Levi Ackerman Lip Bite Novels & Stories

His teeth bite my lower lip fiercely and he pins me to the wall, corralling me between his body and it. "Levi, what are you doing?" I whisper almost breathlessly. He doesn't stop to answer. He moves down my neck and bites me, sending pleasure coursing through me. His bite feels like a good imitation of matebond, of that bite that marks couples. I moan, feeling the pulses coursing through my body from his rapture, and tangle my hands in his hair. He lifts my dress up my thighs, groping my sex and letting one of his fingers slip between my legs to caress me.

“What did you say?” “Don’t bite your lips.” “Why?” “Because I’m the one who should do that for you.” Verona’s breath caught in surprise upon hearing Lev’s words, but Lev didn’t give her a chance to speak as he crushed his lips against hers and gently bit her bottom lip. He heard Verona gasp and flinch, and her reaction heightened his arousal. After teasing Verona with the kiss, Lev pulled away and gave her a brief, crooked smile. He enjoyed seeing the expression she showed every time he smiled at her. She looked so innocent, yet beautiful.

"You still want it?" The corners of Leon's mouth curved in a perfect arc, and his fingers slid over my wet collarbone, slowly moving down and up. He gently pressed my lower lip with his thumb, and naturally I opened my mouth and sucked his thumb into my mouth, then licked every inch of it with my tongue.

I scream as the orgasm tears through me, back arched, legs trembling violently as the flames crash into pure blinding pleasure. Levi doesn’t stop. He licks and sucks, lapping up every drop of my release, tongue sliding down to gather my cum from my swollen slit, drinking me in. The haze slowly clears as I collapse back into the sheets, gasping desperately for breath, every nerve still twitching with aftershocks. “Do you still want more?” Levi asks, his voice husky, as he kisses his way up my body, licking and biting until he’s snugly positioned between my thighs. The thick head of his cock drags against my soaked pussy lips, smearing precum and arousal together.

"Why... why, I'm not supposed to be jealous, I don't even know him for christ's sake so why does it hurt?" Alex plopped back down on the couch carrying some more juice. He downed one cup after the other till he felt a bit tipsy. Suddenly he felt arms wrap around him. He looked to see Jennifer in a very tight costume. She ran a finger along his face before ramming her lips onto Alex's. He could taste a mixture of cherry lip gloss and the strong alcohol she probably downed the whole night.

Then he realized that Lexi's cock had a little something extra - a fucking mouth with what looked like razor-sharp teeth within its crown. He was so in shock that the Orangelo said the first thing that came to mind. "Does it talk?" He instantly felt like the biggest asshole ever. But what the hell can you say to cover that kind of blunder? Lexi's response was classic. "No, but sometimes it bites, which I think is worse. I mean it doesn't have vocal cords."

Squeezing my ass as he pulls me against him. I feel the rumble in my chest as I growl. The rumble gets deeper when he bites that damn lip of his! I grab his chin firmly, bringing my thumb up and pulling his lip out. I lean closer, as I growl out, "What have I told you about biting that damn lip!" I said in a deep rough voice with a low vibrating growl following it. I immediately moved forward, taking that lip into my mouth as I suck on it before biting down on it.

She licked her lips as she looked at the disheveled self of the man. The harsh kissing just now had made his lips swollen, red, and wet. How tempting he looked! Sherry knew Levian’s perspective of hers was the same judging from the c*ck that was rock hard. Sherry licked her lips as she looked down at Levian. Her perfect life was already fucked, might as well get some fucking that's truly wonderful.

He stops right in front of me, his body firmly against mine, which is locked between his rock hard abs and the stupid kitchen counter. He looks into my eyes, then his eyes drops down to my lips, which instantly feels dry. Biting my lip, he growls. "I'd stop that If I was you" "S-stop what Ace?" I ask, voice trembling with nervousness from his closeness "biting that fucking sexy lip of yours, makes me want to bite it too" he says now licking his lip like a hungry wolf. I don't where the confidence comes from but I bite my bottom lip again "Then why don't you?" I blurt out before I can stop myself.

We both pant and pulse riding wave after never ending wave of the best climax of my life. “Holy f*cking sh*t!” Ryker presses his forehead to mine. “What did you do to me?” “I don’t know but are you okay?” I ask, trying to get my breathing under control. “I think I bit you , but I’m not sure. I think I bit my own lip too, it’s bleeding.” He pulls back to look at me. Running his thumb over my lower lip. He looks concerned for just a second than my favorite smile blazes across his face.