Pillow Biting Novels & Stories

But my lip hurts! “I-im sorry…” I heard him say. I turned my gaze to him. “Why did the canal suddenly rise?” I was a little annoyed to ask him. Mom and Dad will see it! “Because that’s what I saw in the video earlier, he bit the woman’s lips and even made the woman moan…” He looked down when he said the last sentence. I approached him and lifted his face to meet our eyes. “Because you should try it, not just take a bite.” I preach to him.

She bit Kiba’s attempt to a halt— that is, she bit his face as he tried to bite her. She bit his snout (nose and upper jaw area), and with that reversal of roles, I watched Kora angrily slam Kiba to the ground, while still jamming his snout in her fangs. She was biting him too tightly. Just then, I heard a snarl come deep from within Kora’s chest and then I saw her crush Kiba’s snout... She bit against his bone and crushed it with her teeth so that Kiba bled at once. His face crumbled to a mess nos and that was when Kora let go of him.

A whimper escapes me when Max hits and throws me on the floor. “How dare you!” He bellow and seethes with rage. His hand is bleeding so much that even when he tries to apply pressure with his other hand. It wasn’t healing quickly, which could only be explained by the fact that I may have bitten him too hard and too deep. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt his foot kicking my stomach. I vomited the water I consumed earlier. “Don’t you know that it is rude to bite the hand that feeds you!? You ingrate!”

She's only, I guess, three years old, but she already has an instinct to protect the younger ones. "Good job. I'm so proud of you. " I rubbed her head, and she giggled. "How many children have been bitten? " "Dolly, Tony, and Lola only Prince Amir. " One of the Nannies replied. Why do they only bite werewolves' babies? There are also witches' babies, but why werewolves? " "Any changes in their behavior after being bitten? " "I didn't notice any changes; it only swelled like normal insect bites for two days, and then it healed."

“That’s more like it. You’ve been holding yourself back.” He replaced his hand with his mouth, giving the other breast the same attention. When he bit again this time, I bit my lips, stopping myself from screaming. He bit me harder. Pain shot through my body but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of screaming again. Lorenzo saw this as a challenge and bit even harder. I hissed in pain, arching my back. He soothed the pain by sucking on the spot he bit. When he raised his head, the spot was bright red. He seemed proud of himself.

I nodded and then smiled at him. "Thanks Lyle," I purred to him. "Got anything else for after that.... How about an extra room? That'd be great!" "Nope, sorry kiddo." "But Lyle... He's. Eating. My. Sheets," I complained and whined. "I don't want to be bitten while I'm trying to sleep! Please?" I asked him then slipped the envelope into my jacket for safe keeping. "I gave him my pillow and the first thing he did after that was start to eat the bed with growls," I told him then leaned against the desk. "If Milo started to bite pillows and snarl in his sleep when he got near your scent, would you still sleep in the bed?" Oh man... I might actually end up sleeping on a couch to save myself.

I turn to my left, and see Cole biting his nails, with a worried look. "If you keep on biting them, people may start to question if you have actually had food" I croak, turning to my side, and closing my eyes again. I open them immediately as he jolts abruptly, and cries out, "Fuck! Man, I bit myself!" He says wagging his finger in the air. "Such a baby." I roll my eyes. "Am not!" He states. "Are too!" "Am not!" "Are too!" "Am n-"

Or better yet, remove his briefs. His fangs slightly grazed my bottom lip and it left me tingling in need to know what else he could do with them besides biting people on their necks to draw blood. Pretty romantic, isn't it? "Dammit!" He muttered under his breath. "I don't have any condoms." I bit on my lower lip to control my laughter. "Well, if you must know, I think they have a special cupboard for those in the bathroom. Want to borrow some?" I honestly don't know where this boldness was coming from.

"I'll be jealous if you keep giving all your attention to that damn pillow." My eyes fluttered open. Driven by a chaotic mix of irritation and lingering desire, I sank my teeth into his broad shoulder, biting down on the thick muscle with enough force to draw a faint, salty tang of copper onto my tongue. His reaction was instantaneous. The muscles in his hips locked like hot iron. He let out a deep, primal growl that rattled my ribs, and the friction in my lower belly flared to life again, far more feverish than before. The harder I bit into his shoulder, the faster and deeper his thrusts became.

To keep myself from suffocating, I tried to tug the pillow away, only to feel some resistance. Confused but unable to see what was going on on my end, I pulled on the pillow again. This time I heard a slight tearing sound and stopped. That couldn't be any good, but I wasn't sure what was causing it. Had the pillow caught on to something? I heard a growl and felt Maverick's chest rumble against me. Then it clicked. He had actually bitten down on the pillow and was treating it like a chew toy in his sleep. I couldn't believe this was happening.