Hickey Bite Marks Novels & Stories

"Obviously, yes." "We already ate breakfast." "I'm cooking for myself and Hames, I have no business with you two." "Speaking of Hames, is he the reason for these beautiful marks?" Nikita pointed at an hikey between my shoulder and neck. I quickly shook my head. "No, I… it's nothing." I stuttered. "That's obviously a hickey." Nikita commented. "So what?" I scoffed, preparing what I needed for the food. "It means nothing, now shut up."

The bite mark on her neck still looks as fresh as when it was bitten, and I want to break something, preferably on Nester’s head. Olivia comes fully into the room, her blonde hair swaying behind her. The almost transparent nightgown she’s wearing does wonders for my imagination. My cock can’t help rising. Fuck. I came to check if she was okay, not try and dick her down. She shuts the door behind her. “I’m fine, Hunter.” Her shaky breath and haunted eyes don’t tell me she’s fine. And that damn bond bite on her neck clearly shows she isn’t fine. I come closer carefully, brushing my fingers over the wound. I grimace. “Did the bond happen?”

He licked his lips as he stared at me. "I am going to mark you as mine"Jordan said before nibbling on my neck. His tongue was really so skilled. He nibbled, kissed and began sucking on to it. Then I felt a bite which made me wince at first but it was immedately replaced with pleasure and I couldn't help but moan out. Was this what a hickey was? Jordan kept on kissing over the mark he gave me before switching to other sides of my neck. His one hand then dipped into the water, finding it's way in between my thighs as he kept on sucking on my neck.

"Honey, why are you home so early today?" I wrapped an arm around her waist and mumbled, "I missed you… It's been so long since we've spent any time together." I began kissing her neck, but instead of responding, she squirmed away, claiming it tickled. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I caught it—a faint reddish mark on the back of her neck. I froze, as if struck by lightning, my mind racing back to what I'd just glimpsed. I knew better than anyone that that mark could only be a hickey.

Brutal, deep cut canine bites that left him bleeding in places. Derrick looked all over him and saw that the bite marks were not just on his thighs, they were all over him. Rolph would be pissed. "Who did this?" He asked with a strained voice as he turned to HD who was standing by the side with Lobo as his guard. Following HD's glance, Derrick's eyes landed on Ice. He was also on a bed with his upper torso naked. The tip end of José's pin sword was protruding from his left side. The guy had buried the whole pin into Ice till only the tip was remaining. HD had tried to wrap him up without removing the pin.

“Since when did I became your property?” “Since I marked you.” He pulled me closer by the waist. “Do you think it was just an ordinary hickey?” His hand slowly trailed from my waist to my arm then my shoulder and stopped on my neck without leaving my eyes. He stroked the spot where he marked me and inclined forward. “It was a reaper’s love bite,” he whispered and gently bit my ear. A tingling sensation trickled down my body up to my clit. “And I’ll continue to mark you.” He grabbed my nape and his cotton soft and silky smooth warm lips landed on the same spot, licking, nipping, and sucking it.

, she says, in a velvety voice. I push the chair away with my foot, unable to contain myself. Still seated, in a flash, I pull her robe, bringing her closer. I take the glass from her hand and place it on the table, noticing her breathing intensify. I slip my hands inside the fabric, feeling her warm skin as I run my fingertips up, running along her body, squeezing tightly in the process. I notice her body shivering, and I appreciate her white skin up close, brushing my nose against her belly, smelling her soft scent. I can't help but feel the sudden urge to bite her again, leaving another mark on her body. I grab her belly without mercy, sinking my teeth and pulling, knowing the risks and t

What is new is the hickeys on their marking spots. “I’ll be right back,” I growl at Helena and Talek. I grab my phone and step outside, calling the number Alpha Stellan gave me yesterday. “What?” “You didn’t mention that they are mates,” I growl. No wonder Yorick isn’t interested in me. “What happened,” he growls. “They aren’t marked, but they are wearing hickeys on their mate marks. It’s obvious that they are claiming each other. You left out that vital piece of information,” I snarl.

He sucked the skin into his mouth, his tongue swirling against her in a slow, agonizing circle before he applied a crushing, rhythmic pressure. Aria’s head fell back against the wall, a small, broken whine escaping her lips. It wasn't a kiss; it was an extraction. She felt the blood rushing to the surface, the sting of the bruise forming under the heat of his mouth. It was a hickey—vivid, dark, and impossible to explain as an accident. He pulled back, looking at the mark with a cold, terrifying satisfaction. The bruise was already turning a deep, angry red against her porcelain skin.

His eyes were flickering between black and violet. “There, everyone will know that you're mine." He smirked at seeing me so dazed. He released my hands but his other hand still held my waist. " What?” My voice came out breathless, my head still felt cloudy. “I gave you a hickey." At my confused face, he elaborated, " a love bite.” My face still remained blank, it was times like this that made me remember that I had a lot to catch up on. He took a picture of my neck and showed it to me. There was a huge purple mark on my neck, almost like a bruise.