Novel & Cerita Bloody Lips

PROLOGUE The chaos was just starting to worsen. The SODAIR kingdom, led by the Human King, King Gaber was getting endless challenges from the Viper King, King Morton from BESHADONNA kingdom. These two kings have been fighting a battle that their forefathers fought. Trying to survive, no one dared to negotiate since it only meant surrender. The viper kingdom is known to take humans captive to their territory. They are so cunning and clever, with the use of their belladonna flowers, they tend to take humans astray, promising Utopia but then giving them endless pain and suffering from slavery.

She kept staring at it for a while and biting her lower lips. "Go on, do the same, lick my blood the way I licked yours. Can't you see my blood is wasting? A pregnant woman shouldn't be short of blood." Her best friend said with a straight face. Helen's lips quivered, she swallowed hard and bit her lips. She reluctantly lowered her face and brought out her tongue licking the blood a little, she squeezed her face in disgust and looked up, her eyes met with her best friend's eyes, she urged Helen to continue licking the blood. Reluctantly, Helen pulled her best friend's thumb to her mouth and licked the blood.

That was insanely impossible. Unknowingly my hand took out the dark brown liquid from a glass bottle and put the last two drops on my finger pad and walked back to her. Her eyes were closed and she looked in pain as I called her slowly. “Cass, have it, you will feel better for sometime,” She looked at my finger and I took it closer to her lips. Those two turned slightly lighter shade of natural beetroot color. The must attractive lips I have ever seen. Her body was lightening in color with the loss of energy. The hints of veins was slightly visible on her skin.

Give me just another half an hour; then she shall be screaming it over and over again. I take but a moment to admire her. She has small and thin lips; she is compact and ever so tight. There is nothing but a tiny strip that leads you to her most desirable part. Her lips are a lovely rose pink, and god, how surprisingly wet she is. Her sweet softness and the deep intensity of her wetness sends an undeniable ache to my throbbing erection that is dripping on the inside of my thigh.

Alexander's grip on his back tightened, his nails digging into Matthew's skin as he scratched the man drawing blood. Matthew hissed, capturing his lips once again and Alexander bit into his lower lip, he broke the soft skin and Mathew couldn't help himself as he bit into his lip, pulling blood as well, both men panted and groaned as they began to kiss the blood away, drawing more blood from the broken lips as they sucked onto them, grunting as they worked on matching each other thrust for thrust. Matthew bit down hard on his lip and rubbed his thumb in a circle across Alexander's throbbing hole, feeling how swollen it was with his cock nestled deeply inside, rubbing his sensitive tissues as

Her palm was surprisingly rough, not as soft and silky as he expected. His lips curled up.

Blood was oozing from his lips and his neck too. “You pretended to love me didn't you? you enjoyed kissing that girl right?" "Mia, I'm sorry" he said wiping his bloody lips.

At first, it was the shock of it which changed without warning to a painful burn converting such an intimate moment into a kiss of death. My hands touched my peppery, swollen crimson-red lips. They were so big, like I'd gotten liposuction and required healing. Stick them with a needle and they might pop like a balloon. My splotchy cheeks shriveled like a raisin. Shit! The sacred stone did not rectify the issues with our mate bond.

I bit my lip until blood welled up—hot, metallic, grounding. This time would be different.

“You must be very distress because of that man until your hair like this, I hope he didn’t do anything bad to you.” Mila laughed softly at that. “You don’t need to worry, I am fine. He didn’t do anything to me.” “Ah, your lipstick, we need to correct it. You must be bitting your lips before,” one of the servants said, as she came to her to help Mila to correct her lipstick. Mila said nothing about it, as she remembered very clearly what the caused of it, it was because Aaric had kissed her forcefully and so hard, until she thought her lips would split.