Bloody Kisses Cover Novels & Stories

"You're not well. Rest. The claiming can wait—" "No," he growled, capturing my wrists and pinning them above my head with his good hand. His lips crashed down on mine, brutal and demanding, tasting of salt and desperation. The kiss wasn't tender; it was a conquest, his tongue invading, claiming every inch. I gasped into it, my body betraying me as the bond ignited, heat pooling between my legs despite the revulsion in my mind. He broke away, trailing bites down my neck, reopening the mark with a sharp nip that drew blood. "You'll take me now. Every way. Prepare for tomorrow's show."

“Walking around half-naked in front of your uncle. Were you trying to make me —” “Yes.” It falls out of me like a confession in a dark room. “Yes. I wanted you to look. I wanted—” His mouth crashes onto mine. The kiss is violence. Teeth and tongue and his hand tightening on my throat until my vision spots at the edges. He bites my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood and I taste copper and moan into his mouth and his body slams me back against the folding table, knocking a stack of towels to the concrete floor. He pulls back. His lip has my lipgloss on it. His eyes are black.

he growled, grabbing her chin. Her lips parted in shock. “Dom” “No excuses,” he cut in, voice low, commanding. “Kiss me. Taste my blood. Show them you’re mine in this too.” Her chest rose and fell. The others watched, silence thick. Bella’s pulse hammered as Dom’s bloody mouth hovered closer. She whispered, “You’re insane.” “Say no, and I’ll bleed you myself,” he murmured. “Now shut up and kiss me.” Her resolve snapped. Their lips met—wet, metallic, filthy. His blood smeared across her tongue, bitter and hot. She gasped against his mouth, but he deepened it, biting her lip until she whimpered.

Blood smeared everywhere—across my chest from where he'd rubbed against me, on my thighs from his dripping wounds, even flecking our faces as he leaned down to kiss me again. Our mouths met in a bloody clash, tongues tangling, sharing the copper taste. “Harder,” I panted between kisses, my cock trapped between us, sliding in the mess of red and sweat. Fuck. He obliged, shifting his angle to hit that spot inside me, sparks exploding with every brutal thrust. His hand gripped my hip, nails breaking skin, while the other pressed to his thigh wound, squeezing to force more blood out—drenching us further, turning the fuck into a slippery, gore-soaked ritual.

he cuts me off by pressing his lips into mine. He kisses me hard and deep, his arms wrapping around my waist as he pulls me closer to him. His hands finds my zipper and he slowly zips down my jumpsuit. I pull back from the heated kiss. "We can't, we both covered in blood." I state. He shakes his head and gently caresses my face with his bloody thumb. "I want to make love to you in our enemies blood red." He whispered

Excitement, anger, and lust swirl in their depths. He lets out an animalistic growl, and his lips clash into mine in a harsh, punishing kiss. He nips at my lower lip, demanding entrance. I clench my teeth, denying him, but he persists. The taste of blood fills my mouth—my blood. I snap, biting his lip with equal force. The metallic taste of his blood fills my mouth.

Before she could protest he placed a hungry kiss on her lips, it was her first kiss so she didn’t know what to do she just stayed there like a statue, getting torture by his lips, and his tongue that was invading the territory of her mouth, forcing her tongue to surrendered in front of his dominance as he went on to explore every corner of her mouth, biting her lips in the process and drawing the blood from it to quench his thirst. The time he let her go, she was breathing heavily, her lips were swollen and she noticed the lips of Lorcan were covering with her blood which he had sucked and licked, “Alpha...what are--” She was cut in her mid-sentence when she heard him groaned and attacked he

With that he grabbed the back of her neck and slammed his lips on hers ravishing them painfully. A tear escaped from Luna's eyes when he kissed her like a beast biting and sucking her lips not caring about how sensitive they are. His biting was to the extent that her bottom lip started to bleed. He tasted blood but that wasn't enough to stop his devilish acts. Leaving her completely breathless from a rough beasty kiss. He slightly ripped her shirt revealing her slender shoulder and perfect collarbone. Seeing her revealed skin he groaned in satisfaction before slamming his lips on her shoulder kissing and sucking harder on it. Tears were kept on streaming down to her cheeks.

'Fuck. I pulled down his boxers and kissed his cock, rubbed it against my face and cheek, so soft. I looked up and he was smiling at me. I began to lick it, to make out with it. My mouth was very dry from the salt and I felt like I had a furred tongue. I put his whole cock in my mouth and aimed it toward the back of my throat, gagging, making some more saliva. He moaned and softly tousled my hair with his hands. He got a little firmer but not hard yet and so I had to hold it in my fist. I sucked and jerked gently, but he would not get fully hard. I began to lick his balls. I put them in my mouth. My chin rested on the place where his tail met his skin. The scales were slimy and hard at the s

It didn’t even bother him if he was a demon and a guy. The demon tilted his mask a little, revealing half of his face. Afterward, the demon leaned down, planting a kiss on Xurden’s lips. It was just a simple kiss, but the effect on Xurden was big. His body became hotter and his skin tingled in euphoria while his heart beat became louder. And there’s one thing that woke all his senses. The scent coming from the demon was the same as Yric.