Triple Kiss Novels & Stories

Day said quietly, “they have to trust the contact. Fingers grazed my chin, then soft lips grazed my cheek. That would be enough for me to walk away. Instead, I just stood there still, motionless, my skin tingling where his mouth brushed along my hair, pressing kisses smooth. Then he started moving across my face towards my nose. He had broken his promise. Had he said – or just implied? - who is it kiss only three times. Forehead, nose, mouth. Instead, he was weaving a chain of kisses, working its way very slowly across my skin. A breath of air, soft lips, a

, I said looking between both of them. Normally, they would question me, refuse, and even try to leave but tonight I guess they must have loved my idea because their lips crashed against each other passionately. I took a puff of my vape watching them kiss was so hot. My pussy twitched and they had barely touched me yet. They broke their kiss, eyes landing on me in an instant. "C'mere", I said beckoning them with a finger. They smirked, closing the distance between us. Our lips met in a three-way kiss, their tastes were intoxicating.

Brake: "French kiss!" I smiled taking her lips in mine again as we kissed a little faster than the first, they say the first kiss is better and it happened unplanned and the second usually leads to the third and if the third was perfect then it would lead to the fourth, third and every other that could follow. Kissing Stacy is like always the first time, I kissed her, wanting more after every kiss.

Dean’s lips found the curve of her neck, kissing and nipping at her skin as his pace quickened. Dylan knelt in front of her, his hands framing her face as he leaned in to kiss her deeply. His tongue explored hers with a hunger that matched Dean’s rhythm, their movements creating a perfect harmony that left her breathless. Damien had moved to her side, his fingers trailing over her shoulders and down her arms, offering grounding touches that kept her anchored even as her body threatened to spiral out of control again. The triplets’ unwavering focus on her made Nicola feel cherished in a way she’d never experienced before. Dean’s movements grew more intense, his hands guiding her with an urgen

It took a month to get full sentences. It was April before I could open up completely. “Hey,” Kale says, bringing me back. He smiles and leans in towards my face. I stretch up and our lips meet. I roll on my back and bring him with me. “The triplets are going to kill me if we go too far,” he tells me as he tries to pull away. “I used Royal command that they never hurt you,” I pull him back. “Help me forget them.” Kale holds me as we kiss. We glide each other’s clothes off.

“I don't usually kiss people like that who I'm angry with.” Gabe’s lips curled up into an unforgettable smile. He managed a laugh before fixing me with his gaze again. “I love you,” he said, reaching out and brushing a strand of hair from my face. My heart lifted as he spoke the words. And without any thought at all, I repeated them back. “I love you, too.” Gabe leaned in and kissed me a third time. He lifted me a few inches from the floor, spinning me around. When he set me down, he took a step back and looked at the empty table where Cora and I had eaten dinner.

Trinity’s POV I moved first, closing the distance between us, and locking my lips with his. I felt his hold on my wrist loosen, and then release completely. His hands cupped my face and brought it closer to his as he returned my kiss with an equal fervor that made me almost cum right there. He kissed me so well, and almost like I was the best thing he’d ever tasted. Each one of the triplets kissed differently, but I couldn’t even choose the one I liked best. I started to wonder how they actually felt I tasted.

“Let’s make the most of this. Let’s not let anything come between us again.” We kissed a deep, fiery kiss that seemed to melt away all the pain and confusion of the past. His lips pressed against mine with an urgency that set my entire body alight. I responded with equal fervor, my hands sliding up his shoulders and around his neck, pulling him closer. Every touch, every caress felt electric, like a promise of all the passion and intimacy we had longed for.

Freya's POV: I moaned into the sloppy kiss I was sharing with my boyfriend. Our tongues invaded each other’s space, and my core ignited with need. I let my hands wander, finally resting on his bulge through the black trousers. The window creaked, sending a chill across my arms as he pressed wet kisses against my skin. “Lukas,” I whimpered loudly when his tongue played with my neck in a lazy manner. His hands found their way around my corset, loosening the lace. He seemed frustrated, cussing under his breath

If one of the partners is forced off and he or she seeks revenge, a rite of passage known as the kiss of vengeance must be held. The kiss of vengeance acts as a guilt trigger. Every layer of memory that could have been hidden or forgotten comes back to haunt you, and you find yourself regretting ever leaving. These memories haunt him till he kills himself or leaves the throne. But a strong Alpha would need one on the lips or ten on the hand to bring him down. With Jake giving me one, I knew he would be able to remember the days so faintly after I left. The probability of getting ten kisses on my hand was low, but getting him to suffer and wither till I could get the final kiss would make it