Sirius Black Tattoo Novels & Stories

I was so speechless, I just jumped on him and he winced, the tattoo was still hurting a bit. My fingers traced another ink one on his shoulder, he got this one after his dad died, in memory of him. "Do you always do this when I'm asleep" Bryne's husky voice jolts me back and I quickly remove my hand from his chest. He frowns and sits up, resting his back on the headboard. He yawns and stretches. I gulp, watching his thick muscle extends and flexes. "Come here" I nod and crawl to his arms obediently. He draws circles on my back and hums an inaudible tune.

I immediately made my way to the kitchen to fix something for myself, but I was caught off guard. There he was, standing as if he had walked right off a billboard, wearing a sleeveless black top and briefs, his firm hands were evidence of years of gyming, and I could see his dick through those damned briefs. He rolled his tattooed fingers on the glass he was holding, somehow I picked that it was a habit for him to do that. “I asked if you need something?” his voice sounded huskier than usual, and there was something it did to me.

I deeply missed Sia; if she were here, I wouldn't worry so much, knowing she would be with me every step of the way. After offering prayers and completing the ritual with the priest and priestess, I followed to the shrine's other side. A hot iron rod engraved with the sigil brand of the Black Moon Pack was burning in the fire. I knew I was about to be branded with this symbol. The priestess approached me with the glowing sigil, and I moaned in pain as the hot iron impressed me. Afterward, I exited the shrine with Jennifer and Susan. Xavier and Kai waited for me outside the shrine, since this ritual was specific to the Luna, not the Alphas. Seeing me stagger with exhaustion, Xavier scooped me

Sirius growled. I side-eyed Austin unsure of the guard mark Sirius had mentioned. Seeing the confusion in my eyes, he neared my ear and said, “It's a red line tattoo; put on your inner ankle, and when you complete all the training, it will look like this. He then pulled up his pants leg to show me a small red arrow right above his ankle bone. “The black bow is for mastery, so you don't have to concern yourself with that,” he said firmly, and I huffed.

I resisted the urge to fan myself as my body temperature shot up. Other than bulky muscles, black ink marked his back with various tattoos. My brain had melted the moment I saw his hot, muscular body, so before I could think about it, I took a step in his direction and then a few more until I had a clear view of his tattoos. At a little distance down the neck, there was a tattoo that portrayed eight phases of the moon in a horizontal alignment. On the right side of his back, the anatomy of a wolf heart was tattooed with blood dripping down in drops. A date, 12-08-1994, was etched beneath the wolf's heart.

"I am not sure yet. I just heard some ladies at the club talking about it. However, what if it's just another mob called Black Wolves, you don't even know what the killer looks like?" "I may not have seen his face, but he has a black wolf tattoo. A tattoo of a wolf was clearly drawn on his arm, and the word BLACK was boldly drawn in it, signifying black wolves. I am sure every clan member must have a tattoo like that, just like we all in the Adrenaline mob, who have dragon tattoos".

Thirty minutes slipped by and Alpha Baron who was sitting on my left, commented. "Looks like he's running late" he said, but no one said anything. Just then, we heard the sound of footsteps. Everyone looked up and the tension doubled. Killian Black had just arrived with his Beta and Gamma. They all had a circular tattoo on the side of their necks which was half covered by the collar of their shirts. There was nothing abnormal about Killian. His aura radiated no darkness of any sort. He was just as tall and muscular as I was. Dark brown hair in a quiff, brown eyes and a moustache. He had a smile on his face. For reasons unknown to me, that smile of his, made my skin crawl. A tall blonde walke

I want more. I sit up, taking my shirt off, leaving me in only my panties. Scott wet his bottom lip as he stared at my breast, before his eyes connect with the tattoo on my stomach. He stops. "You weren't kidding huh?" He asked, lowering his head to stare at the black paint on my pale skin. "Nope" "My Phoenix" he reads it out, a smile on his face. "You got this for me" He says and I nod. "You didn't have to babe"

He shifted so that she could look at his back. Sybil reached up and touched the design that looked like a deep black tattoo between his shoulder blades. It was a circle like the others she saw. The interior crossing designs that came to the edge and from what she’d been told all held meaning. It was a mark of their bond, their souls and a blessing of the moon goddess. She noticed that some of the lines spilled outside the circle unlike others she saw. Small little curls that reminded her of ivy stems. It was beautiful to her. Aries suppressed a shiver as her hands touched him. One moving over the design and it immediately made his body jump. He looked at her over his shoulder. “I wish to see

Her completely naked body was now facing her man’s view. “What’s the matter, baby?” She eyed him carefully up and down and her gaze stopped on his muscular chest. She starred at that part for a few minutes. On his chest had appeared a new black tattoo in the shape of the letter ‘S’. It was surrounded by nine different greek characters.