Bite Me Harder Novels & Stories

I hear it snap, feel the white-hot flare, and I laugh louder. I scramble up, blood dripping from my mouth, and launch myself at Wrath like a rabid dog. I don’t punch clean. I bite. Teeth sinking into the meat of his shoulder until I taste copper. He roars, grabs my hair, and smashes my face into the dirt. I come up grinning, teeth red.

“More… more… pleαse… fαster‚ bαby… hαrder!” I growled‚ slαmming into her hαrder‚ losing control‚ drowning in her. My mouth found her nipples αnd I bit down‚ mαking her yelp αnd cry out. Her body clenched αround me‚ αnd I felt her cum hαrd‚ screαming my nαme‚ legs shαking. But I wαsn’t done.

They will pay for this. “Look at this guys we have ourselves a woman who likes to play hard to get. Don’t worry sweet heart well try to take it easy on you if you behave for us”. The leather slaps against my ass again. This time rough and I yelp out a shrieking plea. I can feel fingers jamming inside my center roughly and it hurts like hell as they repeatedly hit a wall. I can taste blood in my mouth from biting my cheek so hard against the pain. I won’t give them the satisfaction of any noise. I continue trying to kick to no avail.

“Touch me like that on the road, then pretend you don’t already know who you belong to?” She moans—helpless and wrecked—but I don’t let up. I need her to know, need her to carry it in her bones long after I pull out of her. My teeth drag along her neck, and when I feel her tighten around me, I bite. Not soft, not careful. My canines sink into the skin just above the collarbone, hard enough to leave an angry mark that will outlast the bruises on her hips. She gasps, her body going still for a beat, then trembling violently as the wave hits her.

Meeting every slam. “Harder,” I managed. Voice broken. He gave it. Thrusts brutal now. Hand in my hair. Pulling my head back. Arching me. Exposing my throat. He bit down there. Teeth sinking in. Marking me. Pain bloomed sweet. I clenched around him hard. “Fuck yes,” he growled. “Squeeze me like that.” I did it again. On purpose. He cursed loud. Thrusts turning erratic. Desperate.

"Harder. Fuck me like you mean it. Like we might get caught any second." He snapped his hips faster skin slapping loud. Sweat dripped off his chest onto mine. "You feel so good. Greedy for it. Always acting tough out there but you open up so perfect for me." I scratched down his sides leaving red lines. "Mark me more. Bite my neck again. I want it dark." Kade latched onto my throat sucking and biting. "There. Big purple one. Everyone will see it and know." His hand wrapped around my cock stroking rough. "You close already?"

Weak. Useless. “Don’t—” My words cut off as he leaned slightly closer. Not touching. Just enough to make my breath hitch. “You’re shaking,” he murmured. His voice had softened. But it didn’t make things better. It made it worse. I shook my head quickly. “No… I’m not… you’re—” I reached up suddenly and bit him. Hard. My teeth sank into his arm without warning. It was the only thing I could think of.

"Yes, I'm desperate, I'm so desperate, please move, please—" He pulled out slow. Torture slow. Then slammed back in. I saw stars. He fucked me exactly like he promised. Not gentle. Rough and deep and punishing. Each thrust drove me up the mattress. Each thrust made me scream. He put his hand over my mouth and I bit his palm and he laughed—actually laughed—and fucked me harder. "That's it," he panted. "Bite me. Fight me. I don't care. You're mine now. You opened your legs for me and I'm not leaving until you're marked."

If anything the risk made him thrust harder. He leaned down biting my neck hard enough to draw blood this time. The mating bite. His teeth sank in claiming me properly as his hips kept pounding. Pleasure and pain exploded together pushing me straight over the edge. I came untouched shooting across both our chests while my hole clamped down like a vice around his cock.

“Hold me. And if it gets too painful, feel free to bite down.” I hiccuped. “You… want me to bite you?” “Why do you keep repeating everything I say?” “I’m not!” I shot at him, “It’s just, who in the their right senses would want to be bitten? That’s just… Barberic.” He tilted his head, “It might come as a shock to you, Sunshine. That some people actually enjoy getting bitten while they are being fucked senseless. ” “W-what?” “You heard me.”