This Totally Bites Book Novels & Stories

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.

Angry. I sidestepped his snap and leaped. I didn't go for his back this time. I went for the face. My jaws clamped onto his snout—a dangerous, arrogant move. I bit down, my fangs piercing the sensitive nose and muzzle. He thrashed, trying to shake me off, but I locked my jaw. I used my weight to drag his head down, twisting my neck violently. With a sickening crack, his footing gave way. He slammed into the mud, face first.

After the Alliance Tribunal, I went straight back to the manor to pack. Didn't feel a damn thing. Hardly owned anything—just clothes, Mom's pendant, and a bone whistle. What no one knew? Right after I downed the growth-slowing potion... I blew that whistle. Dad answered. Silverlune Pack's Alpha. Cold as frost. He hadn't forgiven me for walking out. Not even close. But when I pricked my finger and let one drop of blood hit the parchment...

He rolled halfway toward me, his eyes glassy, like he held tears in them, "Why do I feel like this? Why does it hurt?" I could lie, and tell him it was just a side effect of the shift, but he deserved the truth. "I'm sorry, it's because of me, I bit you last night, I promise I didn't mean to... not like that. But I dunno my wolf recognized something in you and now.....now we’re bonded." His eyes widened, "Wait, what?" "Not fully...just partially, the bite triggered the bond, but we're not fully bonded, and now your body is stuck, it wants to finish what we started."

Forever. My canines sank into her shoulder, tearing through the flawless skin. Screaming my name, bucking against my hips, milking my cock with her orgasm. Her blood filled my mouth, the metallic tasted like nectar on my tongue. My venom spread from the bite into her veins. She was mine. All mine. ***

Couches and chairs with greenish blue supports and creamy white cushions with small yellow and red designs of flowers. Who is the interior decorator here? We plant our butts on the soft couch while Ethan sits across from me in one of the chairs. Checklist: cancel or a yes next to each line. Toys. vibrators and gags. (Yes) Oral. (Yes) Biting "Does biting mean you dig your canines into my body?" I asked for clarification. Jacob shakes his head. "no, girl. Biting is exactly what it sounds like." Bitin:. Tes

I said against his lips. He removed my swimsuit, and by that I mean, he ripped it off. He kissed every inch of my body in a very sensual way. I was excited and scared for this moment. He opened my legs and entered me slowly, protection isn't needed, I mean I can't get pregnant by a vampire, that only happens in cliche movies and stories. "I will make you feel pleasure, but only if you give me permission to bite you." He told me while wiping my tears. I nodded, the man was enormous down there and I was in pain.

This is book two in the series, we are going to see Autumn evolve to become the person she is meant to be with her bff and vampire love by her side

he rasped, his voice dropping even lower, "we're going to make this official." Before I could process his words, I felt a sharp, piercing pain in my neck, right over my scent gland. He bit me. His teeth sank into my flesh, a white-hot agony that stole my breath. A scream tore from my throat, but it was quickly cut off as a wave of intense, overwhelming pleasure washed over me. His saliva, an alpha's venom, entered my bloodstream, a potent chemical cocktail that was rewriting my biology from the inside out. The pain melted into a blissful, all-consuming euphoria. The claiming bite. It was permanent. It was undeniable. I was his.

“Blaze.” Tipping her chin up, I crushed my mouth to hers, kissing her hungrily. I tasted everything she had to offer, nipping at the bottom lip she loved to tease. When my tongue slid into her mouth, I caught the faint taste of metal from biting down on her so hard. Her smirk dissolved into soft gasps as she squirmed beneath me, her hips shifting to meet mine, desperate for more. Not yet. I bit down on her neck, hard enough to pull a breathless sigh from her lips. Her body melted beneath me, surrendering completely. My bites weren’t soft or gentle—they were demanding, possessive, marking every inch of her skin.