Bite Me: A Love Story Novels & Stories

I batted my lashes and replied lightly, "Kiss me, and I'll have the motivation." My words hit Marcus like a lightning bolt. His head snapped up, and the pen ripped a long line across the page. "What?" he exclaimed. A smirk tugged at my lips as I looked at him. "Didn't you ask what you can do to get me going? One kiss, and I'm fully recharged." He froze completely. His eyes darted around, lashes fluttering behind his glasses. He swallowed hard, yet he couldn't get a single word out. The blush spread from his face to his neck.

He grinned wickedly, ripped off his shirt, and said, "Ah, yes, I forced you. So now, it's okay to have one more time, right?" He boldly took over his lips and rubbed his lips, he was so rough because of the source called lust. Hanseok's distinct taste mixed with the rich flavor of Snow Leopard wine, they made this man named Lee Seunghee's thirst for love peak. Wanting to peel off to eat clean, want to boldly take it for their own.

I seethed at him. "Because," He started out patiently. "The night at the rooftop, we agreed that I'll ask something from you later and you'll have to give it to me." I glared at him. "No. Way." He grinned proudly at me. "You don't exactly have a choice." And I didn't even get to scream before he leaned in and placed a quick kiss on my cheek. However, when he pulled away, I did not stop before lunging myself at him. "You shithead!" Blake managed to dodge the slap and broke into fits of laughter.

Owen begins to speed up. Soon I feel the orgasm take over. Owen finds his release as well. I suddenly have the urge to bite him. Owen’s face is in my neck, I hear him whisper, "I love you, Mel, I'm sorry." I didn't get a chance to ask why he was apologizing. A searing pain shot through my body from the base of my neck. To stifle my scream, I bite his just above his collar bone. I bite down hard, tasting a metallic flavor. As quickly as the pain appeared, it disappeared. Pleasure flooded my body as Owen sucked on the spot that not too long ago hurt.

I sucked him until he softened and took my mouth off him. Hector's thumb grazed my lips and he grabbed my hands, pulling me down to sit on him. I opened my legs and fit into his body, bringing my mouth to his, speaking softly, with part of his lip between my teeth, in a light and sexy bite: - Do you want to feel... Your taste... Disqualified? He sighed: - I want to taste me in your mouth, on your tongue... Bite me, Barbara...

BITTER LOVE Book One in the Dawson Family Series Copyright 2021 Emily Goodwin Chapter One Josie Fifteen years ago… A tear rolls down my cheek, but I don’t bother to wipe it away. Another will just take its place in only seconds anyway. I look at the paper in my hand: the corner of it crinkled from being gripped so hard. A voice in the back of my mind tells me I shouldn’t have done that, that I should have been more careful.

Her eyes widened slightly as realization hit her. “You bit me,” she whispered, her voice filled with something between disbelief. Aiden didn't deny it. He simply nodded. Lucy's pulse quickened, memories returning in broken pieces—the warmth of his lips on hers, the way his voice warned her that it would hurt, the sharp, sudden pain that followed. The way her body had reacted, the way everything inside her had shifted. “I had to,” Aiden said, lowering his voice. “You know that, don't you?”

He asked with a laugh, pulling me closer to his body. I leaned over, placing my head on his chest as I let out a soft breath. I didn't understand how we got here, I was just pushing him away but I accepted him fully, I wanted him fully. But, as I was immersed in my thoughts.. I wasn't thinking about any other thing, his breath fanned on my neck as his lips brushed against my neck. Then he bit me. “ Oh.” I gasped, turning my head to look at him. He bit me, sucked on it and I cried out as I held him but it was sweet. I didn't understand the feeling but I loved it, it was bittersweet.

My mind screamed at me to resist, to fight the mate bond trying to pull me under, but the moment he pressed his lips fully to mine, my thoughts shattered like fragile glass. A spark ignited between us, raw and electric. My hands clenched at my sides, but the warmth of his touch spread through me like wildfire. He deepened the kiss, his arm sliding around my waist, pulling me against him. I gasped into his mouth, and that small sound seemed to undo him. His grip tightened as if he was afraid to let go. The kiss was supposed to be simple—a mere touch—but it turned into something deeper, something filled with all the pain, the anger, the loss that had buried itself between us.

Same one from my last life. "Babe, now that you're further along, the pup needs more nutrients. Drink this while it's hot. You've gotten so thin." I glanced at the mirror. Glowing, full-faced, obviously well-fed. Laughed under my breath. Not sure if it was his bad acting or the recycled lies that got me. Held out my hand, no hesitation. "Sure."