Page 189 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
I nod, core clenching needily as my lips capture his. “Akash, yes.”
Azrael lowers his head to Levi’s throat, biting and then smothering each minor scrape with open-mouthed kisses. When his head lifts from the crook of Levi’s neck, Levi fists Azrael’s hair to guide his face towards mine.
My heart flutters with the realization that this is the first time Azrael and I will share a kiss. And this moment, sharing this intimacy and mutual adoration, feels like three puzzle pieces sliding into place. The tenderness in Azrael’s kiss is only matched by his fervor.
Tears burn my eyes with the rightness of it.
Of us.
One of the hands gripping my thighs lifts to cradle my cheek as our kiss deepens. The reverence in his voice makes my heart swell to the point of pain.
“Oh, sweet seraphim…”
At first, I wanted this to be solely about them, but now I can’t resist the need to join them. Azrael straightens, and theirhips slow as I shift to slide off the counter, to stand beside them, lowering myself to my knees. My eyes dance between each of theirs, lingering on Levi’s even as my tail needily coils around Azrael’s thigh.
“Is this okay?”
His eyes trace the action before returning to mine as his fingers caress my jaw.
“It’s perfect, princess. You’re perfect.”
All at once my heart is flooded with so much love it steals my breath. My gaze holds his, intentionally pouring every ounce of that emotion into it, as I part my lips, wrapping them around his crown and hollowing out my cheeks as I suck.
Levi’s face tenses with emotion, his hand cradling my jaw as I swallow him down. “You know I’ll never be able to go without this now, right?”
I don’t want you to.
The thought makes my eyes burn.
With my free hand administering teasing strokes over Azrael’s cock, I drag myself down Levi’s length until he’s reached the depths of my throat, and I have to swallow against my gagging.
Levi’s fingers fist my hair as he groans, thrusting deeper.
“Oh my fucking God, Vi.”
Saliva pools in my mouth, seeping from the corners until I pull myself off him.
“Oh, gods, you taste so fucking good.”
My saliva drips in thick strings from his cock that I use to wet my strokes as I shift my attention to Azrael.
Lifting my gaze—I find his filled with so much love it makes my heart stutter. “We’re supposed to be pampering you, seraphim.”
Emotion rises, along with gratitude for this beautiful male.
“Oh, but you are.”
A gasp escapes me as something cool but firm presses against my slick folds, and I look down to find tendrils of shadow between my legs, gradually taking form until Azrael’s phantom is lying beneath me—with my pussy directly over where his mouth would be. Black, ephemeral hands curl over the tops of my thighs as I feel what is unmistakably a tongue sweep through my folds before lips wrap around my clit andsuck.
“Oh, fuck.”
My shock is nearly as bright as my arousal. The sensation isn’t as firm or tangible as Azrael’s actual flesh-and-blood mouth would be, but it’s just as intense—buzzing with magic. I surrender to the overwhelming sensation, rocking my hips against him as more tendrils of shadow slither up my body to tease my nipples. I look up to find Azrael’s hooded gaze paired with a satisfied grin. Levi’s expression mirrors mine—shock and arousal—as his cock twitches in my hand.
My eyes roll, head tipping back. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, Az…”
Azrael’s lips part on an expelled breath as I proceed to press wet, open-mouthed kisses over his crown and along the subtle upward curve of his length. Introducing myself to each of the plush veins before I guide him to my throat. His deep groan is the harmony to my hum of ecstasy. When I reach my limit and begin to gag, he strokes my hair back and massages my throat to ease my efforts.
“Look at you, little seraphim. How well you take our cocks and my shadows. You suck us so fucking good.”
