Page 215 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
Azrael’s cock bounces free as Violette’s magic shoves his pants down. Her hand wraps around his length, aligning his crown, already wet with pre-cum, to her entrance. His hands grasp her wrist. “The rites…”
Confusion tenses her features as her body tightens with frustration. “You would have to be fully buried inside of me and bathe my womb with your seed in order to fulfill the rites. Not tomention, who gives a fuck what order we do the rites in, so long as we complete them?”
Azrael’s brow tightens further. “Still... It feels wrong to rush our firstunion.I need to take my time with you, seraphim. Dedicate a whole day to just worshipping you with my cock and my tongue.”
Violette whimpers in protest, swiping the head of his cock through her glistening arousal.“But…”
Azrael’s head tips back on a moan so resonant I can feel it inmychest. His hips nudge forward ever so slightly, pushing the tip of his cock against her entrance. Violette’s chest heaves a breathy whine as she clenches around him.“Please…”
Oh my fucking god, this is the sweetest torture.
On a rumbling growl, Azrael’s eyes lower to where her delicate, pink folds are stretched tight around the girth of his crown.
“Praise-fucking-Akash…”
Azrael summons a ball of spit that lands directly on her clit with a softplap. His thumb traces slow circles over her slick hood as his hips give shallow thrusts forward, teasing her with just the head of his cock.
Violette’s back arches, head tipping back as her lips part on a moan.
“Oh...Azrael. Fuck. Please,don’t stop.”
Azrael’s gaze devours her as he continues shallowing her.
“Someone should give me a fucking award for this level self-restraint.”
Violette’s gaze returns to his on a breathy giggle. “Or punish you.”
Azrael’s eyes briefly squeeze shut on a needy groan. “In about thirty seconds, I’m going to be fucking that bratty mouth of yours.”
A growl of pleasure escapes me at his words. “Fuck,yes.”
Violette’s eyes slide to meet mine. “Would you like that, pet?”
Azrael’s attention shifts to me, “Tell me what you want me to do.”
Azrael’s shadow appears in front of me. The canvas tarp is gone, and his ephemeral body condenses, taking on a more corporeal-looking form—the shadowy twin to Azrael—and kneels in front of me.
My heart hammers in my chest.
Oh, fuck. Is this happening?
My hand falls away from my cock as his shadow wraps both hands around my length and begins to stroke. Azingof delicious electricity—his magic—shoots up my spine, and I have to grind my teeth from the effort it takes me not to cum immediately.
Azrael’s grin is nothing short of devilish as he watches me come undone at the hands of his shadow, never faltering from his shallow strokes at Violette’s entrance as he continues to circle her clit with his thumb. Violette on the other hand is on the verge of her untethering as she watches his shadow, whose features now hold the same masculine ethereal beauty of Azrael, stroke my length.
Her words are a barely coherent murmur.“Oh, fuck, yes.”
“I want you to finish making her cum. After, you’re going to fuck her throat until she’s gagging.”
Violette makes a needy sound as her hips begin to move in counter to his.
“But you’re not going to cum in her mouth.We’regoing to cum on her pussy. And then, I want you to push it inside her before you clean her up with your tongue and bring her to orgasm again.”
Azrael teases a fang over his lower lip as if to stifle the grin trying to leap across his face.“Yes, sir.”
Azrael’s shadow’s mouth welcomes my cock into his mouth—the feeling of wetness replaced with the subtle hum andvibration of his magic, but the movement maintains the same soft, warm glide.
It’stoofucking good.Toofucking intense. I can feel the vibration of his magic reach all the way down my dick, my balls, and into my prostate—an entirely new sensation to me.
