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The taste of blood mixed between us, but he didn’t stop. Then, in a blur of movement, he pushed me onto the bed without breaking the kiss. His body hovered over me, caging me in as his lips continued their relentless assault. He sucked and bit, as if trying to consume me, to take every ounce of resistance i had left. His tongue invaded my mouth, exploring, conquering, not leaving a single inch untouched. Tears pricked at my eyes, my hands weakly pressing against his chest in a silent plea for him to stop. But Damien—or rather, Zyros—had no intention of stopping.

Blake gently kissed her again "that's how love goes goregous girl." Mackayla gently placed her thumb on his lips and traced them "you have gloss all over your lips." Blake nipped her thumb then sucked it in his mouth tasting sweet and tangy blood then running his tongue over the wound. Mackayla moaned as she stared at him her eyes glazed with passion. "Blake please" Mackayla whimpered. "Soon goregous" Blake growled his shaft jerking at the plea in her voice. Wow damn dude you deserve a fucking medal for walking away from that. Your body is seriously pissed.

"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.

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

Brushing away the lingering red at the corner of her eye. "Don't cry over garbage like this." His voice came out rough. Raw. "I won't allow it." The moment the words left his mouth— His hand moved behind her head. Five fingers tightened. Locked. Then he pulled her forward and kissed her. Hard. Brutal. His fangs knocked against her lips. The metallic taste of blood mixed with concentrated Zero-Toxin flooded the space between them. He stepped closer. Pressed forward. His powerful thigh forced itself between her legs, driving her backward.

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

He groaned as he gripped my ass. I licked a nipple and lightly bit it before I made my way to his mouth and kissed him. He took me hungrily and roughly kissed me. He bit my lip harshly and began to suck my blood. I bit his in turn and we sucked from each other. It was a deliciously bloody kiss. I was bent over Travis, and I felt Luis prod at my pussy before slamming in. I gasped in Travis’ mouth, and he took the opportunity to suck on my tongue sensually. I’d never experienced a kiss like his. He kissed me like he was fucking my mouth. “Baby, you taste so good.” He groaned.