Sweet Bite Marks Novels & Stories

he squints at me, seeing the mark at the base of my neck. “Your daddy,” I laugh. “Oh, did you two play too rough?” I almost choke. “Something like that,” I agree. He nods his head in sympathy and understanding. “Teeth can really hurt.” “It’s okay, Rafe.” I place my hand on my mark. “It was a love bite.” Rafe runs up to me. “Can I see it?” “Sure,” I reply. I make myself smaller, squatting so that I am at his eye level. He reaches over gently to touch my mark.

He backed me against the nearest wall before I could draw a full breath. There were no words or warning before his mouth sealed over the side of my neck, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh just below my ear. The bite was sharp, sudden, a bright pain that bloomed into molten heat that shot straight between my legs. I gasped, my hands flying to his shoulders, my nails digging in deep enough to draw twin red crescents. He groaned against my skin, the sound vibrating through me like a second heartbeat. “I’m marking you because I want everyone to see the hickey,” he rasped in a voice that sounded like gravel dragged over silk. “I want everyone to look at this and know your stepbrother marked y

As the afternoon light filters in, I finally manage to rise, my body aching as if it’s been hit by a train. I groan, rolling over to find myself face to face with Braden’s side, his ribs rising and falling with each breath, and my eyes drift to his birthmark. It an unusal mark and I have never seen it at this angle before. Up close, it looks more like… teeth marks. The color is darker red nearly purple, almost angry, and the outline is distinct, as if something once sank into his skin and left a permanent reminder. My finger traces it lightly, feeling a subtle indentation, and I swear it matches the shape of a bite.

She can only hold on to him as her orgasm builds. She feels the wave wash over her and she cries out, then the sharp pressure of his pointed teeth against her skin makes her shudder. He then grunts his release; she quickly lets her teeth drop and bites into his shoulder. There’s a small amount of resistance, but she breaks the skin as gently as she can. She pulls her teeth away and licks the wound, sucking it gently as she does. He moans, but she continues until she can’t taste blood anymore. She draws back to inspect her mark. The small marks she’d made from her pointed teeth were completely healed over, but she knew they would never fade. She smiles, then rests her forehead against his,

“I’ll try to avoid biting you. I’m sorry for the scar.” She smiled. “You’re upset you hurt me but you’re not really sorry that you marked me. It’s proof that I belong to you, right? I get it.” She licked her lips. “You can do it all you want. Just try to avoid drawing blood though. Love bites are sexy and I enjoy it when you nip me during sex. It makes me so hot.” He couldn’t miss the sincerity of her words. “You could mark me and I don’t mind if you draw blood. I love when you dig your nails into my back.”

“These look like bite marks too” “Bite marks ? But Luca swore it wasn’t them”. I say on a gasp. “I doubt that it was”. “Who the fuck beside a hamram would bite like that ?” Panic pushes away the calm, and my throat sucks in air for a scream. But Siri manages to calm me again. “Thanks”. Siri shakes her head. “The bite is not wide enough to be a hamram. It looks like a human bite, but the cut is too clean, too sharp for human teeth. And she was drained of blood or her back would have been blue”.

Baring her neck to me to bite into it. I feel my teeth elongate slowly. I feel the urge to mark her there and then. Her neck smells too heavenly to resist. It’s mouthwatering. I could just… take her here… Instead my hand slides over to her wrist. I press my mouth to it, not in hunger but because marking requires contact and intent and since this one should be temporary, I need to be as precise and delicate as possible so I do not do this wrong. I’m quick, a bite firm enough to break the skin but not to maim. I taste iron and fear as she shivers and then relief. It’s like a switch flips. The scent that had flooded the room thins, her muscles unclench, the tremors recede. Her breathing eases t

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.

The corners of his mouth upturn ever so slightly and he takes his leave with a small bow . He really was a sweet gentleman wasn't he ? I glare at Jace . " Listen , I wasn't going to mark you . I only meant to graze you a little . Intoxicate your blood with my scent and to feel the slightest bit of emotions to keep you safe . " He tried to explain with concern . I wasn't having it . " Jace you fucking bit me , what if you missed and it ended up being a mark ? And I wasn't going anywhere either , I had already told you that . " I grit my teeth .

With a growl, I removed myself, as gently as possible, from her mouth and pulled her up. Rolling us over and pinning her to the bed, my lips attacked her neck. I sucked it. Most likely leaving a passion mark. I bit her gently before kissing down to her beautiful breast. I rubbed my thumb over her hardened flesh before taking it into my mouth. I suck gently, enjoying the moans coming from her. I then turned my attention to the other one and gave it the same treatment.