Is It Bad To Lick Your Own Blood นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Is it really so awful? There’s only been one Lunar Reversal event, after all, and from what I can gather, Moon Drinkers are doing blood magic all the time. It seems like it’s relatively harmless most of the time.” “I wouldn’t say harmless,” Wilder says, shooting a look at me. “You heard what Cassian said. The ground was saturated with blood. And that was almost definitely human blood. Whatever they did, they killed someone to do it.” “No, I understand that,” I say quickly. “Obviously, that’s bad. That’s not what I mean.” “What do you mean, then?” “You’ve mentioned a few times that it would be possible to do blood magic using your own blood,” I say. “Without killing anybody. Would that be so

Using only two fingers, he lightly touches the back of her hand, just below where the IV is taped in place. The doctor comes forward to speak to them. “Alpha, we checked like you asked. While the saliva directly on the wound would work best, you are the same blood type and there are documented reports of a plasma transfusion from you to her could yield the same results just not as quickly. You wouldn't have to lick her.” “Lick her?” Heath asks, turning to look at them sharply.

he added with a chuckle. “Oh goodness. I’m so sorry. Maybe we should just head back to the palace. I’m sure the kids are so bored out if their wits already. And I’ll help you with the numbness—” I said and bit my finger and shoved it near his mouth, “—suck it,” I mumbled as I urged him. He gave me a worried and skeptical look. How did I manage to make things awkward again? I just realized that I always make people suck my blood whenever they are hurt because of me. But the question is; is it intentional? Do I really hurt people just so they could suck my blood? Do I like the idea of someone sucking my blood?

Then, she does something that makes my blood run cold. She slashes a deep gash into my arm, and even though I was half unconscious, a pained whimper escapes me. Blood pours out, hot and sticky, and she leans forward, licking it off her fingers, her laughter echoing through the room. It’s so wrong. She smears my blood over her own wounds, rubbing it in like it’s some sort of twisted ritual.

I laugh, tossing a pillow at him. “Yes I licked you!” He admits after a pause. “Why? I have alpha blood, I can heal myself!” I ask astonished by such an act. I watch Lance as he stands up from the edge of the bed and paces the floor. His hands run through his hair in frustration or from anger due to a bad memory that he is trying to fight internally. “Lance?” I push. “Because…” He turns raising his voice before stopping. “Because the thought of another man’s saliva in your blood drives me insane!”

he hissed at me. "I know..." I looked away. Both he and I were too embarrassed to even make mention of it. For the healing properties a werewolf's saliva can bring, it also brings huge embarrassment for all of us who would do it. It's because licking is equivalent to owning the wolf as kissing. And doing so would mean Omnibus would dare to enter Scar's privacy for licking his wound. It's an intimate act for mates and parental love for mothers or fathers to their pups. "Why won't you do it yourself? You're his sister, right?" he asked.

I followed them keeping quiet and wondering what the ritual they wanted to perform was about but I didn't ask. My mind was occupied with the thought of my blood having healing powers. All I needed was to spill my blood onto someone who’s injured and the person gets healed. It got me thinking, could I give my blood to someone who's sick for the person to get better? ‘I wouldn't advise you to do this on humans, the effect may be disastrous,’ Lynn’s voice piqued up in my mind. I frowned, ‘You just disappear and appear whenever you want, Lynn.’ ‘What can I say, a girl has needs,’ Lynn answered.

“Don't look so horrified! This means that I did not find anything unusual in the saliva samples or on the test strips from your mouth. There were only normal skin germs on the agar plate, but something else happened. " Now Cat was listening eagerly, her heart pounding faster and faster. "The imprint of your lips on the plate has turned brown." Cat remembered the impenetrable red color of the mass in the petri dish. "How come?" She asked confused. "The agar is largely made up of red blood cells, and apparently the kiss destroyed the cells so that the iron was released and oxidized." Oh no. "I'm really sorry, Cat, but I think your kiss is a bit damaging to blood cells. How dangerous exactly, I

"I don't mean to lick you in that kind of manner, Wajan. Licking is a natural instinct to a wolf. It greatly helps quickening the process of healing, which is what you need as of the moment. The pain is searing, and you would want to rid of the pain, no?" I was still not convinced by it. How does licking quickly heals a wound? This man is playing words to get me. He sighed. "In some ways, you are indeed a human." I notice a slight disappointment in his tone, "Licking is not disgusting as what humans have made it to be. In our world, it is crucial to save a love ones from dying, in most critical cases. And that is what saves you from the Rot." "I'll have Teh-uhk to lick it, then!" I attempt

Lucian Pov “What the heck did you just do?” I saw the horror in Naomi's gaze as I chuckled softly. “What do you mean?” I asked her innocently, acting like I didn't know what she was talking about. In reality, I was just pulling her legs and she knew. “You know what I mean, Lucian. Why the heck would you lick stale blood? It's not even covered and only the fates know what kind of infection could have gotten mixed with it. Why would you endanger yourself like that?”