Bite Novels & Stories

It leaned close until its dripping, putrid maw engulfed my vision. "We've been waiting for you," it gurgled, fetid spittle splattering across my ashen face as I screamed. ***

Turning back, I noticed Hayden still seated on the car hood, his gaze fixed on me. I rolled my eyes and gestured for him to join me. It took him a moment to rise, but he eventually slipped off his shoes, leaving them beside mine, before making his way toward me. Drawing closer, he wore a mischievous smirk, furrowing my brows in confusion. Upon entering the water, he stooped down, retrieving something and playfully tossing it into my hair. As I felt it move, I instantly recognized it as a sea cockroach. Letting out a scream, I swiftly plucked it from my hair and flung it onto his head. Chuckling, he calmly removed it, meeting my gaze.

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Minus “What the fuck is this?” I growled to Clutch. Cricket stared back, clearly irritated by my reaction. “Gee, Cricket, it’s nice to see you, too. Been a long time,” she said with the kind of sarcastic smile only she could pull off without looking cold. A smile that made me want to take her into one of the back rooms and chew her clothes off. I said nothing.

A small, discreet black remote in his hand. “Cassian… what’s that?” He smiled like sin. “You’re wearing a gift.” I swallowed. “You put something in me?” “Not in. On.” His voice lowered. “It’s sitting pretty against that aching little clit of yours.” I gasped. And then- Buzz. My back arched in the seat as the sudden vibration pulsed between my thighs. I slapped a hand over my mouth. He turned it off just as fast. His eyes flicked to me with a dangerous glint. “You don’t speak unless Daddy says. Understood?”

Right below his jaw. “What’s that?” I asked. He froze for a millisecond. Blinked. Then leaned back and laughed like I’d just asked if he’d joined the circus. “This?” He touched it casually. “Oh, you’re trippin’, baby. It’s nothing. I got bit by something yesterday—some kind of bug. It itched like hell, and I must’ve scratched it in my sleep. That’s probably why it looks like that.” Bug bite. Right. I stared at the mark. It was round, dark, and just slightly swollen. If I leaned in a little closer, I’d bet I’d see the outline of lips.

I sucked in a harsh, whistling breath through my teeth, clutching myself as I curled into a ball. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I barked. Fury flashed through me, hotter than the pain. I scrambled upright, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped beast. I looked down and felt a wave of nausea hit me. There were deep, angry teeth marks around the head of my cock. Blood was starting to bead up. I couldn't believe she had actually bitten me.

Two shallow bite marks, the fading digit right beneath it… I felt my stomach drop and my breath caught in my throat. It was a mate mark.

The smell crawled into his nose, triggering a hot throb at the base of his freshly bitten neck. Sora ripped off the oversized black blazer, throwing it to the floor with a movement of pure loathing. He walked to the sink, turned the tap, and let ice-cold water drench his shaking hands. In the cracked mirror above the paint table, the bite mark looked horrific. It was a deep reddish-purple, swollen, and pulsing in sync with his heartbeat. Vardan hadn't just bitten him, he had planted a claim that burned through his nerves.

“I knew you were still here!” said Bob smiling. “Yes, you know my ears are sensitive! So you're not afraid of me?" Emily asked. "You don't suck blood do you?" "No!" “Do you bite?” “Yeah, sometimes!” "Are you going to bite me?" "I do not think so! Unless you want to!" “Does it hurt?” asked Bob. "I do not think so! Maybe a little ticklish!” "Ticklish? I like it! Is your date offer still available?” Bob asked.