Novel & Cerita Bite Me: A Love Story

I said, still a bit startled, "but where did that come from?" Adam gently rubbed his warm hands up and down my arms, a tender gesture that made the chill in the air fade slightly. "You were bitten," he replied, his voice low and soothing. I pulled back suddenly, my real annoyance flaring. "What?" "Let me finish," he said, taking a small step closer, his seriousness cutting through the tension. "The bite didn't break the skin... You got lucky." His gaze dropped, evading mine as if he were wrestling with the gravity of what he was saying.

The rain made the ground slippery, it would be so easy to fall and break something. She hurried closer. Her hand was already reaching for her phone that was no doubt drenched due to the rain. " Is he alright? I can...I can call for help...." The larger figure visibly tensed. Slowly, he turned to face her, and Maya froze under the weight of his gaze. His eyes—deep, dark red like fresh blood—locked onto hers. His face, a maze of countless tattoos, twisted into a snarl. Razor-sharp teeth gleamed in the dim light, still wet with crimson. She was certain something—flesh, perhaps—was wedged between them. On the ground, the other man had gone terrifyingly still. A gaping wound tore across his neck,

Then he bit me. I gasped, jerking instinctively, but the bite was deliberate, scorching, searing. Pain and heat tore through my shoulder, and I couldn’t breathe. It was intimate, possessive, claiming in a way I had only ever dreamed in nightmares and fantasies. My body arched toward the pain, the pleasure, the burn, unable to resist the ancient call. “I ” I tried to speak, but the words caught in my throat. And then he was gone. Just like that. Gone into the shadows before I could even scream, leaving me trembling, soaked, and utterly confused.

Only I can make you crumble. I wrap my arm around his lean waist and slam him on me. We groan in unison as his bulge rubs against thigh, because he’s also hard, my preppy. The line of his cock glides over my thigh, eliciting a shudder from him. “Love it when you’re hard for me, baby,” I whisper against his lips, then sink my teeth into the pillowy surface of the bottom one and bite. He grunts, the sound vibrating against my chest and rushing to my cock. “Shut…the fuck up.” I bite harder until the skin breaks, then I lick on the small droplets of blood, wiping it clean.

I can’t imagine ever being in this position with someone I don’t trust one hundred percent. “Shh,” he repeats and holds onto my breasts again, licking down my face to my neck, “I bet you’re delicious. I want to taste you.” It’s Henry’s wolf again. His presence makes me lose what’s left of my mind and I grind my hips back. “Make me come,” I beg, “I can’t take it anymore.” “You’re such a sexy little thing,” he growls, still licking me, “Wanna taste you.” “Taste me then. Do it,” I say like a dumbass. I didn’t know what he meant. Until I feel the worst pain of my entire fucking life… a bite. On my neck, “Ah! Ah! Fuck!”

And now, when he knew I wasn’t someone who would be paraded with insults, he wanted to make a pact. “No.” I deadpanned. A low grunt rumbled through his chest, his hand clutching mine tightly. Suddenly, a yelp left my mouth as his teeth came in contact with the column of my neck. He sank them deeper into my flesh, as if punishing me. He bit me. “Beckett—” Heat pooled between my legs as his lips replaced his teeth. His mouth moved along my neck, sucking and nipping. A low moan escaped my lips as his bulge brushed against my heated core.

I do. But she’s mine. And I know what she needs. So when I pulled her into my arms and felt her trembling with frustration and fire, I said the only thing I knew would snap her out of her spiral long enough to breathe again. “Do you wanna bite me?” She didn’t even blink. That pout deepened, those eyes narrowed, and her voice came out hot and bratty and full of venom. “Yes.” Then she bit me. Not playfully. Not softly. Not gently testing her strength like a shy little kitten. She leaned in, gripped my shoulder, and sank her teeth in like she was claiming blood.

VR assured her and again sniffled her body scent. She clapped her hands excitedly and VR just chuckled. Orni started uttering some poems like a little kid and continued her drawing. " I brought you here so that I can take revenge but I never thought that I would fall in love with you," VR whispered in Orni's ear who was still busy with chocolates and her colour pencils. *************************************** Niyati was lying on the bed and breathing heavily. She wasn't conscious nor unconscious. She was sweating though the AC was on. She wasn't aware of her surroundings and she was just clutching bedsheets tightly curling her toes.

I trail my lips along my cheek, licking it clean, then move down, my fingers grasping his cock as I bring it to my mouth. I suck him gently, savoring every drop, my lips sealing around him as I work him with slow, deliberate motions. When I finally pull away, I look up at him, my eyes dark with satisfaction, and I smile. "You always did love to leave your mark,” I said, touching the love bite he just gave me. He smiled at me. Before he could answer there was a huge bang on the door. The knock wasn’t polite this time. It was violent and disturbing.

As his lips ruled my neck, my body started to burn and my strength began to waver. Am I thinking correctly? Are they really true? Why do I have to? "You're sweet..." My eyes were getting blurry. I can no longer see his face. I tried to slap him, but the last thing I saw was his lips with traces of my blood. "You're a vampire..."