Is It Bad To Lick Your Own Blood の小説・ストーリー

" He responded and walked right past the middle of him and Lucan to the sight of the blood. He bent on a knee and stared intently at it. Valen watched him carefully, hoping he would find some clues. "It's darker than usual. But I couldn't pick up any sickness off his body. I got the same signal that I get whenever it's a healthy person. That's time tones weirder." "But a healthy person can not spit out that kind of blood, can they?" Lucan chirped in. "In my fifty years of experience as a Lycanis doctor, no. I haven't seen a healthy person spit out blood. Maybe it can have something to do with his drink."

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.

Emma refused. My fingers pressed against her cheek, my palm cradling her jaw. The strength in that casual touch was absolute. Her eyes lifted to mine. With my other hand, I brought my finger up to my mouth. biting down in a quick and efficient motion. A dark bead of blood welled up, black in the uneven light. “Wha- what are you doing?” I stammered. The words felt childish, inadequate. “Marking you” I rested my bleeding finger between her lips. “Now, Open your mouth.”

I sucked in a sharp breath when I realised what it was – a blood bank refrigerator, and there was one bag the size of a hot water bottle with red liquid in it. I've never seen Silas drinking blood before. I mean, at the back of my mind I knew he did, but he always did it in secret. Still, I don't think I've ever been ready to see him drinking someone else's blood. I can count the many times that I have licked my own blood after cutting myself in order to stop the bleeding, a habit I picked up from a young age, but I could never ever imagine drinking someone else's blood. The thought of it was nauseating. "Yvonne." Silas' desperate call tore me out of my thoughts.

I put out my hand and he pricks my finger with a blade and I jump, “I need to lick your blood and you mine. This will allow us to communicate in wolf form and human. It’s called a mind-link.” I look at Caleb and he nods. I stick out my tongue and Lucas dabs his bloody finger on it. His blood tastes like metal, and I hold back a gag. He grabs my hand and places my finger on his tongue and looks at me surprised, “Your blood tastes strange.” He admits as he clicks his tongue.

I know we need to clean them and then apply the healing ointment. "If he bites you now, he won't be able to control himself and will take your blood until he's had enough, no matter how much you lose and if your heart stops in the middle. When Strïth is in this state, he can take the blood of dozens of people and still not get satiated." I tried to explain as best I could so that Ayla would understand the danger she was in, with just one drop of her blood. I had controlled myself from smelling the blood that was still on her body, every time I wiped it off with a damp tissue and threw it away.

His grip was cold and his tongue felt like ice on my skin. Although my stomach was empty, l wanted to throw up as l watched him lick the blood from my arm. His eyes closed and he made a strangled noise of ecstasy. "This is the best blood l have ever tasted in my entire life, holy shit you so sweet", His delight was profusely abhorrent.

I don't know if it's because I'm overthinking, but every time Brian's tongue licks the part of my skin that Richard touches, he stops momentarily and tries to rub it there. "Brian, what are you doing?" I was in sudden pain, so I couldn't help but let out a scream. Brian stopped and stared at me for a few minutes; he didn't explain but hugged me tighter. It wasn't long before he pushed me away again and looked down at the wound on my neck, Brian licking it gently for me. Wolf saliva has the ability to heal wounds, which is more effective than any precious medicine. Soon my neck pain was gone, and the bleeding stopped.

I was about to leave the parlor when I noticed something on the rug. My tongue dabbed out to moisten my lips when I caught sight of blood on the rug. Without further thought, I dropped to the floor and rubbed my finger against the blood stain. I lifted my finger, which was smeared with blood, and shoved it into my mouth. “Fuck,” I moaned around my finger. I went for another taste, but wasn’t as satisfied. Like a feral animal, I leaned down on all fours and licked at the blood. I broke out of what could only be classified as a moment of madness when the doorbell rang again. “Shit.”

I wipe my thumb across the edge of my mouth, licking the blood from my hand. "That would be true. If she was human"