Humans Can Lick Too Story Novels & Stories

I said tightly with a nod. "No freaking way. That’s insane!" She blinked rapidly. "Did they know I was human?" "Yes. Werewolves rely on heightened sense of smell. We can tell the difference instantly." "Thank God they didn’t eat me!" She said horrified. I laughed despite the situation. "We don’t eat humans." "Do you kill them?" she asked next. "Not really," I said carefully. "What does that mean?" she pressed. "We just lick them for a taste," I teased. She scrunched her nose, clearly imagining something. The faint scent of arousal hit me. What kind of licking is she thinking about now? I raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, did you hear that? He wants to lick us!” “Oh, I hope he does!” “I know I’d feel so … delicious!” “He can’t lick all of us. He’d have to choose.” “Yes he would. I’m not sharing him with all of you.” Samlael’s lips twitch. The man is stoic, I’ll give him that.

" He chuckled, extending his hand to wrap the milk, but she grabs his hand and stops him. Both look at each other. She stands on her toes, clutching his hair in her fist. His eyes widened as she sucked his lips while licking milk from his lips. Omg! He is so tasty! Lilly always wanted to taste him, and now, finally, she can. She licks his lower lips twice before breaking the kiss and looking into his eyes. Both look into each other's eyes. His heart beats faster; she can hear its pounding. Suddenly, there is the sound of something falling ahead, which grabs both of their attention.

“Don’t look at me like that! I’m a human! We are biologically different from you merpeople, you imbecile. F*ck off!” I became very furious because of the way he looked at me and because of the position he had put me in. I shouted at him until my face became red. I tried to extend my hand out to cover up my exposed sensitive spot, but I couldn’t gather any energy in my arm while in that position. Dicken leaned down and started licking at my wounded knee like it was a gourmet dish. He licked all the blood away and the pain from the wound lessened.

Not anymore. “Wow...” I breathed, staring up at him in disbelief, “How did you do that?” Letting out a small shrug, he quietly explained, “Easy. Our saliva has healing properties.” “Wow...” Eww! I mentally cringed, feeling a little grossed-out as I imagined him and the other...creatures roaming around this house licking each other, startling in my spot as I suddenly felt his warm hands softly gripping my knees, trying to pull me a little closer.

“I don’t know if they’re eating… but yeah, they are killing them. The kid, Terry, got away by the skin of his teeth. The last thing he saw was the wolves he thought were his friends tearing open another human’s chest.” “They wanted his heart,” Lyric says so nonchalantly that it’s almost disconcerting. “Old nan, my nanny, she used to tell me stories of wolves eating human hearts. Apparently it… delicious.” I gag a little at the thought. “Maybe to wolves. I could never… it’s borderline cannibalism.” “We’re not the same species,” she points out. “We are half human, Lyric. We are at least… adjacent. It’s weird and it’s wrong.”

Something to file away. ***** Finally, I won a hand. Liz lost. Figuring my dick could use a little break, I said, "Liz, I want you to go lick Lauren's vagina." Seeing both of them hesitate, I said, "Just one lick. Come on, I just busted a nut in front of everyone." I knew none of these girls had ever done anything beyond kissing with other girls, so I figured we'd take baby steps.

I pulled away and squinted my eyes looking at him. "What do you mean ready to feed on me?" His head dipped to my neck and licked my sweet spot. "I mean I'm ready to bite you Lotus," Wait a minute, the only things that I know that bite and I've seen are dogs, and my puppies haven't done that. Then we have all those other animals that bite to kill you. So, the only deformed creature that could be human and also be able to bite is either a disturbed person or a vampire and werewolf which do not exist! And I don't want to hear anything until I've seen one myself.

I gasped, "I'm not licking your filthy paws, Holden." He laughed hunching over and holding onto his stomach. "Come on, Bambi. I licked your filthy paw. Taste like train but the alcohol sterilizes it." "Okay," I whined. Not wanting to lick his hand. He dropped the salt on his wrist and held it out to me and I did something I never thought I'd do in my life. I licked Holden Harris. He burst out into laughter almost falling over and I quickly tilted my head and allowed the little bit of liquid down my throat. It burned and I pulled my face. "This is nasty," I said and sucked on the lemon.

I gulped. "Great. You see slave, for you to get this slice of bread I want you to bow right in front of me and lick my toes. Cause that's what an obedient slave does. You have to worship me. So.... Are you going to do it." He grinned. This Dickhead right here just said the most gross thing ever, and he is grinning like he didn't just ask me to lick his toes.