Page 297 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
Violette whimpers in response, needy hips thrusting forward again.“Oh, fuck..."
I hum my approval from around my mouthful.
My shadows spread her thighs wide and I draw back to look upon her beauty–my bounty. Parted, pink, and already glistening with both need and promise. The hand at her breast travels down to her core. Her pussy clenches beneath my gaze. My thumb sweeps from her weeping entrance and rises to circle her clit, summoning a whimper from her throat.
A corner of my lips tip up in a half-grin as my thumb continues to tease her little pearl. “Tell me what I have to do again, darling?”
Her glare is withering, even as unseen hands undo my belt and trousers, tugging them down my hips. My head tips back with laughter. “Not yet, seraphim. I need to taste you first.”
Dropping to one knee, I drop my forehead to her mons, breathing in her scent as I silently utter a prayer of eternal gratitude to Akashfor blessing me with this female.
My hands slide over the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs, grazing closely to her center. Violette’s fingers card through my hair, fisting a palmful of my strands to roughly guide my gaze back to hers. “You will take me to Tempus... After.”
“So long as my path will still lead to yours, then yes. Your will is my own, and I am yours to command.”
Her throat dips, gaze studying mine before she finally nods, voice dropping to a whisper. “Even in death, my love..."
I dip my head in affirmation. “Even in death.”
Holding her gaze, I use the flat of my tongue to collect the honey dripping from her core before trailing up to her clit. The whimper that escapes her heightens to a breathy moan as I suck it between my lips. Her back arches and the fist in my hair tightens to the point of pain and I groan my pleasure. Mytongue teases the hood, causing her to buck against me. “That’s it,anima mea..."
She writhes in my shadows, voice breathy with need.“Laz..."
I hum against her before releasing her clit with a softpopand sliding two digits inside of her, and I can’t help but be awed by the sight of how prettily her folds part for me; how she clenches around the thick intrusion of my middle and forefinger. “Look at this gorgeous pussy, so fucking needy and desperate, isn’t she?”
She moans and her hips rock in counter to the sliding, gradual stroke of my fingers. “Gods, yes..."
My mouth returns to her clit to lick, suck and tease and tease her to the edge.
“So fucking delicious, Violette... I wouldn’t last a day without you now that I’ve had you.” She whimpers, nodding in agreement as her free hand seeks out mine and her gaze returns to me. Those small actions alone are all it takes for my heart to flutter and throb with the sweetest pain.
Not even a minute has passed before her muscles tighten with the coiling energy of approaching orgasm. If I didn't sense her urgency to meet Tempus—or perhaps if we weren’t in a broom closet—I would edge her until she begged for release.
Violette’s keening moan heralds the spasming of her tight channel as I lap up her release and my drenched fingers continue their work.
Fuck, this female has consumed me.
Before her, I was numb, but she has singlehandedly revived my desire for life and all that it has to offer—euphoria and pain alike, so long as it is with her.
My cock twitches, hard and aching with need for her.
“Do you want my cock, seraphim?”
She nods, making a breathless sound. “Please..."
Holding Violette’s gaze, I rise to my feet,willmy clothes away, and wrap my fist around my engorged length. Tonguesneaking between her parted lips, her eyes drop to watch as my hand gradually strokes up and down. Violette’s hands grasp my hips as she spreads her legs wider. A thick, clear, glistening string of pre-cum stretches from my crown that I sweep through her folds, but I hesitate to push into her entrance.
“Tell me you want me, Violette. My cock. My seed. My blood..."
“I want all of you, Lazarus. I always have. Even when I was with Lucen. Even after I met Levi. Even when I thought it a sin to long for you, no matter how I tried to deny it.”
My heart swells to bursting. “You swear it?”
Her lips twitch with amusement. “You have no idea how many times I thought of only you when touching myself, or..." That hint of a smile dies. “... Or when I was at work.”
My cock slides over her clit, beyond to her stomach as I lean forward to cradle her head in my hands. My chest feels as if it’s cracking open at the idea of her having to endure such a profession when it's clear she didn’t enjoy it.
“I would bargain with Tempus to alter that fate for you, seraphim. Change it so that I was there to rescue you..."
