Lovely Bites Novels & Stories

Maybe she was and he just didn’t know it. Well, it didn’t matter cause he was still pretty bored, Amber at least supplying some sort of entertainment. She was pretty so staring at her was enough entertainment. Then he went to count how many times she would breathe in a minute, then to how long she could sit without moving. Yes, it seemed a little extreme but when his only boredom killer was a blank wall, he was ready to throw out all morals taught to him. He was also curious about vampires in general. From his little observation, he’d discovered Amber would only breath twice in every minute, Alex trying to mimic her and almost passing out from lack of breath. He also noticed she would barely

He growls against me, the vibration sending shocks through my clit. “Oh God, Victor—” I whisper, grinding against his face. He’s relentless, sucking my clit into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue while his fingers dig into my ass, holding me in place. Unlike Fidelis’s clumsy attempts at oral , rare and half-hearted, Victor knows what he’s doing. He alternates between long, flat licks and deep thrusts of his tongue inside me, fucking me with it like a preview of what’s to come.

I moaned and pushed my lips onto his, letting his tongue slip into my mouth. My eyes fluttered closed. Oh my God. It felt good—too good. Raphael placed sloppy kisses down my body, leaving red love bites. He knelt next to me and grabbed my ass with his hands, biting gently on the flesh. His lips moved across the hem of my underwear and then slowly down the front of them until they reached my wetness.

Lucian and Damien took turns at my wrists and shoulders, biting fresh points and drinking while their hands roamed over every inch of exposed skin. The pleasure built again, layer upon layer. Elias fucked me harder than Lucian had, his hips snapping with teasing precision, angling to hit my most sensitive spot with every thrust. Viktor’s cock filled my mouth completely, the taste of him mixing with the blood still lingering on my tongue. Seraphine’s cool wetness slid against my skin as she rocked, her fangs buried deep in my flesh. More bites appeared across my body: shoulders, hips, the soft underside of my arms. Each new piercing sent fresh sparks of ecstasy racing through my veins.

He mocked being hurt and then grinned, pulling me to him and I led down with him. “When you bite me, will it always feel like just now?” I asked Damon, feeling completely relaxed. “Not exactly. It heightens the emotion we are feeling in that moment. If I would bite you now, it would be more... romantic and safe feeling, ultimate relaxation. If we would be laughing, the feelings of happiness are ten folded. And because endorphins are released with the bite, it's always a positive high. There is always lust involved though.” He explained while kissing my shoulder.

I don’t see it being enjoyable at all if he uses his iron clamps on my lips down there. “You don’t want it?” Damon looks shocked, “It’s the best thing ever, I promise.” Yeah, it is! When I molded his cock with soft touches of my lips and tongue, not trying to bite it off! “Not until you learn the difference between licks and bites,” I huff impatiently, sitting up and pressing my entrance on his hard, burning-hot stick. It’s still wet with my own saliva, and I’m rubbing my water on it now, too.

I didn’t bite him because he was fucking me so good from behind. “Ok. I got it. Here’s the thing though doc, I can only bite him when we are…you know…” I say as I tilt my head back and forth. “That’s the only time Lilith lets me partake in that practice.” Dr. Meadows laughed and said, “Well then fuck your mate, get horny enough to allow the bite, have an awesome orgasm and save at least one of your babies. It doesn’t sound hard to me. It kind of sounds like a win-win situation. I mean if I had him as my mate, it would be hard to keep me off him, have you seen him? He’s fucking beautiful, as are your other five. Clearly by your lack of clothing, and your smell of fresh Lycan over the top of A

“I’ll try to avoid biting you. I’m sorry for the scar.” She smiled. “You’re upset you hurt me but you’re not really sorry that you marked me. It’s proof that I belong to you, right? I get it.” She licked her lips. “You can do it all you want. Just try to avoid drawing blood though. Love bites are sexy and I enjoy it when you nip me during sex. It makes me so hot.” He couldn’t miss the sincerity of her words. “You could mark me and I don’t mind if you draw blood. I love when you dig your nails into my back.”

He smirked at the sight of those wild love bite marks, it's quite brutal to see, since some turn black and blue, spreading to its body like a disease, yes a disease cause by a naughty mouth. But some are still freshly made red, his eyes continue to trail up to his neck, and it's much redder there, like it has been bitten in multiple times in different direction and every bite overlapped from old to new, and no skin of his neck was spare from those awful lusty bite. It's full of bites that he can't help but wonder who's the animal that devour this pitiable slender neck, he reached his hand to touched it. And sure he felt its hot temperature, this person sleeping beside him was real?

Almost. ******** That night I was plagued by visions of lifeless, brown eyes, staring at me, filled with accusation. It didn’t matter how many times Max and Jonas told me it wasn’t my fault, in my heart, I knew it was. The girl, Ginny, must have been so scared, terrified. I knew that kind of fear. They said that she’d been tortured and bitten. What neither of them could ever truly understand, being born wolves, was that the bite itself, was torture; pure, unadulterated pain.