Werewolf Lover Kiss Novels & Stories

I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against his fur as I whispered, "Then let us burn together, my love. Let our passion ignite a flame that will never be extinguished." And as our lips met in a fiery kiss, the world around us seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us entwined in a love that transcends all boundaries. A fire goddess and werewolf, united in a bond that would never be broken. A girl sired from the depths of hell destined to destroy mankind. A wolf who was sent to kill her before she even got the chance to manifest her powers. As Axel and I embraced in their passionate kiss, a primal instinct stirred within him. With a low growl, he gently pushed me back, his eyes filled

The Werewolf's lover was completely entranced by him. Impulsively, Radyn's lowered himself until their lips met in the most scorchingly satisfying way. His hands found their way to her neck, loving how submissive she was even when being felt in such a delicate area. The Werewolf's canines began to extend and he decided to playfully nibble lightly on her partner's bottom lip. This earned him a gasp that broke the kiss.

He moans against my lips and I just kissed his lips like they were cherry and just like that, I had my Jeffery back to me. "I love you, Jeffrey!" The End.

Killian wipes them away with his thumbs and kisses my lips slowly, sensing my resolve weakening. " I love you, Layla," he whispered. " I love you," I choked up and crashed my lips on his. My wolf howled in ecstasy. The kiss was passionate but sweet and gentle. His tongue pushed into my mouth, and I received him, our tongues playing together. My fingers ran to touch his hair, enjoying the silkness beneath my fingers. I moaned in his mouth as the fire on my body spread. He pulled away and smiled at me, kissing my lips again.

I kiss him deeply and feel his body melt into my touch as if he does not want to be apart for a moment, but we all know he needs to heal and he is determined to get the ingredients to cure my wolf of the poison that keeps her in her slumber. Dylan embraces Ace and says, “take care of yourself brother and return to us safely. I will keep our mate safe until you return to aid me in our duties.” He then places a firm, chaste kiss to his brothers lips. A promise that he means what he says. Kisses among werewolves can be sexual but also can seal a promise, that is where humans often get confused, we are beings of instinct and lust, but also of honor and a promise sealed with a kiss is even strong

He forced me to lean against the wall and my eyes widened… when our lips touched. He gave me a forcefully kiss and I tried pushing him, but I could not stop him. A woman's body has no match against a strong young prime werewolf. He just let go of my lips when I could no longer breathe. He's probably planning to kill me too. I put my hand on my lips…look at him in disbelief to what he has done. He grins at me… this pervert had just kissed me. I shook my head at him. It is sacred for a werewolf man to kiss a woman. It just means he is serious about what he said.

She knew, he decided, her body language was clear that the wolf’s howl meant something to her, and if she knew that the wolf howling was a werewolf and her lover, then she had to be familiar with or one of the supernatural world. He returned his lips to hers, parting her legs with his thigh, using the palm of his hand against her back to rock her against him. She moaned, pressing into him, rubbing her needy little clit against the slip of the satin and the grip of his jeans, seeking her pleasure on him whilst she held onto him tightly and her tongue teased his. “I think,” he eased the kiss but did not break the contact of their lips. “That we will drink our wine outside tonight on the porch.

Erica made a light argument, but Damion got her out of the room to they could be alone. "Say it." Lily said to him. His brows furrowed together as his hands rested on her cheeks. "I love you, Lily." He said with more confidence now. His Wolf brushed against the surface of his soul. Lily's hands went to his face. "Again." She said, their faces getting closer together. "I love you." He said again, his Wolf howling. He thought his heart would burst. She kissed him, filling it with every ounce of her being. He returned it deeply. His Wolf breached the surface, flowing his strength through to Lily. She pulled away with a gasp.

He asked confused. "So, you're Nigel Vanderwolf. F U C K-boy," she spelt out the word fuck. "who I just gave my first kiss to and then after tells me it's not a big deal,” she huffed “But it is a big deal to me. I wanted my first kiss to be special." Nigel saw the regret on her face and it made his heart sting a bit. "Well, sorry, my pussy-lips were not special enough for you." Nigel seemed offended. "But remember, you kissed me." In rage, without even thinking about concealing the fact he was a werewolf, he jumped down from the rock and landed on his two feet perfectly.

I asked. “It's another way of vampires showing desire.” “Desire? You mean…?” He nodded understandingly and my face went hot. “Don't worry, I won't do anything with you without your full consent.” “Thank you.” “But I have to admit, that was even better than how I imagined my first kiss would be.” “Wait a minute, this was your first kiss?” I asked and he nodded. “Are you serious?” “I am.” “You're a hundred and twenty years old, and you're telling me that this is your first kiss?”