Page 185 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
I yelp in surprise, cheeks instantly aflame. Turning, I find Azrael leaning in one of the archways, looking dashing as ever. Even with tousled hair and dressed only in his pajamas.
“Akashalmighty, how long have you been standing there?”
A grin teases his lips. “Tell me, do you begin every morning with a good nipple pinching? Shall I try it as well?”
My eyes narrow to slits even as relief suffuses me. “You’re feeling better.”
“Much. Nothing more cleansing than a good weep and a night of self-wallowing.”
A frown turns the corners of my mouth. “Oh, darling…”
He waves away my concern. “Fear not. I’m nothing if not resilient…” His gaze roves over me, laden with no small amount of desire. “... And easily distracted.”
My eyes dip to the thickening outline of his cock in his pajama pants, which he quickly readjusts to pin behind his waistband. “Forgive me. It’s beyond my control. Especially when you’re sleep-mussed and dressed in nothing more than your intimates.”
A smile twitches at the corner of my mouth as the butterflies in my stomach take flight.
My heart gallops as the sound of the front door opening and closing has me straightening and tossing my hair over one shoulder. Azrael’s mischievous expression softens, voice ripe with sincerity and dropping low so only I can hear. “You’re the epitome of beauty, precious seraphim.”
Levi’s footsteps draw our gazes towards the archway in front of us, and a moment later, he appears, toting at least a dozen bags between both arms. The sight of him dressed in denim trousers, boots, a flannel, and a hunting jacket that emphasizes his thick, muscular arms and broad chest inspires my core to clench with need. His eyes rake over me as he sets them onthe counter beside me and presses a kiss to my lips. “Good morning.”
The action is too swift, and leaves me feeling breathless. Levi nods towards Azrael as he begins unpacking the groceries. “How’s the neck?”
Closing the distance between us, Azrael helps Levi unpack. Pride shines in his eyes as he meets my gaze. “Violette’s potion proved powerful and effective. You can hardly see the scar.”
Emotion squeezes my heart, and as if Azrael can sense it, he presses a kiss to my forehead. “You’re immensely talented, little seraphim.”
Levi’s gaze is on us as he shuts the fridge and comes to stand beside me, washing his hands at a nearby sink. Between him and Azrael’s praise, I can’t help but squirm. The two of them exchange a look, communicating what, I have no idea.
I exhale a held breath as Levi breaks the mounting tension.
“The next rites to complete are pampering and grooming?”
“Yes.”
One of those rare, ear-to-ear grins splits Levi’s face as he gazes down at me. “Perfect.”
A small giggled squeal leaves me as his hands suddenly take hold of my waist with a, “Watch out for your wings, love,” and I glamour them as he lifts me onto the counter, setting my bum on the edge of it. He gives a dark chuckle as his hands roam the outside of my thighs, sets my legs over his shoulders, and meets my gaze. “What better way to pamper you than by starting your day with multiple orgasms? Wouldn’t you agree, Az?”
My heart thumps even heavier as Azrael steps forward to stand beside Levi. His gaze locks with mine. “I couldn’t possibly agree more.”
Chuckling, I lean back on my hands, watching with a held breath as Levi lifts my nightdress over my hips, and furtheruntil it’s bunched above my breasts. The look in his eyes is both devouring and reverent.
“Goddamn, princess. I’ve never been so inspired to worship God until you.”
My heart warms at his declaration. Levi’s mouth descends upon each of my breasts with a gentle fervor, firmly cupping each one in his hands to lavish it with his affection. His groan is a sound of relief and pleasure in equal measure as he takes turns sucking each nipple into his mouth before teasing it with his tongue, turning them into aching points that make my clit tingle with mirrored sensation.
Azrael’s gaze is filled with adoration as he measures each of my reactions. “You deserve to be worshipped, sweet seraphim. You know that, right? You are a goddess after all.”
My heart pinches with a certain tightness that has emotion rising to my throat. His eyes dance between each of mine.
“Tell me you know it, love.”
I merely nod for fear that speaking it aloud will cause tears to disrupt this blissful moment. Levi’s teeth scrape against one nipple, making me whimper. “We need to hear the words, Violette. Say it.”
The back of Azrael’s fingers graze my cheek as he holds my gaze.
My voice is barely above a murmur. “I deserve it.”
