Tusk Love Novels & Stories

Stupid big. This was the first time he had said anything like this. It was sweet and if it was even possible I felt myself fall even more in love with him. "You don't have to thank me for that, silly wolf." I kissed the tip of his nose. "I love you Charles. Not just because you're my mate." His eyes swirled with specs of gold as they held my gaze with a tenderness in them like never before. His thumb caressed my cheek gently. "Well isn't that a lovely moment."

However my body was so out of it that it was moving according to what I was feeling at that moment. I arched my back when I felt his breath against my stomach and I couldn't help but grab his hair again when his mouth reached the most sensitive part of my body. I then bit my lips hard so that I could already taste a metal in my buds. I pulled his hair forcefully when his kisses became rough and cruel. “I love you, Brianna..” he muttered as he positioned himself between my parted legs. Whimpering, I pulled him against me and devoured his mouth as I tried to swallow the words coming out from it.

“That means, your pussy is mine to savor.” “I hate you!” She grits out, chest puffing. Oh, I don’t expect less, Malishka. Love born out of hatred is usually the best. It’s more explosive, and I like it. She still feels something for me; that’s what matters. “I know,” I tell her, nudging her legs apart. “And I love you, Malishka.” I dive into her pussy. The taste, sweet and explosive as it hit my taste buds. A torturous groan rips out of my chest, and with my hands clasped onto her thighs, I devour her.

"Using your tongue, lick the head twice…yah like that love, and then kiss it will biting lightly…aaah not hard love…don’t bite hard….mmmm yes… mmmm perfect … you… mmm... Doing great... My love.” Tiana looked up and when her eyes met his lust- filled ones, Tiana felt so good at the thought that she was making him blush and looking very much like he was at her grace. This feeling of giving him pleasure was in turn igniting an inferno in the pit of her tummy. Then she felt his fingers gently grip her hair as his breaths come out in unsteady intervals.

I reached out and gently brushed a lock of hair away from her face, my fingers lingering on her soft skin. Her breath hitched as my touch sent a jolt of electricity through her. I could see the hunger in her eyes, matching my own. Without a word, she closed the distance between us, her lips crashing against mine in a fierce, passionate kiss. I moaned into her mouth, my hands roaming over her body, memorizing every curve and dip. Her skin was like silk under my touch, driving me wild with desire. As our kiss deepened, the world around us faded away, leaving only the two of us lost in a whirlwind of lust and need.

His gaze softened as he wiped my tears away. I could feel the heat in my cheeks. My heart was frantically pounding in my chest when he leaned in. “I love you, Benedykta Rebel. I am utterly in love with you, and I am tired of fighting this feeling that keeps consuming me.” His lips met mine fiercely as I wrapped my arms around his neck. It was filled with raw passion and need.

I knew what was going on and I couldn't resist. My pulse got faster and my temperature – higher. My lips parted slowly and I let her in. Her tongue... Her saliva... And her face were mine for seconds. So there we stood, in a deserted dusty and dark room – out of bound to students, with one of the biggest bullies groaning in pain and the other, knocked out, and me, kissing a… vampire – The love of my life. "Ehm ehm!" Amaya brought us back to reality as she stood at the door.

~Hanesville, twenty-five years ago~ His kisses warmed her lips and sent a tingling sensation down her body. He was a gentle lover, penetrative through all the depths of her body, making her breath rise and fall in ecstasy. She loved him dearly and he loved her too. From the very first night they’d been mated together by the moon goddess, Tave had been a sweet lover. And even when she was tempted to leave him because of who he was, she could never bring herself to stay away from him.

just like you are mine. When pain replaces Love, the heart becomes a breeding ground for negative thoughts like hatred and revenge, this is what was happening to Tazz, if only people in love knew the art of communicating along with the art of kissing, things would have been much easier for every lover in this world , isn't it? Back in the club:

He turned me around and started to kiss my jaw and neck. He put my forehead against his. "I can't believe that I have a family. Thank you so much for giving this beast a family." he whispered. "You may be a beast, but you are my beast." I said as I hugged him The beast found his love. The end.