Hickey Bite Marks Novels & Stories

My heart raced, feeling like it was about to leap out of my chest. “Relax,” he gently placed both of his hands on the side of my shoulders, trying to comfort me. “We need to make this believable enough for him to think we are dating.” “Then do it!” I closed my eyes and clenched my fists, trying not to think of having another man's mouth on my neck. He was quick, licking before he bit down hard, enough to make a scar. It was over in minutes, something I was grateful for. As he stepped back, I touched the part of my neck he placed a Hickey on, feeling odd About having another man's mouth on me.

but suddenly his expression changed when his eyes got stuck on my neck, "What is this? What is this mark kitten? Is this a freaking hicky ?! " Crap! he saw those bite marks which Xavier left on my skin . The marks were so deep and hard that it took two whole day to lighten up but still are very much visible . What should I do now? What can I say to Rayle? "Umm ... it - it's not hickey Ry it's just... J-Just -" "Just what Kitten ? " Rayle asked in suspicious tone and I was literally freaking out...

I swiped open the camera of my phone to look at my neck and if it was going to bruise. Almost like I predicted there was a nasty purple bruise that wrapped around my neck from last night. I wasn't mad at it honestly. If this was two months ago, maybe I would have been freaked out. But between the Hickey on my neck, the big bruise in the centre of my ribcage from where he bit me last night, the slight red bruise on my hip from where he gripped my waist last night, I was a walking collection of bruises. When are you coming back- El.

I said, searching her eyes for some sort of acknowledgedment. "Okay?" I asked and she nodded. Holding her soft neck, I placed my lips on the hickey that laid there from our actions the previous night. Swiping my tongue over it, I summoned my fangs and bit her lightly with two of my teeth. Blood escaped from her punctured vein, and I swiped my tongue across it again, sucking the blood. I kept my seal on her. I marked her. "Mine!" I whispered into her ears as she groaned, closing her eyes due to the sensation of what I did to her.

"They're not your friends?" "Don't get in the way if you want to live." The man pulled me violently and with his great strength I ended up on the right side behind him in a place where the monsters couldn't reach me. Three more tried to rush us, but they didn't do anything the way the crazy man kicked. If his behavior wasn't bad I might have applauded him. I thought he was winning consecutively, but my eyes widened when he bit his shoulder. I heard him scream in pain.

"Elle...." I swallowed. Oh shit. "Give Aiden a hickey. The biggest one ever." He smirked at me and then reached Fay. Fay grinned down at the crawling boy before making kissing sounds at him. "Now, Elle!" Reggie ordered me with a smirk on his face. I looked at Aiden, who looked at the whole scene with interest. "What's a hickey?" He whispered asked me. Rolling my eyes, I turned around to him. My whole body lifted over him and I straddled him close. He still had his hands behind him and looked shocked by my display. I shifted my whole body closer to his and lifted my finger to his neck. "A hickey is a dark mark caused by suction. My suction. On your neck. It's a sort of claim, really. You'll h

He pulled out before slamming hard once more into my wet walls, which clenched onto him because they wanted him, needed him. "No one gets to fuck you." "No one." I breathed into his lips. "No one will." I promised him. His fingers dug into my waist, pinching it slightly before he dug his teeth into my neck, biting me gently, and I knew it was him marking me, but why was he doing that when there would be no one to see that? Why leave me a hickey when there wouldn't be a need for it? "Arrghhh," I screamed. "Fuck." I arched into his cock while he did the same.

Even though I knew I’d bitten her on the right side of her neck. “What’s wrong?” she asked. “Um…nothing.” “Should I leave my hair down or something?” she asked, confused. “No, there’s no mark.” “Seriously?” she asked. I nodded. “Is there supposed to be?” I actually didn’t know. It’d been so long since I drank from a human, and I never stopped to look at the marks on the animals I drank from. “I don’t remember,” I told her. “Oh well,” she said, shrugging. “I’m hungry.”

I spun around to find him standing there with his backpack, staring at my neck with confusion and something that looked like… hurt. Lalissa leaned in and whispered loud enough for me to hear, "Hickey." Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. That dickhead. No wonder Dylan didn't say anything about Kenzie last night. He was too busy kissing and biting my neck. Too busy marking me as his. And he didn't tell me he'd left love bites there. He'd fucking marked me as his for everyone to see. What was I going to say now? How could I explain away obvious hickeys when I'd supposedly been home alone doing homework?

"Are you hurt?..." He checked her neck where lucifer had assaulted her. He expected blue and purple marks as he saw how lucifer was biting her but she didn't had any. They were very light, he traced his fingers on it and noticed that these were also fading. He checked her other side and the hickey's they gave her this morning vanished too, she healed on her own.