Bloody Lips Novels & Stories

His thin crooked IV nose stood in the middle atop his wide sensual lips, and what colour is that she is seeing? His lower full lip is pinker than hers even with it's dryness. Maybe when saturated, it probably is going to yaw bubblegum pink when done. Moving down to his narrow jaw, making her lick her lips in process. The sides of his face to his jaw made a cool scruff of hairs, making her fingers tingle. What on earth happened to this man? Did he take his time to create himself or is he just too special?

"Hurry, hurry! I want mine done too!" "Don't rush—there's plenty of time. We'll go one by one," I said, stepping toward the Scarlet Vampire. She didn't look entirely bare-faced. "Have you already put on lipstick?" I asked, frowning at her dark red lips. "This is such a dark shade. What color did you use?" The Scarlet Vampire blinked, looking slightly lost. "Maybe type A blood?" I froze for a moment. She quickly realized what I meant and added, "Sorry, I had some blood earlier and didn't wipe it off."

Brandon deliberately asked that to test Belinda’s answer. Belinda tried to suppress her nausea with a forced smile. "It's still delicious, I think. Is it not quite right for you?" Brandon nodded. “Maybe my tongue is too sensitive.” His eyes focused on the unusual color of her lips before him. “Speaking of which, it’s unusual for you to wear lipstick that isn’t too thick.” "Even though I'm wearing lipstick like usual, are my lips not red enough this time?" “More likely, I think you're pale.”

Hell, I want to bite that damn lip. He licks his lips, and it’s like a shot of adrenaline straight to my veins. Fuck! I lean forward, brushing my lips over his, feeling the warmth of his breath mix with mine. I let my tongue graze his bottom lip before gently nipping at it, causing Max to groan softly into my mouth. The sound sends a shiver down my spine, and I instinctively pull him closer, his body presses against mine, firm and demanding, and I can feel his massive bulge hard against my stomach. My own cock stiffens instantly, betraying any resolve I might have had.

I've seen different men but he is different, actually everything about him is different. Those lips are soo soft and moist with the color of light pink . He got some beautiful full lips. Those lips with the mustache around them a little with his strong jaw line is like divine. I wonder how his lips feel on mine. I mentally scold myself that I don't want to feel or talk about his lips again. But when is around me I'm completely forgetting for what purpose I'm in, and what I'm about to do..!

He traced his thumb to my lower lip and i hissed in sudden pain and closed my eyes when he touched my cuted lower lip. His eyes turned to red due to anger. He clenched his jaw and fuming in anger. I put my hand on his face to calm him. He closed his eyes and take a deep breath. After that he took a cotton and dabbed in a sprit. He dab the cotton carefully on my lower lip. I fisted my hand tightly due its burning sensation.

Hіѕ lірѕ аrе ѕо rеd and luѕсіоuѕ аnd bеаutіfullу fоrmеd. Thеу’rе lips thаt are meant to be kіѕѕеd. Thеу’rе ѕо plump, аnd thе urge to rеасh out аnd рut my finger оn thе bоttоm оnе is оvеrwhеlmіng.

My cheeks tinted red at the look he gave me, his eyes were widened and his lips were slightly parted. "Uh, um, so, let me see if the bleeding stopped." I stammered, quickly standing up and taking a few steps back to look at him. I took a closer look and his lips were no longer bleeding, but it was bruised and swollen. I grabbed the ointment and squeezed a small amount of it on my thumb. "Look up." I said and his gaze met mine, I applied the ointment and I saw him winced as he felt the burning sensation. His lips were so soft. Inviting…

With his other hand, he wiped the alluring red blood from the corner of his lips and applied it to my lips as if it was some kind of lipstick. I should feel cringe to have someone’s blood applied on my lips as a branded lipstick, anyone would feel disgusted but I was getting desperate to taste his blood. To know if he has the same blood as me or if it was the pure poison that could kill anyone. I wanted to know if his blood could kill me in the same way he kills me every day if I taste it. Will I get a slow- tormenting death that could pierce every part of my body in every possible fucking way that exists to kill someone or will it be an instant, painless death. A death in which I won’t have

A trickle of blood dripped down his neck from his ear. Our eyes were locked on one another, and I was unable to stop myself from licking the droplets of blood that coloured my lips. His eyes shimmered a dazzling gold as they dipped to my lips…