Page 328 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
An appreciative grin curls a corner of my mouth as Levi nods and whimpers,“Yes, sir.”
His chest heaves as finally starts to come down from his peak. As though he’s seeing me for the first time, the expression on his face says many things at once.
Shock.
Bewilderment.
And even a hint of fear.
It’s the sort of look that settles upon you when something deep inside you has been irreversibly altered.
I am pleased.
Holding his gaze, I gingerly withdraw my fingers. “Shall I reward you now?”
Levi’s dick twitches in reply. Unlike a male orgasm that is stimulated externally, which requires a refractory period, an internal one doesn’t.
Wrapping one hand around my length, I administer a few cursory strokes as I allow him to catch his breath. “Have you ever taken a male in your mouth?”
The trepidation in his eyes gives me the answer I suspected. “No.”
The grin I give him reveals just how pleased I am to hear it. “How badly do you want my cock, Levi?”
His throat dips as he concedes a single word. “Desperately.”
The evidence of it is belied in his still engorged and dribbling length.
Planting a fist on either side of his head, I lower my mouth to his. “Who knew you could be so well behaved, poppet?”
I briefly tease my lips against his before rising to shift my legs on either side of his chest as I grip the headboard and stare down at him from the length of my body.
The crooked grin I give him is nothing short of feline.“Open for me, Levi.”
His eyes flare with yet more surprise, and even more pleasure as I position the tip at his mouth.
Holding my gaze, his lips part to receive me and it triggers an overwhelming sensation spilling through my chest—a viscous melange of love, gratitude, and reverence.
The moment his tongue slicks against the underside of my crown my toes fucking curl.
Carding my fingers through the top of his hair I fist its short length, as I guide my full length to the back of his throat. When his throat spasms with a gag, I withdraw as a growl tears from my own. A string of saliva stretches between us as he catches his breath and he stares up at me.
It stirs the tenderness inside me.
Sends my hand to cradle his jaw. My thumb to stroke his cheek—prettily marked with the rune foreternal love.It servesas further confirmation that this male belongs to me, and I, to him.
“Do you enjoy behaving for me?”
Instead of replying with words, Levi’s eyes hold mine as he captures my crown once more. My one-handed grip on the headboard tightens as he proceeds to suck, lick and adorn me with kisses. He mouthes my frenulum, tongue and lips stealing over it with fervor as he moans his satisfaction.
The air punches from my lungs as a low groan of need rises from my chest.
“Gods–fuck–Levi.”
My hips gently thrust forward into his mouth, as I stare down at him in... dismay.
“Fuck... Need you. Need this… Always.”
He nods in agreement as best he can, moaning from around his mouthful.
