Lipstick Bite Novels & Stories

"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.

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.

I usually change the lipstick depending on the outfit but it's always a dark earthy tone, sometimes leaning towards red. I have the habit, tic or mania of when I'm nervous, embarrassed or stressed to contract or even bite my lips hard, then I always get a swollen and red mouth. That's why I prefer earthy tones so as not to make it obvious. After a while I arrive at the company, sigh seeing all that movement. I see a girl leaving with a box in her hands and crying silently and another also with a box in her hands but angry calling someone. Were they fired? Probably.

She whimpered, biting her low lip so hard, that I couldn’t bear to see it get bruised. “If it hurts you, don’t bite those lips because you feel pain...” I placed a finger in between her lips,“... bite down on my finger instead, so that I can feel the extent of the pain you are feeling.”She released her lip, instead of biting my finger, she actually licked it. I was stunned.She clasped her fingers around my wrist, taking my finger into her mouth. She was watching me while her hot, wet tongue licked and teased my finger. Sucking it and then, she gave it a soft bite.

She flinched and turned away, but I held her gently by the neck, turning her back so I could look closer. “You’re injured. What happened?” I asked, prying her lips open carefully. I hadn’t seen it earlier...her lipstick must have covered it. She had wiped it off after drinking her coffee. “I bit my lip by mistake while chewing ,” she sighed. But her eyes… they carried a sadness she tried to hide. I caught it. “You should be careful. I don’t want to see you hurt again,” I said, rubbing the corner of her lip lightly with my thumb, wishing I could erase the pain. And I meant it.

Before Bella could speak, Levi bent down again and gently bit her lips, causing her to yelp in surprise. "Ah! Why did you bite my lips?" Bella quickly covered her mouth. The lips are a sensitive part; even a light bite can be quite painful. Levi looked at her lips, which were already plump and red, swollen because of him. He smirked in satisfaction, "So where do you want me to bite you? Because it was your lips, I bit lightly like that, but if it were somewhere else..."

He gave me a hard bite on my lips and I tasted blood on my tongue. Pissed that he was jealous because I received a call from Vincent, I bit him back and he chuckled. "You just awakened the beast, little mouse," Liam said, and he wasn't joking. He grabbed my butt and gave it a slap. I gasped in both shock and pain. He placed my back on the bed and claimed my lips. This time, I didn't return it the same way he gave it to me. I closed my eyes and savoured the taste. He tasted like sin.

I bit my lip because of what he said. He grabbed my neck and violently inserted his tongue into my mouth. He bit my lip causing it to bleed. When I opened my eyes, his eyes were still closed and there seemed to be no plan to release my lips. When he took my hand and held my palm on his already losing cock, I looked there. He just closed his eyes and savored every kiss.

I warned her and she nodded her head, biting her lip. Her lips were always a beautiful deep red, no makeup needed for that natural beauty. Watching her bite her lip always turned me. I pushed past that barrier and I felt her stiffen for just a moment as the pain registered. I waited, giving her time to adjust before I continued into her. The walls of her p*ssy were holding me prisoner, clenching me like a vice grip. I licked her neck and rolled her n*pple in my fingers, trying to distract her from the pain. I didn't move until I heard her moan again.

-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.