Pillow Biting Novels & Stories

Dad said it was from my grandmother and wanted me to wear it always. "It is not an ordinary necklace for it contains a powerful spell. I'm sure you have been wondering why Carter Rellis can read everyone else's mind but he can't read yours. Am I correct?" I stayed silent. He nodded with my silence, taking it as an affirmation. "It's because of that necklace. It can block vampires' mental abilities. If you didn't know, Vienna tried to poison your mind that day in the woods, but she wasn't able to do it. "

from this position, I had a bird's eye view right between her legs. "Little bit to the left, honey," Asher's voice came out muffled like he had a cold. I turned my head to find Willow squeezing his nose with her toes. I chuckled. At least Hycinth was keeping her ministrations to my cheeks and forehead. "Hey!" Gwen squealed from the other end of the couch. "Stop biting!" "There's nothing in the rules against biting," Ever snorted. She smacked him in the face with her toes. "Ow!" he grunted. "You're supposed to massage, not hit."

I growled, pulling my shaft out and plunging it back deeply, increasing my speed as I felt it nearing. I withdrew my lips from her mouth, clearing her shoulder and neck, putting her hair to the other side. I kissed it as I slammed my hips in one final thrust, my cock buried deep inside her. My canines extended and bit her neck, reclaiming her once again in the exact same spot as we both released at the same time. I closed my eyes, groaning at the intense pleasure. I swear, I almost blacked out. My canines extended deeper. I thought for sure I grazed a bone.

"James, please save my dog! She didn't bite anyone! It's all because Liliana resents us getting closer to each other!" James quickly understood what Sophia was implying. He stepped foward and used his status as my husband to give his statement more credibility as he said, "Officer, this dog isn't the one who bit people. Liliana is deliberately retaliating against Sophia. It's all a lie." I scoffed. In my past life, he would go so far as to kill his wife and daughter for Sophia, so nothing he did surprised me anymore. But I was furious. I charged at James and punched him squarely in the face.

I bit on his pet, imagining it to be a lollipop, damn the size, length, and hardness of my lollipop! "Oh, yeah!" Don't give up! Simply suck it, honey! "Fuck!" he yelled, clutching my head. "Ahh, screw it! I'm getting angry!" he murmured. I smacked his leg, but he didn't seem to mind, and he kept moving my head while I softly bit it, so he swiftly pulled away. "DAMN IT WOMAN!" he yelled as he yanked me upright. "Why did you bite me?" he raged. "I can't breathe!" I yelled, slapping his arm.

They all said in unison except my wife whose face was looking like a volcano which would burst any moment. "Sir, what is there on your neck?" Rohit asked. "What?" I demanded. "It looks like some bite mark," He answered. So it was a hickey given by my beautiful wife who was sitting next to me behaving like nothing happened. "Yes, someone bit me. Yesterday, a wild cat bit me," I said smirking. My baby choked on her food. Rithu patted her back. "Are you okay?" I asked. "I'm fine," she frowned.

I don’t want that to happen to my kids, or any of my friends’. In the middle of their wrestling, Justin managed to pounce on Pularis’s back and bit on his ear. Thankfully, he still had his puppy teeth so the bite itself was not painful, as far as I could see from where I was. He eventually slipped off the bigger wolf, though, but still had a firm hold on his ear, and was even tugging on it. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, kid. Now you’re getting a bit too riled up there,” Pularis chuckled, placing a paw on Justin’s head to keep him in place.

"That's insane." "It's practical. You need something to—" "I'll use the pillow like a normal person." "The pillow won't—" "I am not BITING you." He looked at me. Then at the pillow. Then back. "Fine," he said. "Pillow. But when it's not enough don't blame me." "I'll take full responsibility." He positioned his hands. One at my heel. One just above the ankle. "On three," he said. "Okay." "One." He snapped it on one.

He just listens and doesn't interrupt, and somehow, I manage to tell him just everything that happened. "What are you going to do about it? There is not much time left for you." He is right, I don't have much longer. "That's why I want you to give me the rest of the drugs, I can just beg John to give me more time to provide the money for the rest... Argh!" I yelp when Pierce's teeth suddenly sink against my ear lobe. This shit fucking hurts What's his weird obsession with biting me? And what is causing him to look so angry?

Aaron’s pulse skipped. “Dog?” he muttered, laughing weakly at himself. “You’re just a dog. Go away.” He shook his head, muttering, shoving the thought down, dismissing it. Then came the first strike. Something heavy lunged from the shadows, jaws clamping down on his calf. Pain erupted, hot and shocking, teeth sinking deep. He screamed, stumbling backward, hands clawing at the fur, the weight, the bite. The taste of blood hit him instantly, coppery and sharp.