Crook Of Your Neck Novels & Stories

I sunk my canines deep into the sensitive flesh of his neck. Metallic blood flooded into my mouth as Hodges tried to throw me off. Frantically Hodges spun, but I held on for dear life. My teeth sunk deeper and deeper into the back of his neck with every movement. Hodges’s breathing was becoming labored; the idiot was wearing himself out. I extended my claws, digging them into his back as I dropped his neck. I dragged my claw from Hodges’ back to his tail. Hodges was staggering from the pain; he stumbled towards the edge of the stream. He slipped on a rock, his chin hit with a loud thud. I walked over the top of him, yanking him to shore by the scruff of his neck.

I could feel the bulge he was spotting in his black ripped jeans and one purpose just to get a rise out of him I rubber her ass against it and I heard let out a small groan. His hand tightened around me and he placed his face into the crooked part of my neck. “you smell soo goood” he groans into my neck, I jumped when I felt the tip of his tongue lick my neck. I swallowed as I looked at him, he was staring at me as he was placing small kisses on my neck. " and you taste even better as well" he whispers into my neck.

The pale glow casts upon the person's features. I gasp. The dagger falls to the streamlet with a small splash. It can't be. Its not possible. The angular, sharp edges. The tiny copper curls. The lean built. The tall frame. I don't hold back the cry. Cirok.

Carol groaned, placing harder kisses into the crook of my neck, then he turned my head to meet his gaze and took my lips In a soft, slow kiss. Relax, I reminded myself.

My cries muffled against the crook of his neck as his cock swelled inside me, locking us together as he released his hot seeds into me. The Knot. "Now you can't get away from me, even if you wanted to... Mother of my pups."

Although not enough to get drunk. Sam happened to come across the picture. His facial expression ultimately changed from the drab mien it had only been about a second ago. Vertical wrinkles appeared between his eyebrows which lowered and pulled together. His eyelids squinted. His jaws clenched. And he felt absolutely dumb that all of this was happening, but he couldn't help it.

The figure's hands came up and wrapped around the man's head. There was a sharp crack that echoed through the clearing. The man's neck twisted at an unnatural angle. Then his body fell to the floor.

Brooklyn- I expected him to attack straight out, but what he did instead surprised me. Kneeling to one knee, with one arm positioned on the knee he had up, the other crossed over his chest with his hand balled into a fist. He tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck. I didn’t know what to do.

his face was now in the crooks of my neck gliding his nose along it. “Maybe you need to be punished” his voice rumbled on my neck. I involuntarily tilted my neck to the side, giving him more space. His tongue darted out licking straight at a particular spot. I bit my tongue to hold back the moan that was trying to leave my lips. Wetness pulled between my legs and I heard another growl from him. “What do you say, little human?” He was now placing feather-light kisses along my neck. My eyes rolled back and a moan left my lips.

Gripping the back of my neck, he turned my head to the side, and I watched in horror as his canines elongated, stretching past his bottom lip just a single second before he sank them, deep, into my neck. Marking me as his.