Snake Bite Piercing Tongue Novels & Stories

the coroner explained to him “What do you mean it cannot be found in our territory?” he asked in confusion “The venom of the snake was that of Saw-scaled Viper and I only knew of this when I travelled deeper into the east region around five years ago. Unless someone brought them here to rear them, we cannot find something like this here. The sleeping drugs in the fruit would have weakened her since she was with a child and made the snake bite react quickly than normal” the coroner expatiated and left him in the room

And I told her I wouldn't want to live anymore if she would leave me. Time clicked by so slowly as I waited for Patrick to finish disinfecting his knife. I wanted to drain the blood that accumulated in the bite area, hoping that a part of the venom would ooze out from the wound. As soon as I made a small slit in her cheek, I immediately suck the wound, thinking that my mouth had more power to extract the venom under her skin before it would seep into the bloodstream.

He made plenty of noise along with words of encouragement for me to keep sucking his cock and the fact that I was doing an excellent job. Snake held the sides of my head as I continued my tongue lashing. Soon he said, "I'm going to cum Britt, awwwwww .... oh, here it cums." He squirted into my mouth and I immediately swallowed. This time there wasn't as much so I kept up with him as he unloaded into my mouth.

She then fainted after her body went through the sharp pain. The bite was unlike anything she had ever experienced, a searing agony that radiated from her neck throughout her entire being. El-Kharis had sunk his fangs into her delicate skin, piercing through to inject his essence. The initial sting gave way to a burning sensation, her veins feeling like they were set aflame, and then, abruptly, a cold numbness spread. Her vision blurred, darkness enveloping her consciousness until she succumbed to the overwhelming torment.

It was easily over two meters tall and once it was off, the tattoo was gone, it had manifested into a real animal, a snake that slithered its long body across the floor, heading for Darian. The tongue stuck out and it hissed until it reached him and then it raised its upper body and moved the head from side to side. They held Darian’s arms and the snake locked in on his neck and broadened its jaws. It attacked, it dug its teeth into his throat and held it. His screams were agonizing, tortured in a way that would haunt my memories forever and I saw the blood dripping in a perfect line down his throat and around his neck. “What are you going to do with him?” I asked.

It must be something serious. "What's the case?" I ask as we practically run through the corridors. "David Baker, six years old, snake bite. The ambulance will arrive in two minutes; the bite happened almost half an hour ago, and the venom is already spreading through the boy's body. Paramedics report he's in a lot of pain, his skin is turning purple, and there's significant swelling."

He said mates could heal each other, not the deep wounds or life-threatening sickness, but maybe I could heal the wounds in his back with my saliva. I positioned myself on his back. This might look gross, but I didn’t feel like that at the moment. If anything, the idea of licking his wound and tasting his blood was arousing me. I didn’t waste any more time and dipped my tongue into his wounded skin and started lapping on it. Aeon stirred from his sleep before his body went rigid. I had no idea if I woke him up or not, but I just continued with what I was doing. "Hmmm…" A soft moan escaped my throat with my actions. This was all nice until I felt a slight burn on my tongue. I instantly withdr

It would be dangerous if Pandora let Aceli get too close. “No, Aceli.” Unfortunately, that spontaneous movement led to something heartbreaking. Pandora accidentally stepped on the snake’s tail. At that very moment, the attack happened in an instant. A sharp bite from the long fangs left a puncture wound and blood flowing out. Pandora felt excruciating pain—so much so that the wound on her arm slowly began to swell.

I felt her body arch and smirked into her skin. She pulled me back up by my hair and brought my lips back to hers. She bit my bottom lip, and I moaned. She bit it again and smirked when she got the same reaction. She took one of my snake bites between her teeth and pulled gently. She knew what this did to me.

I looked at her, puzzled, "What the hell is a snake bite?" She sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of her nose, "I forgot I'm talking to a piercing impaired person." She muttered. "Hey!" "Sorry, but it's the truth buddy." She tutted and I just stayed quiet in the corner. "Snake bite is a two piercing on your bottom lip with a little stud." Said the big guy, staring at me like I was stupid. I got enough of this already, I was out of here. But what about that little daring act I need to do? To hell with that, I can do something like jumping of from a cliff or something as equally dangerous.