Page 206 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
“I’ll take care of the bond so long as you allow me to court you in full syrith tradition.”
Truly, I owe Somnus a greater debt than I can ever possibly repay. One that I internally vow to try and repay.
I huff a derisive laugh, shaking my head. “Go to bed, Azrael.”
Azrael’s throat dips as the glittering in his eyes returns. My recalcitrant heart pinches tight with emotion, everything within me urging me to hold him in my arms. To tell him I forgive him, and plead with him to give Violette and me a chance to inspire him to live.
Instead, I give him my back and crawl in bed beside Violette. I can’t bring myself to look at him for fear my resolution will crumble. The door quietly snicks shut. Fear grips my heart that he will just leave. Forsake the rituals and just wait for the life-determining magic of the vow to kill him.
Iwillthe lights off, and stare at the ceiling as I attempt to breathe away the anxiety tensing my muscles.
Movement in my peripheral vision catches my eye, and I shift to see Azrael’s shadow sitting in the chair across from the bed.
Now when I see him, it isn’t with fear or apprehension.
It’s relief.
VIOLETTE
The sensation of Levi’s nose tracing the curve of my shoulder, peppering it with kisses until he reaches the sensitive expanse of flesh at the nape of my neck draws me from sleep. One large, calloused hand caresses the length of hips and waist to settle on my breasts, teasing the nipple into an aching point. Levi’s cock presses against my back.
A smile teases my lips as the sensation of our bond hums with pleasure. I turn to face him just as he rises, settling himself between my legs. Like a male starved, he growls into each kiss, bite, and lick he trails across my flesh.
“Fuck, princess, I’ve never needed anything as much as I need you.”
When he reaches my breasts, he adorns each one with the same affection—each action mirrored in my clit—and reducing me to a whimpering, needy,wetmess.
“I know the feeling.”
A breathy cry escapes me as his tail snakes between my legs and dips inside my entrance before it begins to tease my clit with its wetted tip.
Even as my hips writhe, I still can’t help but be in awe as I cast my gaze over his newly horned head. My hands roam acrosshis shoulders, gradually rising to caress the length of each horn. The moment I do, Levi releases a growl and he moans from the touch and goosebumps pebble his flesh.
Unable to hold back any longer, the broad head of his cock nudges my entrance. His arms wrap around me, clutching me against his large frame as his girth stretches me, molding my body to his with every gradual inch he claims. My legs encircle his hips as he begins to steal firm, unhurried strokes that are nothing short of dominating.
This isn’t a male starved, it is a male possessed.
By fear.
His tight, possessive hold on me suggests that if he dares to let go, I’ll disappear. The evidence of which I can feel permeating our bond.
My heart aches for him, turning our pleasure into bittersweet emotion. My hands cradle the back of his head and neck as my nose grazes his ear, and I find myself surrendering words that I am still fearful of speaking.
Admitting.
“I’m here. I will always be with you. Nothing can change that.”
A deep, animalistic grunt leaves him as a breath punches out of him before he growls his reply, “I would never let you even if you tried, princess.”
My heart squeezes as my body softens further against his. Although as much as I love surrendering to this male, the dominant side of me demands that I stake my own claim. Without warning, my fangs sink into the flesh of his forearm—something that only seems to encourage him.
“Fuck, yes... Vi.”
His slow, steady, pounding strokes hasten as I steal gulp after gulp of his blood. Between the efforts of his tail, his cock, and my venom, my eyes are swift to roll back as a full body orgasmrises from the tips of my toes, explodes through my core, and rises to the tips of my horns—the intensity of which forces me to withdraw my fangs.
“Akash, yes... I’m cumming?—”
Levi’s hips slam home before stuttering as my core milks his length. His cock begins to pulse inside me, reducing his words to little more than a growl.
