and scattered my carefully constructed defenses. It wasn’t a brutal kiss, not savage like some of our nights. This was deep, possessive, yet unbelievably tender. It felt like a promise, a question, and a farewell all at once. His tongue tasted of coffee and the latent danger that clung to him like a second skin. My lips parted instinctively, a soft gasp escaping, and he deepened the kiss, making it a slow, deliberate act of claiming.

"We can do more if that's what you so desire, mi amor he mischievously whisper in my ear. Unable to resist his touch, I lean in to kiss him. This time there's no urgency like the previous night. We explore each other's bodies more leisurely. Gabriel Santos fulfilled his promise. He makes me his priority in bed, his lips devoted to kissing every inch of my body and bringing me pleasure as his tongue explores my intimacy. It elicits moans of his name from me, begging him not to stop. Until my entire body shudders, reaching its peak of pleasure solely from gabriel's lips. The Mafia Don trails his lips to my thigh, kissing, licking, and nipping at me.

It was as soft as his red room bed, and the flashbacks it brought, made me hot and wet, and I fiddled with my pants, looking for my clit, hoping to run my fingers over it to induce pleasure, imagining the git of a man was there, and rough handling my breasts with my left hand, but then, came a knock on the door, making me sprang to my feet, and make for the door. Somewhere in my mind, I prayed it was the chauffeur who was stealing glances of me, he looked good enough to lick my clits into oblivion, but I was dismayed at what I saw when I threw open the door. “Room service”. Said an unattractive young man, standing before the door with a broad smile that body shaped into a lustful look, at th

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.

“It’s okay, Gattina. The pills you just took will soon have its effect on you. It will help soothe the ache, hmm? It's good you're sore, isn’t it? “A ghost smile appeared on his lips. A small, sly one which disappeared almost immediately. “Just take me fully because you're mine," {"Kitten"} "Please, just-,"She didn't finish because he swallowed her words with a hard kiss. Her palms rested atop his hard chest and she tried to push him away but her hands ended up falling beside her when she felt him shove his dick into her forcefully in one powerful, hard thrust and she let out a loud scream in his mouth.