Vampire Bites Neck นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Oh my God.” I turned to her, confused, only to find her staring wide-eyed at something on the side of my neck. “What’s that?” I reached for it, but she caught my hand instantly. She squinted. “Is that a freaking hickey?” My heart sank deep. I hadn’t even realized anything was on my neck. “I’m sure it’s not. Must be a mosquito bite.” I noticed some on my chest I’d mentally shoved aside to think about later. Seriously… What was he, a vampire?

She was in a new territory she knew nothing about and she had to trade carefully lest she derail, how could she be snapping back at him when she did not know the depth of his authority. He pulled her by the neck and rammed her at the wall. "What did you say?" He demanded. "I'm sorry" she replied, hoping he'd leave her be as her neck had become the go area he always grabbed her with. She screeched under his hold and moved her head frantically trying to free herself. That was when he saw the mark on her neck. It was a fang, the familiar bite mark of a vampire. He took his second hand and used it to aid his other hand that held her neck, trying to strangle her.

After last night's frenzy on one side and cooperation on the other, I had no idea when the gauze around Neil's neck had fallen off. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that dry wound on his fair skin. It was a bit unusual; leaning in for a closer look, I could clearly see two round puncture marks, accompanied by minor bite marks and abrasions. Those two puncture wounds were unmistakably vampire bites. Could that brat Harry be a vampire?

He wanted her skin on his. He didn't kiss her lips. He went for her throat, his teeth sinking deep into the vein. Vespera let out a jagged, broken moan, her hips bucking against the mattress as the pain of his bite sent a shock of grounding reality through the fever. He wasn't being gentle. He was marking her, his teeth leaving deep, purple divots in her neck and shoulders.

I hiss. Swiping my hair off my shoulder and pulling it into a knot at the nape of my neck, I try to formulate a plan. I am so lost in my thoughts that I don’t notice Vesper has knelt down beside me. His fingers are dangerously close to my neck. I swat his hand away and jump to my feet. “What the fuck are you doing?” “There is a bite on your neck,” he whispers. I cover the bite with my hand. I had forgotten all about it. “It is how Lycans mark their mates.”

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 💕 .. ..

She said inwardly as she quickly walked back to her room. After the intense sex, Camilla held onto Sebastian on the bed. "That was good" she said biting her lips while looking into Sebastian's eyes. "Yes but something bad is about to happen" Sebastian said and Camilla blinked repeatedly and before she could ask why he said that, Sebastian moved quickly and she felt something sharp sinking into her neck. She wanted to scream but instead tears fell out of her eyes as she felt Sebastian sucking her blood. "What...are you? Camilla asked while crying. She had heard about stories of vampires but never believed it. Even now, she wished it was a dream. A bad dream. Pulling away from her neck, Sebast

My lips tear from his when I embrace him; a sharp pain forms on my neck, increasing the intensity of my orgasm. I must have clenched him too tightly, for a light pressure fills my lower abdomen as his moan echoes in the air after my own. The scent of blood floods my nostrils. He must have bit my neck. What the hell? Is he a vampire? "Ah...fuck..." I curse as I try to regain the steadiness of my breath, yet he is still all I can breathe. "What?" "Protection. We didn't use a condom." "I don't mind another child."

The woman’s voice grew louder as she sang in a foreign language unknown to my ears. Then, I felt his sharp, pointed fangs graze the spot above my jugular vein. My body tensed up as my heart started to pound loudly in my ears. Fear was the only sensation I felt. He had never bit me on my neck before. Samael had only ever fed from my wrist to drink my blood. I didn’t know what it would feel like, and I was terrified to find out. What if it really hurt? What if he isn’t able to stop and drains every drop of blood from my body? The jugular vein was one of the most dangerous and intimate veins for vampires to bite on their victims. Why was he changing his habits?