Blessed Neck Tattoo Novels & Stories

As she walked up to us, she pulled her long dark hair that was dyed Pink at the ends over one shoulder, exposing a tattoo in the crook of her neck next to her collarbone. “Whoa, Danika, you got a new tattoo! That looks cool!” I exclaimed, grabbing her by the shoulders to look closer as she sat next to us in the circle. It was a small tribal piece that almost looked like a shield. It was black but had a shine to it when the light hit it.

One thing that immediately caught her attention was the burnt Alpha Mark tattoo on Usher's neck! *

he asked her suddenly but in a low whisper. Hearing his answer, she looked at him. This time his wide, muscular and tattooed chest could not escape from her sight. Various tattoos were made on his chest and as she had once seen in the corner of his neck, it was a kind of horrible but bold tattoo laid on his neck. Actually it was a tattoo of a phoenix bird that started with his muscle but the texture of its long wings was reaching his neck. And at that moment also, she had only seen the wings of that bird because his body was covered with his shirt.

This was the number of people that Keagan could gather in such a short time. However, Nessa had never seen all of these people. “No.” She shook her head and then described the other men that she saw. “…he was bulkier and had a tattoo on his neck.” “A tattoo?” Keagan raised his brows. It was almost impossible to tattoo a shifter due to their healing ability; most of the tattoos wouldn’t last for long. “I don’t know what kind of tattoo, but I am sure his neck was inked.” Keagan nodded and then patted her head. “Good job for recognizing the details.” He then made another phone call to his beta and told him about the tattoo.

His lips touching my skin like if he doesn’t kiss me his life will end. The bite sent my body shaking unable to hold in all the pleasure. I still feel it when I think about it. My new tattoo is everything I wanted it to be. “N” covered in fur with Blue Moon behind it. A “V” covered in fur with a Blue Moon behind it is being added to Nathan’s collarbone. “Everyone is going to wonder why a V and not a T,” I tease him. “You are getting my common name on you.”

Irresistible. He wore simple black shorts. No shirt covered his upper body. His muscular chest was fully exposed. Defined abs stretched down his torso. His body looked strong and masculine. A tattoo covered part of his shoulder and extended toward his chest. It looked ancient. Like a symbol of authority. Around his neck rested a luxurious customized necklace. Its design was unique. Beautiful. Elegant. I recognized it immediately. Only one person in the world could own such a necklace. It was specially created by the most famous designers in the world. A masterpiece worth nearly one million dollars.

“I bet I could draw blood.” Valentine chuckles deeply, the sound doing things to my core, making my thighs flex and my heart pulse. The draw to him and the effect he has on me is so much Stronger today. “You can try all you want. Bite away, babe. I’ll never complain about your mouth on me,” he smirks, making me blush. “Ben has a friend that got her mate’s lips tattooed on her neck. Want to do that?” “I’m just going to tattoo my name on your forehead,” I grumbled.

The tattoo were different for every rank and as he was the next in line, his tattoo was just like his father. "Yeah, I have it." He admitted while Summer smiled. "Where?" "Here." He pulled his collar down showing the a round shaped tattoo on his neck. Summer lifted her hand and poked the tattoo on his neck. "Wow..." She was fascinated by the beautiful tattoo on his neck. "You are so brave." Summer removed her finger from Ginga's neck. Both stared at each other before Summer turned and started walking again while Ginga pressed his lips together. No matter what but he could tell her about his feelings. But now he did not have to hide his identity anymore. May be one day he will confess to her

He's shirtless, looking so hot with the dark tattoos and thick muscles as he licked his wet lips. His nose stud stood s*xily on his nose. Of all the tattoos on his body, the most significant one is one of a large snake, sitting on his chest with the stem of a poisonous flower in it's widely open mouth. He looked down at Jezebel who's still lying in bed, waiting for the next shit, then he began unbolting his belt, ready to pull out his meat. Jezebel smiled largely, ready to have him hard again. She's the gang b**ch, the only lady who never gets tired of the boss's d**k.