Lip Biting While Kissing Novels & Stories

Embarrassed of what I have done, I bowed my head but he only raised it with his finger, a sad smile plastered on his face, “Why cry, my love? Am I that bad at kissing that I made you cry?” I shook my head and tried to stop the sob that is bubbling up my throat, biting my lip. His fingers held my cheeks and slide his thumb down at the base of my lip which he pulled, making me let go of it. “I am the only one who have the right to treat those lips like that – biting them is not up to you,” He smirked before enclosing me in a tight hug that took my breath away. I couldn’t help but sighed at the action. I might die earlier if he keep on doing this. I bet, he have taken special lessons with Hades

Speechless and puzzled , l reached out and bite my bottom lip with my eyes on him. We we're silent for a moment with our eyes locked up . I knew it that l was going to blow blood if l keep on biting my lip down this hard . I could feel it wobble . However before I could stop doing it, Adrian's hand all of the sudden came down to my neck and his index finger slowly pulled my bottom lip out of my mouth .

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.

As soon as he realized I've inhaled enough air, he rushed down in on me again, this time predating and bruising my lips like an animal. A suck, a bite, another rampage of holy hell kissing. His other hand that wasn't too busy squeezing my neck moved slowly towards the back of my neck, and pulling the hair band I had used to pull my hair together while in the bathroom. I clashed my to tongue with his hypnotizing ones and also simultaneously biting his lips at the same time. That seemed to drive him crazy as he groaned into my mouth, massaging my scalp and playing with my hair.

They were kissing each other as if their lives depended solely on it. He was attempting to alleviate his pain with this kiss. He bit her lower lip roughly and tightened his grip on her waist by digging his nail into her skin. He deepened the kiss by yanking her hair with his other hand, and then bit her upper lip, causing her to moan in his mouth. He wasn't giving her a chance to kiss him back; it was a pure dominating kiss as if he was venting his rage on her lips, but she was enjoying this rough kiss, and she just wanted to make her man feel better anyhow.

(MATURE CONTENT 18+) Their lips and tongues battled, licking , biting and tasting eachother. Alden kept kissing back with all his might, but at a moment he couldn't keep up and gave in. Dennis kept sucking and nibbling on Alden's lips for not know how long, but he had to stop when he felt Slden getting short of breath. Dennis left those swollen lips and moved back to the milky white neck, leaving red and purple marks. Alden was panting and his hands threaded in Dennis's hair with bottom lips in between Dennis's teeth as Alden was getting lost in the world of ecstasy.

-If she doesn't want to, it's okay," says Flavia, defending me. They all looked at me, as if judging me. So I agreed to stop them from doing it. -Okay," I got down on my knees, as did Lasy. -You'll like it," says Lasy, then kisses me. I felt strange, strange, I had never done this before in my life. Lasy kissed me. His lips tasted like some strawberry lipstick. At least he was a better kisser than most men who have kissed me. Leaving aside Elder's kiss of course. When we broke apart, Flavia gets up and leaves the room without a word. -What's wrong with her? -I ask.

His stubble grazed my soft skin, and I trembled like a leaf. “No,” I started, shoving at his chest in confusion, but he licked my lower lip instead to stop my protest. My head swooned, and I caught his shirt to stop myself from falling over. He bit my lower lip roughly, and I gasped at the sting. It confused me a lot. Was he kissing me or biting my lips off me as punishment? Panic settled inside me and I struggled and kicked to set myself free. I didn’t want a jealous mate now!

Initially I couldn't stand it, but now I was starting to like it. The moment our lips touched, it was as if a volcano had erupted inside me and there was lava flowing through my body, every twist and twirl between our tongues as they danced together sending me on a verge of insanity. His kisses always left me feeling warm and fuzzy, and it took a graze of my lips with his fangs to turn into something more, and it always did. Silas flipped us over, deepening the kiss as his hands roamed all over my body, making me hungry for more. "Should we go to your room and celebrate?" He murmured huskily against my lips, his eyes burning in lust.

Without giving him another second to mock me, I reach out, grab his rigid chin in my hand, and crash my lips against his. The kiss is wild, crude, and fueled by a violent surge of anger and longing. I bite aggressively at his lower lip, trying to force a reaction out of him. Lucien freezes for a fraction of a second, stunned by my sudden, aggressive assault. He lets me bite and press against him momentarily, but my desperate, unpracticed movements clearly irritate his dominant nature.