Romans & histoires Sweet Bite Marks

"There's two of them." The bite wounds had healed a bit quicker than a human’s would have, but since the Preliminary Blood Mark was meant to be left incomplete, Sofia could only hope they would fade with time, like all other scars. They were prominent enough now, however, and Sofia could see the wheels turning in Feral Vampire’s head. "She is Marked," he muttered in confusion. "Doesn't smell Bound, though,"

"That was nice but if you want to leave a mark you gotta do it harder sweetie." Oh he's evil...!! Braze purses his lips and leans forward again. This time he doesn't hold back on the devil and bites down quite harshly causing Brandon to hiss and throw his head back. I imitate what he did and start sucking and licking on the mark before I kiss it earning a lot of moans and whimpers from Brandon. When I pull back I feel kind of proud of myself for being able to get such a reaction out of Brandon and I smile at him awkwardly.

He sat right beside me, touched my cheek before pushing my hair back to reveal my neck. He kissed my neck lightly, placed his tongue on the spot before biting and sucking. A loud moan escaped my mouth and I quickly used my hand to cover my mouth. Damon removed my hand with his other hand while he was still doing things to my neck. "When I do things to you, I want to hear your moans" he whispered into my ear before kissing it softly. I swallowed hard at the thoughts of him doing things to me. "We mark our mates by biting with our teeth to leave our marks on them. It's a way of claiming them as ours and as only ours"

I didn't take him to be the biting type, but I never thought I was the scratching type either. Compared to these scratches, the hickeys that he placed all over my body pale in comparison. I can't believe I went feral in the moment of pleasure. “Love marks,” he said. His index finger lifted my chin, and his thumb soothed the crease of my brow. I didn't even know I was frowning. “These are all Love marks. I'm proud to have them, happy even.” he smiles and I smile too. My mind went back to the call he had taken earlier.

My eyes settled on the bite mark around her neck, a dark satisfaction crawling into my chest as I leaned in and blew little air on it. My mark. Now that I had claimed her mine, no Alpha would risk their lives to take her in their pack unless they had a death wish waiting to be granted by me. Mate marks always faded after healing, only returning when the woman was on heat or when it was necessary to warn other males away. But I had bitten her too deeply, too viciously. I could still taste her blood on my tongue, metallic and warm, a reminder of how completely I had taken her. I had taken advantage of the fact that she had not shifted yet, knowing that a bite that deep would never fully fade.

And here I was, sinking into the luxury provided by the man who had let our legacy burn. The guilt was a sudden, sharp claw in my chest. I reached up to scrub at my face, my hand sliding down the side of my neck. My fingers stopped. There, just below the hinge of my jaw, was a sensitive patch of skin. I turned toward the steamed-up mirror, wiping a clear patch in the glass with my palm. I froze. The mark was unmistakable. It wasn't a bruise from a fall or a scratch from a halberd. It was a bite—dark, jagged, and perfectly placed over my scent gland.

"You're perfect, you're a lovely person, you're trustworthy, you brighten everyone's spirits when you enter the room. You'll be a perfect Luna. " "Mark me." "Please. " I let out a small whisper. He leans in and our lips connect, the feeling of electricity and fireworks make my body shutter. His tongue swipes across my bottom lip asking for an entrance. My body couldn't resist. His sweet tongue danced with mine, making me restless. He trailed burning kisses down my neck, leaving love bites. I yet out a quiet moan as he reaches the spot between my shoulder and neck. This is it. He's going to mark me, make me his.

he parted away and wiped my tears "I'm marking you" I nod without focusing on what he just said. The pain is too much for me and Maya continuously growling in my mind because of the pain. He started licking my neck to the left shoulder and that's when I recalled his words. He was marking me. Before I could say something, he bit on my left shoulder using his canine to mark me. "Aah," I yelped and clutched his hair. He licked that area where he bit me to heal the wound.

Olivia says and turns to Liam. "With pleasure," Liam says before kissing Olivia on the lips. "Liam," Olivia said. "Yes baby," "Are the bite mark still not gone?" Olivia said. "The mark are fading, the scent doesn't even stick to you anymore, I can only feel your scent and myself on your body," Liam said. "Then why didn't you mark me?" Olivia said.

She cried out as he sucked the flesh into his mouth, ensuring that he would leave a mark on her unblemished skin. “Are we still green, poppet?’ he asked. “Yes, Sir,” she said breathlessly. He bit down again, on the other breast this time, leaving another mark. He didn’t break the skin, but he did have an insatiable need to mark her. He covered her breasts with love bites and Lisa’s breathing grew more rapid, her body trembling, her moans louder and louder with each mark he left. “Still green?” he asked as he inspected his work.