Hickey Bite Marks Novels & Stories

Brittney whispered, clutching her water bottle. “Trouble,” someone murmured back, awestruck. “He’s hot as sin,” said a girl near the front. “Like, look at that jawline. And the scars? God.” “Those aren’t scars,” another one corrected. “They’re hickeys. Bruises.” “Who even gets hickeys like that in real life?” Avery asked with a scoff, though her voice held more thirst than judgment. “Someone who f*cks,” Brittney said bluntly.

He asked breathlessly as I smiled, I wasn't quite sure it was necessary to let him know, that would only raise questions that I might not like to answer. "Nothing happened to me, I went to see my son and he couldn't let me go" I lied as a smile spread on his lips. "Hmm… More like, his dad couldn't let you leave! I see the love bite" he uttered giving me a cocky wink, I was totally confused. "Love bite?" I furrowed my brow as he nudged me gently. "Hickey! It's so big and clear on the left side of your neck. I bet you both had a good time" he smiled as I curiously turned to the mirror on the wall above the hand drier, Jae was right. It was so bold that anyone could see it.

I wrapped my hands around her waist, pulling her snug against me as I kissed her. “Is this really what you want?” She whispered. “Yes.” A grin flashed across her face as she brushed my wet hair away from my neck. Pushing me back so that I had no choice but to sit on the toilet, she straddled my lap and began licking and sucking my marking spot. Pleasure washed over me; the pain of my injury forgotten. Stars exploded before me as her teeth sank into the junction between my neck and shoulder. Honi pressed forward, jerking Rory’s mouth from my neck in order to expose hers to us. She whimpered and moaned as I marked her, her body grinding against my own.

Eyes that were tired but soft in a specific way that had nothing to do with sleep. I looked at Lyra and she looked back at me and we both did that instant assessment that packmates do without meaning to. Then I saw it. Just above the collar of her shirt, on the left side of her neck. A mark. Dark and deliberate. Not a fighting bruise. Not a fall injury. A hickey. A very obvious, very Maya-shaped hickey.

Hayley's legs were spread apart, and her inner thighs had mark, red marks made by Jayden's mouth accompanied by the red finger prints. Other than that, her neck and her stomach, her chest all of them were covered with red hickies and her shoulder had bite marks. Jayden had lost control, and he seemed like he was going to fuck her to death. Hayley felt like she was going to loose her mind because how good it felt and how she wanted this to go on, but she was tired and she could no longer cum.

His teeth had been there not even an hour ago, sharp and deliberate, sinking until I whimpered. It didn’t just bruise. It branded my skin, swollen and red like he’d wanted the whole world to see I belonged to him. Kai caught it too, her mouth twitching into a knowing smirk, while Hannah leaned back and let her fingers play lazily with the pendant on her chest. “Who did you fuck?” she asked bluntly, her tone calm but amused. “Because that mark is fresh, like he wanted to bite through you.” “I don't need to have sex with someone before getting a hickey,” I defended weakly. I tried not to cringe at my own words, the excuse sounding stupid and horrible even to my own ears.

He backed me against the nearest wall before I could draw a full breath. There were no words or warning before his mouth sealed over the side of my neck, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh just below my ear. The bite was sharp, sudden, a bright pain that bloomed into molten heat that shot straight between my legs. I gasped, my hands flying to his shoulders, my nails digging in deep enough to draw twin red crescents. He groaned against my skin, the sound vibrating through me like a second heartbeat. “I’m marking you because I want everyone to see the hickey,” he rasped in a voice that sounded like gravel dragged over silk. “I want everyone to look at this and know your stepbrother marked y

she searched my eyes willing me to believe her but, I was still in shock. “Believe me, Kim. You know I will never lie to you. Okay look at this” she pushed her round-necked swead down to show me bites scattered all around her neck. I tipped back in fright. The fuck was that? I know lovers leave Hickey's but that was some deep ass Hickey's. They looked more like a tooth engraved in an unpeeled orange. “Cassandra, you have to leave him. That guy is not good for you. He's a lunatic. He is feeding you with those bullshits to take advantage of you” I careened out hurriedly, fright still written all over my face.

I trailed off and grinder my thumb into that spot even more, just to hear a choked moan skipped past her lips, before u decided to continue. “Witt my mark right here where everyone could see it, and know who gave it to you automatically.” I continued to murmur in a low voice, just as I lowered my lips towards her throat and decided to suck over where I had placed a mark in, some moments ago, and a choked moan slid past her mouth as soon as I started to sink my teeth into the sensitive patch of skin. I lifted my head up and started down at her throat, and the hickey was so big and red, I was sure it was going to bruise up really intensely tomorrow morning. I loosened my hand out from her hair

Knitting my eyebrows together, I stared at the red marks on my neck. There was no mistaking them. Hickey's. Thinking maybe the light in the bedroom was deceiving me, I went into the bathroom; the light there was very much brighter than the one in the bedroom, there I would see what exactly was in my neck. I gasped as I took a closer look at my neck; indeed, there were different hickeys on my neck, still looking fresh. Not just that there are some bite marks on my shoulders and scratch marks all over my body.