Dog Scratching Until Bleeding Novels & Stories

She eyed me carefully, watching each of my movements with precision. My limbs ached as the cold slowed me down. I charged at her, trying to sink my teeth into her neck. She shook me off as I snapped my jaws, missing my mark by inches. I tried again. This time I nipped her ear as she growled, her own teeth biting down on my leg as I whined. Her teeth were like blades biting into my flesh. I sunk my teeth into her neck, pressing down hard until I could taste the blood past her fur. She eventually released my leg as I hobbled before kicking her in the face with my back legs.

There’s one door that is shut, that door leads up to the bedroom. "This is my home, there's only one bedroom so ma'am you take my bedroom and Suki and I will stay in the living room." He picks up the small dog which is circling around his leg. "It's cute." She says looking at the dog. "Yeah she's Suki, she's a great companion." He says kissing the dog. She smiles and slowly sits on the couch holding her head. There is a hammering pain in her head, maybe it is because of all the stress and crying. "Do you have a headache?" He puts the dog down. "No um.. yeah a little bit." She looks up at him. "Okay you sit here I will be back." He walks away and disappears in the kitchen area.

My tail was wagging like hell again. So excited!! So excited!!! Devour!! Devour!! Devour!! I could hear the dark voice in my head yelling for blood. I closed my eyes listening, the rush of padded feet against the ground, heavy and steady. Sure. When I was positive he was close enough yet not too far, I lowered my neck knowing he'd be forced to keep going before tackling him, swinging my entire body around and clinging to his hind part biting down just behind his neck. He runs around like that, heading for a tree, while I dig my teeth and claws further into him, tearing at fur and flesh. Ragna collides with a tree, twisting and turning before slamming the side I was attached to, roughly again

Ella was now screaming for us to stop neither of us were willing to let go. Caleb bit down harder and I could hear my bones begin to crack beneath the pressure of his jaw and I dug my claws deeper into his skin leaving a huge gash that was now pouring out blood. My paws were now stained in his blood and his fur became slick. Both of us were willing to die at this very moment to fight for the girl we love.

I growled not in pain but out of disgust, rolling over on the ground I got her off over me when a rogue attacked me making me roll over again with him landing over me. He sneered baring his dirty teeth at me, using my front paws I pushed him against the chest, kicking him off of me effectively. And, getting up on my all fours I sneered lunging back upon him, not willing to let him even get back on his all fours. Grabbing his neck, I dragged him as another rogue lunged upon my back with him sinking his teeth in my shoulder.

Dakota purred, her fingers tracing along his collar. Jake scoffed. "She's probably busy scrubbing the floor right now. After all, she knows there's a tiny 0.01% increase waiting." Soon, the stillness of the night was broken by the sound of tearing fabric and moans. With a deep breath, I flung the tent flap open. Moonlight spilled in, revealing two bodies entwined. Dakota had a leather collar around her neck, with her black stockings partially rolled down. All the while, Jake kept his hand clamped around her waist.

When I look down, I see black paws instead of feet. Skye walks over to Adam, growling. He tries to back up, but she keeps going. When he looks like he's ready to run, she bites his ankle and pulls him to the ground. Adam screams as Skye jumps on him. She rips his penis off with her teeth and tosses it aside.

"Not enough! Not even close! I WANT MORE BLOOD!" Her paws slammed into the ground, dirt and leaves flying up in a storm around us. She threw her head back and let out a long, furious howl that made the trees tremble. Then, without warning, she lunged forward again, her teeth bared as she went for another tree. This time, she didn’t just break it—she shredded it. The bark tore apart under her claws, the wood splintering into tiny pieces as she dug in, ripping and tearing like she was still fighting someone. "Fiona, LISTEN TO ME! You’re going to get us KILLED if you don’t STOP!" I screamed, pushing with everything I had.

His wolf was black, not bigger than mine, but in his eyes I could see a strange light, which I really didn’t like. He jumped on me again, without hesitation, and I wrestled him on the ground. He was coming at me like some rabid dog, and even though I managed to avoid getting seriously injured, I felt his claws breaking my skin here and there. Then it ended, just as suddenly as it started. I turned my head and was just in time to see Duncan rip him open. “You okay?” he hurried to me, blood still dripping from his wolf’s muzzle. “Just scratches,” I stood, and let him sniff around me to see that I really was okay. “Rosie?”