Novel & Cerita Lovely Bites

There, on her neck and across her collarbone, were unmistakable marks and bites. Flushing with embarrassment, Bella turned back to Lily. "Oh my goodness! How did I... When did... I mean, I didn't even realize it!" Lily laughed heartily, her teasing nature in full force. "Well, it seems you had quite a passionate night, my friend! Those aren't vampire bites, they're love bites. Someone must've really enjoyed their time with you." Bella blushed even deeper and groaned, "I can't believe this. I didn't even notice."

A small, sharp bite. “Fuck, Preppy.” I suppress a gasp—and maybe a smile. “What was that for?” “I’m testing your kink. Odaxelagnia.” I grin at the warmth spreading through my skin. “What the hell does that even mean?” “A fetish kink for biting.” He shrugs, smug now. “Fuck. Never heard of that before,” I laugh. “Yeah, yeah.” He leans up, glassy-eyed, a goofy, sweet smile playing on his lips. “Good areas to bite—arms, calves, thighs, butt, and the back. Avoid the spine.”

He explained carefully, whilst judging her reaction. "B-bite?! Won't that hurt?" Her eyes filled with fear and her hand instinctively went to her neck, the place Lucas had wanted to sink his canines into for years as he dreamed of marking her as his. He pulled her hand to hold her body to his own and placed gently kisses on her neck trailing up and down slowly. Lucas sucked and nibbled on her sweet spot, producing a love bite on the place he'd mark her. He knew she enjoyed it as her head moved to the side, allowing him further access to her soft skin and light whimpers escaped her rosy lips.

“Hold me. And if it gets too painful, feel free to bite down.” I hiccuped. “You… want me to bite you?” “Why do you keep repeating everything I say?” “I’m not!” I shot at him, “It’s just, who in the their right senses would want to be bitten? That’s just… Barberic.” He tilted his head, “It might come as a shock to you, Sunshine. That some people actually enjoy getting bitten while they are being fucked senseless. ” “W-what?” “You heard me.”

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 took the note and read it: Let heaven and men and devils, let them all, All, all, cry shame against me, yet I'll speak. I kissed thee ere I killed thee: no way but this, Killing myself, to die upon a kiss. It was my favourite part of the book. The first sentence being the one I adored the most. I sighed, not sure how I wanted to go about my day. I've got to study, yet that picture I found kept bothering me. I needed answers.

If she was anything like Cassie, I was sure we would get along. "You know, now I understand why your parents thought you'd end up in a ditch if you were trusted to these guys," I whispered in Cassie's ear as we walked into the living room. She suppressed a laugh in response. "Where were you, Justin?" someone purred. Like, literally purred. How does a human purr? A brunette was sitting down on one of two-seated couches, her outfit ridiculously expensive and fancy for a casual meeting. She had put on blood-red lipstick which made her look like a vampire with her pale complexion. She was so beautiful that it made me want to shrink into myself and disappear.

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 realized softly. Cold spread through my chest. “Know what?” Another step closer. “You smell like wolf.” His eyes narrowed slightly. “Not bitten. Not marked.” A pause. “Wolf.” I blinked at him. Completely confused. “What are you talking about?” Julien studied my face for a long moment before something almost amused flickered across his expression. Then he smiled slowly. And for the briefest second, I caught the flash of elongated canines. My blood ran cold.

The rain made the ground slippery, it would be so easy to fall and break something. She hurried closer. Her hand was already reaching for her phone that was no doubt drenched due to the rain. " Is he alright? I can...I can call for help...." The larger figure visibly tensed. Slowly, he turned to face her, and Maya froze under the weight of his gaze. His eyes—deep, dark red like fresh blood—locked onto hers. His face, a maze of countless tattoos, twisted into a snarl. Razor-sharp teeth gleamed in the dim light, still wet with crimson. She was certain something—flesh, perhaps—was wedged between them. On the ground, the other man had gone terrifyingly still. A gaping wound tore across his neck,