Lipstick Bite Novels & Stories

I chuckled and bited on her neck she vinced with pain I cupped her cheeks and sealed my lips on her soft rosy lips the way the melted chocolate on her lips it made her lips more tasty to bite it I bited slowly she parted her lips I entered my tongue inside her and entangled my tongue with her tongue when our both breathe out I moved back she is breathing heavily I smiled and taken mobile and clicked picture of her neck and collar bone I showed it to her she asked "why I got rashes" uff let me die I hitted on her head and said "I gave lovebite you fool" she asked "for love bite will it gives mark" I nodded my head she hided her head on my chest she is watching movie while hugging me she is hi

“Have you seen a hickey like this? Who could have left such a huge bump with a kiss? Is the woman’s mouth equipped with a stinger, and she buzzes when she sings?” Alexander was embarrassed. At the same time, he saw the “love bite” on his neck in the mirror. ‘What the hell? The bump now looked redder and much more swollen than before!’ “How could the bump get so big?” It hurt a little when he touched it. “The poison in the woman’s mouth is so potent, isn’t it?” Lily got up to get a cream and carefully applied it to the bump, teasing. Its cooling effect soothed the pain. Stretching a little, he muttered, “This is all Edward’s fault.”

I looked away while pointing to my lip with my finger where he had bitten me earlier. Blue was almost stunned to speak when he realized it. He wasted no time and got their first-aid kit—Definitely to stop Beatrice from crying. He treated me. He cleaned it with cotton. “That was your fault,” he whispered to me while applying petroleum jelly to the wound on my lip. Beatrice was just beside us, busy fixing the kit that Blue had placed on the table. I frowned at what he said. “When did it become my fault that you kissed me and then bit me? Are you a vampire or what?” I whispered angrily.

My lips were swollen red without even wearing lipstick. You ask why? A certain someone kissed me for hours. Yes, hours! And I did not stop him. Because it felt good. I pressed the ice against my lips as they burned a little. He bit me hard, his canines pulling a little blood out of my lower lip. He did make up for it though, by licking it clean.

Her hands start to shiver. "Please release me. This bothers me. I don't like it. "She begged, her lips pressed together. "Stop biting your lips," he grumbled as his grip on her buttocks tightened. She got perplexed since she had developed a habit of biting her lips when she was frightened or bashful. She doesn't always realize she's biting her lips. His lustful gaze was fixed on her lips, and he slammed his lips on hers. As he continued to kiss the heck out of her, he grabbed her butt even harder.

He tipped his head and fiercely bit on her lower lip. She let out a stuffy moan from the pain. Unable to avoid him, her entire body trembled with a start. The lips were the softest part of the face; hers, in particular, were as fragile as cherry blossom petals. They were sparkling, moist, and delicate. He bit her once more with considerable strength, and a shallow but sensual teeth mark appeared. “Go away… b*stard… b*stard…” She hit his shoulders and mumbled gibberish. She was clearly unhappy at his bullying.

he lied to her. Out of anger, Lily used her magic and had the tree grow a few extra branches. She commanded the willow tree to smack Soloman on the butt cheek. Soloman let out a loud scream. He looked around and saw no one. Lily, seeing her chance bit Soloman in his hand. She bit him hard, leaving her teeth marks in his sink. He could see blood on her teeth. He pulled back and looked at his hand. He was indeed bitten through his skin.

I bit my lip to fight back the smile. Fuck.

I tweaked my hair while I was bitten on my lower lip. Damn it! I'm lost!

"Bath, Ptichka." She bit her lips, and usually, that would be considered a move women use to seduce a man. On her, however? It ignited something primal within me. I wanted to fucking bite her lips, draw them into my mouth, feast on them with my tongue, and tear the skin with my teeth. The thought of her taste, the texture of her flesh soft under my bite, made my blood surge with a dark, insatiable hunger. Something I hadn't felt in a long time. I almost smirked. Interesting.