Male Cross Tattoo Behind Ear Novels & Stories

FLASH BACK THE PACK. Eriteria walked to the female toilet,she emptied her gland then released a relief sign. After washing her hand she opened the door when some guys barged in. This is a female toilet she stammer,Just by looking at their face they all look dangerous. The one in their middle as a lot of piercing on his ear,lips and eye lid. He is wearing a white singlet which makes most of his tattoo visible. The one on his left hand side was fully dressed up in all black likewise the one on his right hand side. They have different types of tattoos and to top it all off.

I can feel the smirk on his face pressing into my jaw. He had my back facing the mirror and I turn my head, my face smushed into his, cheek to cheek. I see a big ass bite mark on my back! It went from shoulder to shoulder and dips down in between my shoulder blades, like the bottom half of a circle. There was a big dark green toothprint on my right shoulder with three smaller tooth marks and some type of lavender angel figure in the middle? I'm not sure, followed by three small black marks and a large black toothprint on my left shoulder. It looks like a tricolor tattoo of a beastly bite mark and I kinda like it. It looks as if it's healing.

He exclaims which makes me then look down at my forearm to read my own tattoo which spelt 'family'. The tattoo was something that all of our members had to prove that they were in our gang and that we were a family. Jake had it on his bicep, Jason had it on his shoulder blade, Zack had it on his rib and Nick had it on his collar bone. Dominic got it recently on the back of her ear. Somewhere hard to find but still in her style. It suited her, and it wouldn't risk her identity being found out.

I replied firmly, letting Miles know I won't be changing my mind. Miles doesn't even hesitate before agreeing to the terms. He slides his shirt off his head, exposing his chiseled chest and long muscular tattooed arms. I notice a fresh-looking tattoo on the left side of his chest, right about his heart. I can't make out the words, but the picture is one black and one white angel wing. "New tatt?" I ask, nodding my head towards his chest. "I don't know," he replies flirtingly, "how about you come and take a look."

The tattoo on his chest had words I couldn't read because it was way too tiny; A lion on his arm with words I still couldn't read because they weren't English; and a rose on his arm with his mother's name tattooed in it. I was beginning to feel sad looking at him sleep away peacefully. I stood up from the bed as I needed to distract myself from Mace because I was clearly attracted to him. When he heard the sound of footsteps, Mace woke up instantly, his hands going to his gun under his pillow. He scanned his environment, and when he saw no one but me, he put the gun back under the pillow. "Tilda, where are you going?" He asked, laying his head back on the pillow.

In a well-lit cave filled with luscious blue river grass, a young man could be seen sitting cross-legged. His disheveled hair dropped low and there was the slightest hint of facial hair. His extended ears were covered with silver fur and through his wavy silver locks, there was a tattoo of a green, vertical eye.

His pleasurable moan as he spills into me shoots desire to my own lower core. “Evelyn…I….” His breathing is sharp as he pulls me back to him, tasting his own remnants on my lips. “Ssshh…we should head back…” I smile gently at him, letting him know words aren’t necessary at this very moment. He stands walking around me, giving me a full display of his well built ass. The tattoo on his back is never hard to miss, it covers from shoulder blade to shoulder blade, back rib to back rib. I’m still not sure it’s an angel or an eagle, it’s seems to be a mixture, but what does catch my eye is the name under one of the wings.

It was clearly a sore subject. His breath was deep now, his chest rising and falling slowly. Kate’s eyes traveled to his chest tattoo; a black and grey skull with a snake constricting it covering the majority of his left pectoral muscle. It continued across his shoulder and down his left bicep. She wondered if it had any significance, deciding to ask him when he awoke.

But then the door behind me creak and hastily I snapped my head. There he was, all smoky and wet, with a towel tied around his waist. My eyes dropped to between his legs. His big cock, even though conceal, I could see the size in that. His head was wrapped with a towel which his hand massaged on his hair. His sturdy body gleam with water, steam rose from his back. Xaden hadn't noticed me and I was literally drooling from his body. And suddenly, I noticed just a tattoo on his left breast yet. Wait! It was my name!

P, wearing a leather vest, was facing sideways, showing his tattooed arm. My mouth dropped open when I saw the tattoo. It was the same tattoo that Max had. It was the tattoo that all the members of the Wild Hurricanes had.