Vampire Bite Piercing Novels & Stories

“I gave you what you asked for! I agreed to your stupid deal! What more do you want?” He shifted, his weight easing slightly, but he didn’t let me up. His hand moved to my neck, his fingers brushing the spot where he’d bitten me last night, and I flinched, the memory of that sharp, searing pleasure-pain flashing through me. “You don’t get it, do you?” he said, his voice low, almost amused. “Last night, when I bit you, I marked you. You carry my scent now, Chase. Every vampire in this town will know you’re mine. That’s my claim on you, no vampire can even think of coming close to you again.”

As soon as I got there, I saw Spencer holding Ginny’s hand while he was sitting beside her in the bed. “W-what happened?” I asked. There’s a healer standing beside the bed. He’s one of the best healers in our pack, Dr. Lourd. “Ginny was bitten by a vampire sire. This is not just a simple bite, the one who bitten her intendedly bite her this way to penetrate something inside of her,” Dr. Lourd said. “What do you mean?” I asked as I leaned closer to Ginny. Her body was too pale as her lips started to redden. I held her cheeks to slightly tilt her head to see the mark on her neck and saw a purplish skin around the two marks.

Many of them and from multiple angles flash in white-hot bursts of light or sickening splatters to an accompanying soundtrack of death shrieks, but aside from this single vampire, no others have made it so deeply inside. Like all vampires, he’s thin and bony looking, gray shadows of death sinking into the bags beneath his eyes and the hollows of his cheeks. This one sports large gauges in his ears and multiple festering piercings on his face, a sign of his recent making from human stock and a hint at his relative age and weakness.

Almost. ******** That night I was plagued by visions of lifeless, brown eyes, staring at me, filled with accusation. It didn’t matter how many times Max and Jonas told me it wasn’t my fault, in my heart, I knew it was. The girl, Ginny, must have been so scared, terrified. I knew that kind of fear. They said that she’d been tortured and bitten. What neither of them could ever truly understand, being born wolves, was that the bite itself, was torture; pure, unadulterated pain.

“You can do this.” I gritted my teeth, bracing myself as I gripped the jagged stone with trembling fingers. With a sharp, painful tug, I yanked it free from my hand, a guttural groan of pain escaping my lips. Blood poured from the wound, and I bit down hard on my tongue to keep from crying out louder. The agony was excruciating, but I couldn’t afford to draw attention. I worked quickly, wrapping my bleeding hand tightly with the socks, trying to staunch the flow of blood. The fabric quickly turned crimson, but it was better than leaving a trail for any other vampires to follow.

I chanted as he slid his fingers out and licked it I scrunched my nose as he chuckled and his eyes became dark all of a sudden. The wind began to howl and blow fiercely as he pushed me onto my back. The shutters flew about as the fire went off. Everywhere became dark and Scary as his fangs grazed my neck before piercing me deep. I screamed in pain but later began to moan and thrash on the bed. .. .. 💕 Unknown POV 💕 .. ..

What the hell? “It’s nothing dangerous or bloody, I promise.” Caroline reached out to take my hand, squeezing them reassuringly. “It’s just a tiny bite on your neck, right above the carotid artery, which had a direct link to your heart. The scar won’t even be visible to the naked eye in a couple of days.” “I…I…” Fuck! How on earth was I supposed to respond to that? Bite me? Quiet literally? Weren’t they wolves? They why was this starting to feel like a vampire horror story?

Lucian moved to my shoulder, biting a fresh, deeper wound and drinking while his hands gripped my hips. They rotated relentlessly. One or two vampires always buried deep inside me, fucking my pussy and ass with immortal strength. Sometimes they double penetrated me, stretching me wide and deep while the others continued to feed. Seraphine rode my face hard, grinding her cool, slick pussy against my tongue while she bit repeatedly into my breasts. Viktor and Damien claimed my ass and mouth in turns, their thick cocks filling me as more and more bites appeared across my body. Bite after bite after bite.

Fuck ! The motherfucker bit me by my fucking neck again !! His bites are so damn pleasure inducing ! Just like stories we heard about Vampire’s essence. I swear this man is not a human but a damn mortal Sex God. “Try to stay silent, ok ?” was the only warning he gave before thrusting two of his fingers into my fucking ass ! “Ah !” I moaned as his fingers scissored their way deep into my unexpecting hole and brushed against my prostrate before hitting the bundle of nerves repeatedly making my body spasm under the pleasure filled pain that I felt.

~~~ Amaya His eyes no longer had those pretty green tint in them. They were now a bright glowing red colour. His teeth now contained a pair of sharp fangs ready to bite through your skin anytime. He wasn't just my kidnapper anymore. Nor my stalker. He was now my vampire. This realization hit me like a train. My feet were glued to one place not daring to move. My breathing had stopped a while ago. The beast in front of me must've caught on to my nervousness because a small pang of hurt shot across his face but quickly vanished.