Love Bites Novels & Stories

He asked with a knowing grin before tugging at my halter neck gown and at the same time, exposing some of the love bite he himself had left behind on my skin last night. I squeak in surprise despite my embarrassment, my mind wandered to our time together in bed last night. Things got a little out of control last night and Prince decided it was fun to draw blood from each other skin like wild beast while making love. According to him, he calls them love bite and I have a lot of those scattered all over my shoulder, jaw and earlobe. I can say same for him too but his are mostly on his chest and all covered up with his clothes unlike me who had to make the decision of covering my arms and neck

, I reply. "I wish I could trust myself as much as you trust me", he says, looking into my eyes, then slowly biting onto the flesh of my upper breast where the tattoo is visible. I hiss. However, it hurts sharply this time. It's not the first time he gave me a love bite over there but it never pained that hard and I'm dead sure it was a light one. Gladly, he doesn't notice me reacting and kisses my skin lovingly, scraping my breasts over the bra. I hiss again as he covers my mouth.

He had to be honest, though—it was for his sister’s publications project. "Maybe... I’m not sure yet. It felt like admiration that faded after a week." Sounded more like infatuation. "How many girlfriends have you had?" Another dumb question. "One in high school and one in college." "Do you believe that love is blind?" Definitely not! Love is about acceptance. He placed his palm on his face, realizing this questionnaire was probably just part of Ashley’s joke. She knew he hated talking about his love life. Sipping his coffee, he moved on to the next question—then nearly choked when he read it.

I grasped his hair firmly, moaning his name with immense pleasure. He left my skin and bit it again, this time harder and I again took his name. I'm sure it has left a deep mark. I smiled contentedly after getting the first love bite from my boyfriend. It didn't hurt me a bit even because it's not a normal bite, it is a love bite. "Butterfly! I'm loving so much the way you're moaning my name." He confessed, clasping my face with his both hands and his intoxicating eyes are deeply and intensely gazing into my eyes.

The love bites reminded her of their intimate connection, fuelling her desire for him even more. She traced her fingers over the lovebites on her breasts, feeling a rush of desire and affection for him. The lovebites on her breasts served as a sweet reminder of their lovemaking. She traced her fingers over the marks, feeling a surge of desire as she imagined Rajesh's reaction when he saw them again.

Her heart was about to beat out of her chest and she closed her eyes and took a deep breath out. He kissed her shoulder, and ran his lips on her skin towards her ear, but doesn't quite make it that far. Rose tilts her head and after his deep breath out he bit her gently, giving her a love bite. It doesnt hurt, it only made her want more so she stopped him Roman didn't quite get why she stopped the kiss he only stared back at her. He was scared he was going to get a backlash from her for kissing her but instead she connected her lips with his. He smiled against her lips and bit her lips, teasing her.

"Do you know how hard i hid this bite with makeup" "Oh hello I've controlled a lot" he argued. "Say anything but you should not bite so hard" "Why are you telling me this you gave me love bite that's too so many" "Huhhh don't lie I didn't give any love bites" "Oh really look at this" unbuttoning his upper two buttons, he shows his chest to her where she gave him love bites. Her eyes widened and slolwy her cheeks turns into red. "What do you call this, ma'am?"

A kiss again? He was that easy to be satisfied? Although he thought she was being offhand with him, his anger still drained away again. Rita loosened her gripped on him and peeped at his look to see if he was still angry. But Liam kissed her back when she just lifted her eyes. Her heart did a flip. Before she knew it, her lip was bitten by him. "Ouch, why do you always bite me?" Perhaps because that hurt too much, her eyes were watery. But her eyes were really captivating, and they looked like there were numerous stars in them.

“Don’t play coy. Those marks are unmistakable.” Fello unlocked her phone screen. “Let’s see what love bites mean,” she said with a grin. “Don’t!” I said. She ignored my protest, cleared her throat, and read, "Typically, a 'love bite' refers to a mark on the skin caused by biting, sucking, or kissing, often on the neck or other areas, usually during passionate moments between romantic partners. It's also known colloquially as a hickey.” Rebecca leaned her head closer to Fello’s phone and read, “It’s a sign of affection, usually between two people in a relationship. It can also be a sign of dominance and used as a form of control. In some cases, it can be a sign

Ambrose had punctured her finger with his teeth. Larissa retracted her finger out of reflex but to no avail. Ambrose had a firm grip on her hand. Shortly after, Ambrose licked her wound. "Okay, this will do." Larissa retracted her hand in embarrassment. "Why did you bite my finger!" Ambrose blinked innocently and said, "Didn't you say that I can't bite your lips and neck?" Larissa had admittedly said that. Ambrose said naturally, "So, I can only bite your fingers."