Vampire Bite On Neck Novels & Stories

The marks on my chest weren't anything dangerous, but the bite on my arm could be why I felt a little woozy. “It’s no big deal,” I shrugged it off, as it had already begun to heal. A vampire's bite wasn't lethal, but it did possess a poison-like venom, that could make anyone feel lightheaded, unbalanced, and extremely horny. But in large amounts - the same amounts that a vampire used to turn a human - it would be extremely painful for a werewolf, causing everything from a splitting headache to seizures. However, with the way I was feeling, I knew I hadn't gotten a large amount of venom in my system. And it definitely wasn't the reason why my cock stirred when Dina's scent wrapped around us.

It was ticklish. “You’re calling your boyfriend an asshole.” He licked my neck again. I froze up at the word boyfriend but then he licked my neck again and I laughed. “Hey, I’m ticklish,” I wheezed. “Stop licking my neck.” “Shall I bite it then?” He raised his head from my neck and my throat went dry. “W – what?” I stuttered. “Shall I bite it? Can I bite you?” “Are you – What are you? A vampire!?” I asked with my mouth falling open.

She shook her head, “No. I think the vampire bite had caused some pheromones to affect some of the males in the school.” “What vampire bite,” hissed Mavis harshly. Ava glanced around and saw that everyone was doing their own thing. She reached up and pulled the side of her shirt from the left side of her neck. Allowing Mavis to see the bite that she had gotten from the night before. “Ouch,” the southern girl hissed softly. “How did you walk away?”

I asked, my curiosity piqued. He took a deep breath. “The process starts with a bite, usually on the neck. It’s not just any bite though—it’s a special one that leaves a mark visible only to other werewolves. It’s like a supernatural tattoo, saying ‘Back off, this one’s taken.’” I shivered involuntarily. “And does it… hurt?”

“Attack me with that as your weapon.” With as much courage as I could muster, I ran towards him, my feet padding on the grass and aimed for his neck. Why the neck? He was taller than me and that was the one place my arm could reach. Plus, my brain thought it was a bright idea considering vampires always feed from humans via the neck. He made no attempt to stop me as I drove the branch into his jugular. I didn’t hear a bone crack neither did blood ooze from his neck. Instead, my branch snapped into two. One of the pieces fell to the ground with a silent thud.

As I carefully examined the lifeless body of the lady, my instincts kicked in, guided by the ever-watchful presence of my wolf. It was as if an invisible force drew my attention to the nape of her neck, compelling me to investigate further. With a growing sense of urgency, I leaned in closer, my gloved fingers gently parting the hair to reveal a telltale mark—two puncture wounds. The unmistakable signature of teeth sinking into flesh. It was a sight that sent a jolt of recognition through my being, awakening the dormant instincts within. My eyes widened as the realization hit me like a bolt of lightning. The mark on the nape of the lady's neck, the unmistakable bite—this was the work of a va

A groan escaped his lips as he deepened the kiss. "Forgive me Alpha but I need to attend to her wound", I heard Hannah say before I pulled away with a slight blush. I suddenly remembered the bite on my neck and I swallowed harshly. Being bitten by a vampire was a lot more painful than I had expected. The movies made it seem less painful than it looked.

Tipping my head back on his shoulder, I know I am exposing my neck to him, but I’m not afraid, not even when I feel his lips brush against my throat, feel a slight nip from his teeth as he explores that sensitive area. Part of me wants to feel his teeth sink into my flesh. I want to know how it feels to have my life blood flowing into him. I’ve heard vampires tend to bite when they’re having sex, but I say nothing to him about it, letting him take the lead. As long as he doesn’t release any venom into my bloodstream, he can’t turn me into one of those nasty hybrids. So why not let him have a taste?

Alexis mumbled for a moment before finally falling silent. Alexis lowered her head and began to recall the events that happened last night. Where she meets Adrian who turns out to be a vampire. And unfortunately, Adrian drank her blood so badly. That flash of memory instantly made Alexis frantically touch the left side of her neck which was bitten by Adrian last night. And sure enough, there was an excruciating pain that she felt when she touched the side of her neck there. Frantically, Alexis looked around her unfamiliar surroundings. It wasn't a dorm room on her campus. It is a room dominated by vintage pastel colors. Full of old stuff.

And the slam of the door behind me hopefully lets those two dead bodies inside understand that as well. I make it home in record time. Even though no one was staring at me through their car windows and no one is out on my neighborhood streets, I still tug at the collar of my dress to hide the bite mark on my neck. Its throbbing feels as if it were sending out some fantasy sign to flash above my head. Look at me. Look at me. This one got bit by a vampire.