Scary Stories Dog Licking Hand Novels & Stories

No idea what is going on but I have a feeling they’re not trying to eat me. I sit up, groaning, and I lift my hand to wipe the blood off the gash on my head where I hit my head. Two of the wolves start licking the blood of my hand and one of them licks at my wound, making me wince. They then decide to settle on me, surrounding me as if they would an injured packmate and laying down while one of them darts into the bushes. I am beyond confused but my hand reaches out to stroke the fur on the back of the smallest one and he rumbles in contentment. Wet noses snuggle into me as if demanded to be pet and I do so.

I come back to kneel in front of him, reaching out to touch him. He looks up at me, his eyes glowing intensely, and I gasp at the unexpected sight. He frowns, closing his eyes. Despite the shocking display, I don't feel scared; I'm just intrigued. I grab his hands as he trembles in pain, asking, “Are you okay?” When he doesn't answer, I take his hands in mine, feeling the vibrations of his distress. My hands slide up to his shoulders, and suddenly, he releases a loud growl, echoing through the quiet night.

Her fingertips grazed his fur softly and she gasped at the tingles that danced up her hands. The wolf whined, encouraging her to touch him. Layla looked into his captivating eyes just as her palm touched him, moving slowly through his fur. She was so engrossed that she didn't know when she moved her other hand and ran both her hands through his fur and up to his ears.

However, his hand remains persistent, tracing my movements with unwavering determination. At that very moment, the puppies seemed to catch a whiff of his scent, or perhaps they sensed his presence near me, as they emitted soft growls before retreating and curiously sniffing his hand. Their inquisitive nature led them to give it a playful nip, which made him hiss in response, but he remained still. This amusing sight caused Beast and Bones to burst into laughter, remarking, “Oh, it seems like they're attempting to protect her.”

He yanks my ankle again so that my knee is close to his face. Bending down he opens his mouth, tongue peeking out to lick my wound. The more he licks the stinging sensations die and he frees me of my pain. My struggling stops, my cries turning into soft hiccups and I lay still waiting for him to finish. He licks until the blood dries and the wound closes. My eyes widen as I look at the wound for mother told me bandages healed the wounds but I never knew there were other ways. Did wolves have the ability to do this? I peer back at him as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand removing the traces of my blood.

There was nothing aggressive about his gesture. A small hesitant smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I felt the rough texture of his tongue against my skin. Relief flooded through me, and I couldn't help but let out a nervous laugh. "You scared me," I said, reaching out tentatively to scratch behind his ears. Killer leaned into my touch, his tongue lolling out in a happy pant. It was as if he could sense my fear and was trying to reassure me in his own doggy way.

If this is how I died, then so be it. Just as I felt like they were about to pounce, the white wolf did the strangest thing. It sniffed me, then licked my face. It was something a dog would do to show it is friendly. What the fuck was happening? I opened my eyes. I felt a stinging on my face from where I scratched it in the bushes.

I had heard of a dog licking the face or hand, but never the body. It wouldn’t be bad to experience this, right? “Okay,” I yelped when he jumped at me like a dog, making me fall on the floor. He licked my face, making it gross. “No. I don’t like it." I tried to push him away, but he turned me around and groped my breasts. “I haven’t even started, Master," he nibbled my ear before licking it. “Agh… Alpha…” he squeezed my breasts like a ball that fit in his large hand.

Luna's throat went dry when she saw the creature’s fingers; they were razor-like. The creature suddenly sniffed the air, and Luna went numb. She was sure that thing was going to eat her if it spotted her. The creature sniffed again, like it was perceiving the scent of something. Luna tried to move her feet, but her feet felt stuck to the ground. The creature began to turn around. Luna held her breath, waiting for the worst. Just when the creature was about to turn to her, a hand stepped out of the darkness. One hand covered her mouth, and the other grabbed her by the tummy and pulled her into the darkness.

Almost over come with the strangest urge I bent down and patting his head I said, “Sorry. I had to.” At my words he licked my palm making me chuckle and just as I was about to tickle its soft fur on his back I felt a murderous aura surround me. A chill ran down my back and remembering who had entered my room I froze in my place. Are you insane, Lycia? How could you forget your mom’s presence? But I am sure people who have pets would know how hard it was to resist the puppy dog eyes.