Blessed Neck Tattoo Novels & Stories

It's a purple strapless double head vibrating dildo. I heard Hecate chuckle a little. "I miss seeing you blush my love." Hecate said, then crawled on top of me. Hecate captured my lips into a searing kiss. Then Hecate pulled herself up, kneeling between my parted thighs. I can see her beautiful slender body, my eyes roamed her body. Then as my eyes roamed her body, I can see a tattoo on her ribcage. A tattoo of my name. My name is spelled in Greek.

Gray groans against my neck and let his thumb rub circles on my already hard nipple. I forget the fact that there might be people around the house. But this feels too good to stop. I leave a trail of kisses down his neck as he continues to twist my nipple. I moan against his neck and kiss the line of tattoos on his neck. I pause when I see something familiar close to his shoulder bone. My name. He tattooed ny name on his neck. When did he get this? This doesn't look new. Gray pulls his face back to look at me.

Delicate stray curls hung over both sides of my oval face which made my long nose look sharper and beautiful. The halter necked jumpsuit that I wore was of a luxuriously soft fabric and hugged my curves perfectly. My tattoos were ingeniously hidden by the dress I wore and my neck mate-marks were hidden by a delicate, black band of ribbon which make my neck seem even longer. I opened the door as I finished admiring the boys’ work and saw all my mates and friends gape at me with widened eyes. “You look so fucking pretty, Stone,” Nyssa hissed.

My brows rises in confusion. “To wash you up,” her lips drag in a faint smile. What is it with her? Why is she acting so strange? Or is it something that runs in the household? She leads the way and I follow behind her. We get to the large bathroom, and her fingers push down her nightgown. It drops down her feet. She stands bare in front of me, giving me her back. There is a long Japanese snake tattoo behind her neck to her butt. The tattoo almost has the same details as the one found on Alpha Arkon, but the animals and representation differ.

Perfect to show off my tattoo. I traced my fingers down my bare neck, trailed it over the hollow of my chest, exposed and teasing. Tonight, I’m a tease. "I believe this will complete your look," Tamara’s voice whispered behind me, and before I could protest, she draped a necklace around my neck—a ruby pendant, heavy and suffocating, adorned the emptiness around my neck. She stepped back, eyes full of pride as she examined me in the mirror. "You look more fabulous than I imagined. You’ll have Johnny’s attention in no time, I’m sure."

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

she said, and I nodded slowly, her words striking a chord of truth. “When your mate bites your neck,” she began, her tone steady and explanatory, “it forges a connection—an unbreakable bond. That tattoo on your neck is a mark of that connection. It signifies that you are his, and he is yours. If he were to die…” She hesitated, her eyes softening, “it would vanish. It would fade away as if it had never existed.”

“Well then I’m going to get a big ass neck tattoo!” He immediately started choking on his bite of lobster and had to spit it into his napkin. “What?!” “Yeah. I was thinking of getting an owl right here,” I told him, touching the base of my neck. “The eyes would be right here, and the wings would go over my breasts. It would have a shackle around its leg with the ball being my belly button. What do you think? Pretty awesome, right?” He downed another glass of wine. “Y-yeah. Pretty awesome.”

The Moon Goddess had blessed me with the power because of which Samuel’s weight seemed like a feather to me now. I grabbed his arm and pushed him away. His animal whimpered as his head collided with a stone and his eyelids grew heavier. A silver hue radiated through my neck and everyone around us gazed at me in disbelief. For the first time, I saw a glimpse of fear in Samuel’s eyes. I had read the books of old in which whomever The Moon Goddess blessed during a duel would have a silver tattoo on their necks. Everyone’s gaze on my neck, including Samuel’s, told me that it was me and I was grateful to the Goddess.

My lips parted when he showed me a bright red paw tattoo on his forearm. “When did you get that?” I asked. He shook his head and shrugged. “What the hell?” Kade asked. Aiden exhaled deeply. “It’s called a Blessing. A mark of the goddess.” The pack and gathered guests murmured and gasped. “She gave one to both of us,” I commented. “She’s blessed your union. Your reign will be blessed.” Kade and I shared a sweet look. Aiden and Selma stood in front of us. Selma was less than pleased, but she faced me regardless.