Is It Bad To Lick Your Own Blood นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I cried out, "Let go of me!!" I struggled to pull my hands away, but the more I struggled, the more he drank my blood. The suction continued for a long time that I felt myself falling onto the bed. I was slowly losing consciousness. I felt him extract his teeth from my skin, then he was licking the spot. I don't know what happened after that because I blacked out. KNOX's POV Shit! I took too much blood! Although she's still going to survive, I shouldn't have fed from her. I licked on the spot where she was hurt and watched as the wounds closed up. That's right, our saliva has healing attributes that could heal injuries quickly.

She kept staring at it for a while and biting her lower lips. "Go on, do the same, lick my blood the way I licked yours. Can't you see my blood is wasting? A pregnant woman shouldn't be short of blood." Her best friend said with a straight face. Helen's lips quivered, she swallowed hard and bit her lips. She reluctantly lowered her face and brought out her tongue licking the blood a little, she squeezed her face in disgust and looked up, her eyes met with her best friend's eyes, she urged Helen to continue licking the blood. Reluctantly, Helen pulled her best friend's thumb to her mouth and licked the blood.

He said mates could heal each other, not the deep wounds or life-threatening sickness, but maybe I could heal the wounds in his back with my saliva. I positioned myself on his back. This might look gross, but I didn’t feel like that at the moment. If anything, the idea of licking his wound and tasting his blood was arousing me. I didn’t waste any more time and dipped my tongue into his wounded skin and started lapping on it. Aeon stirred from his sleep before his body went rigid. I had no idea if I woke him up or not, but I just continued with what I was doing. "Hmmm…" A soft moan escaped my throat with my actions. This was all nice until I felt a slight burn on my tongue. I instantly withdr

"What do you mean, heal me? You keep saying that." He took a breath. "My saliva. It has... properties. Healing properties. If I clean the wound and then—" He stopped, looking almost embarrassed. "If I lick it, it'll close. It'll heal." I stared at him. "You're telling me you can just... lick my bullet wound and it'll heal." "Yes." "And you didn't mention this before because...?"

These hunters will turn the world upside down if only to find her and get the coveted prize. "Yaya, I'm going to the gym. Don't cook dinner for me. I'm just going to grab something to eat at the nearby resto when I conclude my workout." “Sure Ma’am. I understand.” Stressed from a long day's work, she chose to unwind and let go of some steam. This is her habitual way of getting rid of the toxins in her body. In her reckoning, the sweat that flows out of her pores drives away the microorganisms that have clung to her. Aside from her exercise routine in the gym, she believes that tonight is special. It is forecast that a full moon will be rising from the East. It is time to go hunting and quenc

"Why, Your Highness? Do you feel bothered?" Lauren knew that the man was aware of how it was affecting her and he was enjoying it. Keeping a straight face, she said, "I gave a glass full of my blood to your cousin. You can't drink from me right now unless you want me dead." "I know. You see, I didn't even bite you. I'm just cleaning your wound before we put medicine on it." Cleaning her wound by licking it? He sure was a crazy vampire.

He finally let go and I hit the tile with a loud thud, gasping for air. He squatted in front of me, brought up his thumb to roughly wipe the blood from my torn lips. He held it up, examined it, and then, with that cold predatory stare locked on mine, he slowly dragged the same thumb across his mouth and licked the blood off. Something inside me went ice as disgust and fear rolled through me. My wolf whimpered, cowering in the back of my mind.

Liam said, suddenly at the door with the key in his hands, blocking Ethan's exit. I sat up, my eyes gleaming with curiosity. "You can share emotions, such as happiness, sadness, fury just by drinking blood from whoever you're feeding on," he said. I frowned. "But—" "You won't lose control from feeding from your mates and even if you do, the person you're going to feed from can handle it and is a fur ball of goodness and happiness so you have nothing to worry about," Liam interjected, already knowing what I was going to say.

If I don’t do something now, she’ll be gone. My hands tremble as I lift them to my lips. I bite down hard until I taste my own blood, the metallic tang flooding my mouth. Then I lower my head to Lydia, letting a drop of my blood slip between her lips. I guide it down with a kiss, feeling my soul tremble.

But I became helpless when he started to pierce his fangs on my neck and then suck my blood from it. I feel so aroused with it especially whenever I can feel the flow of my blood from my veins to his mouth. I can also feel this kind of sensation whenever the sounds of him sucking my blood fill my sensitive ears. I find it logical anyways because this act of sucking the blood of your other half is equal to making love to humans. Minutes have passed and I feel my knees grow weak. He also stopped from feeding himself and then licked the bitemarks he made. Our saliva has a kind of self-healing properties that is why we also do this kind of thing whenever we are done feeding ourselves to prevent