Yuri Kiss Novels & Stories

“You’re making fun of me, and I don’t think you’re serious.” “Honey, is this serious enough for you?” Yuri grabbed her shoulders and pushed her against the corridor wall behind her. His lips slammed down on hers in a bruising kiss filled with sexual promise and a demand for her submission. “Now be a good girl and set yourself back the way you should be. Then we’ll talk about how you can learn to ride my stick.” He ground his cock into her belly, making the point of which stick he was talking about. She gasped as her mouth fell open in surprise. She thought she’d be the aggressor in this situation. “Unless you want to audition that pretty little mouth right now and see how it fits. I could sp

"Well, then, I suppose we'd better make up for lost time." With a wicked glitter in her eye, Yuria kissed Caleb's lips, her tongue slipping past his opened lips in a delectable assault that left him reeling. It was a dizzying, addictive dance, a push and pull of need and dominance that threatened to destroy them both with its ferocious intensity.

She raised one of her eyebrows at him. Before she was able to process anything, he brought his face closer to her and, without a warning, kissed her at the corner of her lips. For a difference of few millimeters, it did not touch her lips, and Yura was stunned. Her eyes widened while she stared at the man in front of her. Although he kissed her before on the forehead and cheek, never had he done that in a spot so close to her lips, and even now, she was able to feel that spot burning.

Bitch. Victoria was about to go but halted in her mid-step as Mr Arrogant took my hand. I thought for a handshake maybe, but to everyone's surprise, he kissed the back of my hand. OHMYGOD HE KISSED MY HAND. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Skylar," Oh boy! Hearing my name rolled out of his mouth was bliss for sure. The back of my hand tingled and so did my body under his touch. His one-touch had set my all body on fire.

Yuri's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said, "Yes, but I have to go back to Ye's house to get your medicine first, and go tomorrow." Fremingo's eyes began to become hot, the tip of his nose was the light fragrance of the girl's body, and his throat became more and more dry. "Do you know what it means to promise so frankly?" Yuri stared at him calmly, "I know." Fremingo's eyes stayed on her pink and tender lips. One of them could not help but lean forward and kiss her. Yuri was stunned. The man kissed her like a fish in the water, and then like a juggling, he had a love necklace in his palm.

she whispered, her eyes blazing, grabbing his shirt, pulling him in. She kissed him, fierce, desperate, a fire to shut his doubts. Kai’s hands cupped her face, his lips hungry, their third kiss a surrender to passion. They stumbled to the couch, her fingers in his hair, his hands on her waist, their bodies pressed, the world fading to their need. Her tank top lifted, his shirt unbuttoned, their touches urgent, a line crossed—until guilt surged, the summit, Dante’s scheme, Alessio’s secret a shadow.

he murmured. With trembling hands, I reached for his tie, my tears flowing freely down my cheeks. "Kiss me… Or… let me kiss you." Tucker's eyes darkened, his calm facade slipping away. He said nothing in response. But before I could react, he leaned in close. Holding the back of my neck, he pressed his lips firmly to mine. There was nothing gentle about his kiss. Instead, it brimmed with a sense of ownership and power. Without hesitation, he pried my jaws apart. His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched.

My spit coated him as I bobbed faster, hollowing my cheeks, tongue swirling. His hips jerked. His hand flew to my hair, fisting it tight. The other wrapped around my throat,not squeezing, just there,a reminder of the control he was barely holding onto. “Fuck… Skye,” he hissed, his voice breaking. “Shit. Fuck,” He yanked me up with a sudden, desperate strength, panting, eyes wild. His mouth slammed into mine, the kiss punishing. His tongue tasted like lust and loss of control. My hand was still stroking him as he kissed me with so much desperation.

The kiss was supposed to be fake. But it wasn’t. She felt it. In her magic. In her wolf. It had surged forward in the moment, stretching against her skin, trying to claw its way out and toward him. A full shift hovered dangerously close, barely leashed. She hated how much she liked the way his hands felt on her waist. Hated that she still wanted more. The envoy finally turned away, satisfied for now. But Lyra couldn’t stop shaking. “You didn’t have to kiss me like that,” she snapped once they were alone in the corridor.

Good. “Names,” Viktor ordered. The first to step forward was a tall brunette with a scar across her cheek like she’d survived a bomb. She wore black cargo pants and combat boots like she meant business. “Kira,” she said in a flat voice. “Explosives. Don’t get in my fucking way.” I raised an eyebrow. “Try not to blow yourself up, and we’ll get along just fine.” She didn’t react. Ice cold. Next was a blonde with ceand ekbones sharp enough to cut glass and dark lipstick that screamed trouble. She looked like she enjoyed pain, mostly giving it.