Bite Marks Jenika Snow Novels & Stories

LILY The snow hadn’t stopped falling since dusk. It came down in soft sheets, muting the world into something unreal — like the universe itself was holding its breath. Inside the chalet, the fire glowed low and golden, painting the walls in amber. The scent of cedar and smoke filled the air, and somewhere in the distance, a storm rumbled like it couldn’t quite reach us. Jake was by the window, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He wasn’t watching the storm — he was watching me.

I narrowed my eyes, trying to understand her actions, when I saw the unmistakable vibrant mark on her. That was... a mark that Lionel had left on her! He had marked this woman! Intense pain flooded me, and my head was endlessly buzzing. Everything Jenna said... was true! Markings could not be faked, and I could smell the light scent of pine belonging to Lionel! Jenna approached me and lifted my arm again, pressing the needle to my skin to inject the liquid into my veins. The needle penetrated my skin, and I almost stopped breathing when I felt the cool liquid entering my bloodstream!

"The skin was unblemished by tattoos, but just below the collarbone, there were deep, jagged, unmistakable bite marks. They were old, partially healed, but deep enough to leave permanent silver tissue—the kind of marks left by a furious, primal coupling." "A sickening jolt of raw, territorial jealousy flooded my veins, making my wolf howl in agony. I knew what those marks meant. Another omega had been in this bed. Another mouth had claimed his skin while I was freezing in the rogue sectors." "My heart felt like it had been ripped out by the roots. I jerked my hand back as if the silk had turned to fire, stepping away from the bed so fast I nearly tripped over the furs."

Out of nowhere i found myself betting down on his neck, and feeling his orgasim take over as he shot load after load of his seed inside me. Jackson released his bite and licked the wound, never once letting me out of his arms. He waited till I was ready to move. As my senses returned and I could breath and see again, I released my bit and licked the wound. And sat there staring at the mark I had left with pride. A beautiful colbolt half moon and three stars appeared. I then fell onto the bed beside Jackson, my legs felt like jelly and I was completely exhausted, I fell into a peaceful sleep, with Lagertha purring and prancing around my head..

I was completely bare, sitting on the cold wood of the desk in the middle of Room 302. "You're so pretty, Mia," Jax said. He leaned down and began to lick my pussy. His tongue was thick and rough. He licked me in long, slow strokes, from bottom to top. "OH! OH! OH! HNNN!" I was wailing. I was tossing my head back. My hair hit Jace’s chest. Jace leaned down and started to bite my neck. He was marking me, leaving red spots that would show everyone I belonged to them. While Jax licked me, Jace reached around and grabbed my breasts, squeezing them until I saw stars.

He snarled. Not bothering to ask why, Juno and Meagan left the room for him. Jayden seethed his teeth in pain and anger as he got off the bed and staggered his way into the bathroom. Checking the mirror, his veins popped out in anger even more when he saw the clawed mark of Jaylen starting from his right eyebrow down to the bags underneath his eyes. It was a fresh clean cut.

"Ten years ago my parents were murdered. I was only nine but was determined to help my mom as she was being attacked… I ended up being bitten." I point out the scars set in a circular pattern within the tattoo. Janet looks intensely at the scars, her face thoughtful as creases mar the smooth skin between her brows. "Bitten? But we don't generally get scared from lycan bites…" Janet mutters under her breath. "I didn't say it was a lycan who bit me." I reply gently. Vicky's eyes grow large as if I'd just told her Barney the Purple Dinosaur had attacked me. "It looks beautiful now." She softly says, pulling down the sleeve of her jersey to inspect her own scars. "Do you think a tattoo would hid

He had finally found Snowflake but not in the condition he wanted to find her in. Her snow-white fur was now dark red, drenched in blood as she laid lifeless in the box. He could see a bullet hole pierced in her skull and there was a folded piece of paper too. Damon reached his hand inside and grabbed it with his fingers to read it. But other than a black smiling graphic skeleton head that the Russian mob boss was rumoured to always have on his face, there was nothing written on the card.

**Jade POV** Snow. It just keeps falling, making all of my surroundings hazy. The cold is cutting and my whole body feels numb. Without warning, a blow to my head knocks me over. My ears are ringing but I can feel hot breath on my face. I open my eyes to the frothing mouth of a jet-black wolf. I try to scream but nothing comes out. “TAKE HER!!! GET HER OUT OF HERE NOW!!” Beep! Beep! Beep!

Jonathan’s face fell as they both ran into the room. Jessica was lying in her bed; her blonde hair damps with blood sticking to her bloodened features. She had scratches and bruises along her jawline; the bruise around the nape of her neck was more purple. Was completely naked with bite marks along her arms and legs; bruises crossed her ribs.