Page 244 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
My head snaps back up to meet his gaze, a grin teasing both our lips.
“Soon enough, I’m going to fuck the cockiness right out of you.”
His grin widens enough to reveal the tips of his fangs. “Good luck with that.”
Gaze holding mine, he works two fingers inside of me as his other hands strokes the lube over his cock, and thus silencing any retort poised on my tongue. Tingling, mind-numbing pleasure licks its tendrils up the base of my spine in anticipation, making me clench around him.
Even as I am mesmerized by the sight of the muscled length of his arm in all his vascular glory; his large, tattooed hand slicking over the veiny, engorged flesh of his equally impressive and tattooed cock. The way he pays particular attention to the broadly flared crown–how he slightly loosens his grip as his palm moves in a slight circular motion over it, before his grip tightens once more to glide over the shaft.
My mouth salivates as a string of pre-cum stretches from the tip and down onto my abdomen. My heart fluttering at the sight of such an intimate and integral part of him sliding across the valley of one of my obliques seems silly and inconsequential, but the organ in my chest rebukes all logic and continues the sing-song rhythm of its love-sick thumping.
Levi’s hooded gaze softens as he withdraws his fingers to press his glistening corona to my ass, nudging the slightest bitforward to breach the tight ring of flesh. “You’ll tell me if I hurt you..."
Emotion rises in the face of his tenderness, tightening my throat. I nod. Now that he’s traversed the expanse of my mind and memory, he knows as well as I do that it’s been centuries since I’ve been with a male. And while I’ve been with many of them, I can count on one hand those with whom I’ve put myself in such a submissive position.
“Just go slow at first.”
He nods, throat dipping, and the adoring look in his eyes as he settles over me tells me his emotions are as big as my own. That the careful thrusts forward and backwards inch by blessed inch as my body gradually welcomes him reach as deeply into his soul as it does mine.
A deep, ragged groan escapes him—and me—as he finally thrusts inside me to the hilt. His forehead drops to mine.
“Tell me again.”
I don’t need him to clarify.
The words are made breathy as his hips draw back and slide forward in a way that shoots more ripples of toe-curling pleasure up my spine.
“I love you. Beyond time and space. Even if entropy were to strip me of my memories, my soul will always recognize yours.”
A singular tear slips free, over the rune tattooed on his cheek—it’s meaning, eternal love. My words are soft, but hold a gravitas and certainty that make something in the center of my chest—both my heart and whatever this thing is that binds us—unfurling.
“Eternity is ours.”
His Adam’s apple dips as another tear escapes, sliding down his other cheek, wetting the matching rune. I can see the weight of his life’s fear—all the loss and heartache etching his features.
Bracing himself on one elbow beside my head, his other hand finds mine. Weaves our fingers together as his hips steal more of those long, steady strokes, pressing against the spot that is the gateway to my euphoria.
His words come out barely a whisper.
“You swear it?”
Energy coils up my spine, bursting through my heart as his thrusts deepen, hasten, even as my own tears rise.
“There is no force in this realm or the next that could part us. Akash would not give us this sacred gift just to take it away.”
Levi’s brows knit together, helpless to the onslaught of emotion; of the love burning through us and binding our souls impossibly tighter.
Lifting one hand, I cradle the back of Levi’s head bringing his lips to mine as my climax rises and a deep groan escapes me. “Fuck, I’m cumming.”
Levi growls, strokes intensifying. “God, me too.”
His cock hardens further, endowing me with a sweet edge of pain just as my orgasm reaches its crescendo and my cum paints my abdomen. In the same moment, Levi’s hips stutter, before slamming forward as his cock spasms inside me. His chest heaves as his forehead rests upon mine.
Several moments pass of shared, panted breath before evening out and our lips seek the other—the movement gentle, and sweeter than I ever could have imagined for this male.
Still buried inside me, Levi shifts, rolling us to our sides, hitching my leg over his hip.
His fingers stroke through my hair just as I suddenly realize...
