Is It Bad To Lick Your Own Blood Mga Nobela at Kwento

I whimpered. "Look at me. Rora, you are strong. You have always been. Being a blue blood is very special and comes with lots of responsibilities and dangers. If you don't learn to embrace your new self, adapt and learn your new powers that are yet to resurface ----- you and your wolf will suffer for it." He explained. God! I nodded slowly and reached for a knife. He held my hands immediately, "If you use your blood too much, I don't know what will happen. Believe the doctor, my grandson will be fine."

The crimson liquid glistened from the light, and I gaped at him. Surely, he couldn’t be doing what I thought he was... A human consuming a wolf’s blood would promote healing, but it was also an extremely intimate act. Usually, only mates shared their blood as it temporarily bonded the two. “You want me to…” I whispered, trailing off as he grabbed my chin with his other hand, his thumb gently pulling my lower lip down. “Just a drop,” He said, moving his wrist closer. “Can’t have you getting an infection and dying on us.”

“And your venom is in that extra set of fangs you have?” When I nod, she thinks for a few seconds; her brow furrows before she swallows hard. “Have you ever… shared your blood with another? Is that a vampire thing?” My stomach recoils at her question, and I shake my head. “I have only ever used my blood once as a means of defense when I entrapped you. I consider allowing another to drink my blood intimately as blasphemous and disrespectful to the person who would be my Fated. So, no, little lamb, I have not shared my blood with another.” I say, cupping her chin and smiling.

Just you wait, little one, till I’m human again. I lie down and stare at my mate’s feet, debating how to treat them. I decide to use the old fashioned way, licking. Wolves often lick their wounds to clean them, so I don’t see any problem with that. With one long lick a clean most of the blood from my mate’s right foot, causing her to yelp and quickly scramble back on the bed. Shit, I hurt her. But I can’t let her wounds get infected. So I get on the bed with her and putting my front legs across hers, I continue with licking her feet clean.

With a slightly sour and sweet tinge to it. Fresh hunted animals always taste the best. That’s why his father and he used to hunt a lot. As he was drinking the blood, he felt a gaze focus on him intensely. ‘Oh, shit, Dylan is still here…, he is going to see me all blood covered. I do not want that… he is going to think I’m some kind of monster… shit…’ he licked the residual blood off his lips and turned his face away. “is it good?” “hmm….” Nico stood up wiping at his mouth vigorously. But he knew that it only makes it worse. Blood stains are not that easy to get it off. Only washing it off can get the stains away. Wiping it will only leave pink stains all over his face.

"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