Novel & Cerita Werewolf Lover Kiss

I moaned loudly and he captured my lips in a passionate kiss as he began rocking himself in and out. "I love you, I love you, " he chanted with each of his thrusts. Then I felt it. His cock swelling at the base and widening up his shaft. My mouth dropped open as my eyes rolled back into my skull. I knew this feeling from mating as my wolf. I never imagined that it'd feel this fantastic as my vampire.

His and his alone. Rafe nodded and grabbed her to his side. They started to kiss aggressively. Rafe did not know he had turned into a werewolf at one point and so he scratched her. She whimpered in pain. Rafe managed to turn back and said he was sorry. She accepted and they started kissing again. This time, more aggressively than the last. Ivy and Rafe couldn't keep their hands off each other as they entered their cozy cottage. His strong arms enveloped her body and he kissed her passionately, his tongue exploring her mouth with a fierce hunger. She felt a fire inside her that could not be contained.

I signed deeply as I leaned on my hands to give her a deep kiss. “I bless the day I found out that I was your mate,” Maria said in between kisses as I began nibbling on her neck. She moaned out her answers as they got intense. “Yeah, are you sure of that, you horny werewolf?” I asked, chuckling. I bit her neck, and she screamed in pain and pleasure. "Yeah, I am a hornier werewolf. I am 101% sure; you are the one I love with all my heart,” she said as I could feel her mouth pull up into a smile on my neck.

“Fuck yeah. You’re my girlfriend.” I gave her a kiss that almost made me forgot I might be dating a werewolf. I grabbed her butt and squeezed while I deepened the kiss.

Such thoughts lingered in her head. And then, a wave of sadness washed over her, causing her to lower her hand in disappointment. Yet, in that moment, Lucas swiftly reached out, his strong grip seizing her wrist and claiming the flower. "Seriously," he sighed. "Did you study how to weaken a strong werewolf like me? My knees nearly buckled beneath me. Damn it all." Tenderly, he caressed her face with his free hand, his touch filled with affection. And then, with a gentle bend, he pressed his lips against hers, a soft and passionate kiss that sealed their love.

he asks her and looks at her hand which stays still in his hand. “I would like to have a try at least. Vivi is happy, why should not be too if this mate thing is true? ” he asks her. “Will you, please? Will you wake up? ” and he takes his shoes off, without letting her hand from his hand, just using his feet and climbs in bed next to her. Francois put his head on her pillow, resting his forehead on her temple so that his lips would kiss her neck. He saw it at Vivi and Luke, and also at Meredith and Max. The werewolves have a thing with kissing their mates necks, so he does the same even if he doesn’t understand why he is doing it.

His eyes got darker than usual. "I already told you . Yes, I will." He replied as I gulped softly . Without further delay, I scooted close to him. I took one last breath before cupping his cheeks. His gaze is on mine causing my heart skip a beat . Come on, Do it Kat. "This is getting boring-" before he could turn around, I leaned into a kiss, placing my lips on his lips to which he reacted instantly. He wrapped his hands around my neck and tries to deepen the kiss. I wish I can pull away already but he had no intention of doing the same. He bit my bottom lip .when I gasped,he let his tongue slide in. My heart fluttered a bit when he pulled me for another kiss. His eyes now filled with lust a

His lips start trailing down to my jaw to the soft skin of my throat where he starts bites very gently against the skin eliciting a loud gasp coming from me. A pause was made where we locked our gaze toward each other. “I, Rolf Titus Eberulf Osmund, herewith claim you as my fated mate, my Luna, my Love and my Queen forever under the blessing of the moon goddess” Titus whispered the words clearly and loudly before he bit my throat as a sign of a werewolf’s claim to his mate and the eternal union of our bond. Jolted by shock and pain, I gasped tightly as I accepted his bite as something strange seemed to happen inside me.

A bruise was already blooming along her cheekbone where Lira’s fist had grazed her. He took her injured arm in careful hands. “Hold still.” He leaned in and, without warning, licked the wounds. Elara gasped. The contact was warm, wet, strangely intimate. She felt the faint rasp of his tongue, then something else, warmth spreading, tingling, numbing the worst of the pain. “What are you...” “Werewolf saliva,” he murmured against her skin. “Heals faster than anything human. Especially for mates.” He continued, slow, deliberate strokes of his tongue along each cut. The bleeding slowed. The edges began to knit together before her eyes.

He needed to cool off after the events of the day and when he got the news of the infringer he was more than happy to use it as a punching bag. He finally realizes that his companion is a human being. A weak human being but he still loves her passionately. But the question is, how can this be possible? Not many centuries ago has a wolf mated with a human. It was impossible. This was the first time he had questioned the decision of the Great Moon Goddess, but he was glad that he had finally found his other half.