Snake Bite Piercing Tongue Novels & Stories

My teeth painfully itch . "Ow" I shut my eyes as the pain intensifies , I just really want to bite something. In a second Jace rushes in front of me and pries my mouth open with his fingers . " Your canines are surfacing " He says with fascination as his finger pokes my canine . I snap my jaw shut and he pulls his finger back before it gets bit off . "Easy there vampie" Jace chuckles and heads to the cooler . "It was O+ right ?" He grabs a blood bag marked O+ and hands it over to me . I take it from his hands in an instant .

Slowly he trailed the kisses down on her neck towards the base of her neck where her shoulder and meck meet before started sucking on that particular spot. Soon after that, his sharp canines elongated before he pierced her soft skin and sink his canines on her neck. Aurora felt something sharp pierce her skin before a jolt of pain shoot in her neck causing a loud shriek of pain to escape her lips and she clutched Leonidas's suit in a tight grip feeling her legs turn into jellies. Feeling contented and more connected to her Leonidas slowly pulled out his canines befpre he ran his tounge over the pierced skin which started to heal due to his saliva.

The words are garbled because of my swollen tongue, but he understands me anyway. "Drink your water." I take another sip just because the cold is soothing. He rounds the counter and stands right in front of me. He doesn't touch me yet. He hooks a finger under my chin. "Open. Show me." I open. He looks at the tongue bar. The steel is set high in the centre and a little to the left because the piercer wanted to avoid a vein. The ball is matte titanium. He looks at it without touching me. I can hear his breath go shorter.

The doctor asked, resting his hand on her forehead to check if she had a fever. "My leg hurts and it's difficult to breathe." She whimpered, "And my mouth tastes like metal." "They are common symptoms of water snake bite." "Doctor, my friend tried to suck the venom out. Is it dangerous?" Arabella asked, surprising Matthew with her deep concern. The doctor turned his attention to Matthew. "It is, if the poison enters his bloodstream. Do you have an open wound in your mouth, Sir?" He shook his head. "Fortunately, no." "Then there's no reason to worry."

I want something to hurt that is not the ache between my legs or the bruise forming on my neck where his teeth sank in. What did I do? The question circles my brain like a trapped bird, beating its wings against the inside of my skull. What did I do? What did I let him do? I press my fingers to the bite. It throbs. It burns. It feels nothing like the cheap blockers I scrub into my glands every morning. It feels permanent. It feels like a brand. Someone has marked me—claimed me—and I do not even know his name.

he said sharply. “I know that!” I snapped. “What do we do?!” He didn’t answer. He stared at her throat. I followed his gaze. Two small wounds. Already dark. Already angry. Already swollen. Caleb’s footsteps thundered toward us. “What’s wrong?” he demanded. Then he saw her. And went completely still. “Oh fuck.” “She was bitten,” I gasped. “By a snake. I think—” Caleb crouched beside her. “What kind?”

She swipes something out of her pocket, and in one swish, slices my stomach. The burning feeling is instant. I growl, lurching back as a familiar sting builds there. Silver. I can't see it, but I know it's a small cut. Still, even a silver pinprick can grow into something life-threatening if left untreated. And I don't think they plan to treat me. “Since she’s so powerful, let's pray she gets here to heal you on time, yes?” I snarl at her, wanting to use the strength I still have left to retaliate with silver of my own.

I spoke against her neck. I opened my mouth and Lance brought our canines forward so I could mark her. I bit down on the spot on her neck and listened to her hiss as she dug her nails into my back. I released her neck from my canines and kept thrusting into her lightly. I licked the blood that was leaking from the mark to seal it. I watched as it healed seconds later, leaving a permanent birthmark type bite on her. I didn’t feel the sting of a bond being broken because of my claiming her and I knew that I had no fated mate in the world.

“Fuck. Fuck, Peaches, your fucking mouth. Fuck, you feel so good.” That just spurs me on, and I work to take him deeper, using my hand to cover the parts of his shaft that I can’t take. Slowly, I suck my way up, getting used to the way his cock feels on my tongue. The warm metal of his piercings feels strange at first, but I map those out too, letting my tongue slide over the places where the bars disappear into his skin. Benedict doesn’t hold back his noises, or his praise.

With a small smile, I made quick work with the spikes around his neck. As I pulled some of the chains away, the sharp spikes around his neck dug further into his scales. It wouldn't budge. Gazing at the spikes, I took a deep breath. "Lótesse te rucs." At my words the collar snapped free, revealing a marred neck underneath. The scales were severely damaged by the spikes, as Torren's blood oozed out of the wounds. Running my hand down the base of his neck, I heard a small whimper leave his throat. "We'll get you healed when we have reached safety." Gazing down at Torren, I smiled at him. "Can you wait a little longer?"