Page 334 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
Before he can reply, the hand working Azrael shifts to caress his balls, lower to tease the tight ring of flesh below. Azrael moans beneath me; the sound turning ragged in a way that tells me Levi’s finger is working some magic against his prostate.
Lazarus shifts to kneel beside my face, but angles his cock towards the bed. The look on his face softens as he cradles my jaw with his free hand.
“Be a good girl for me, seraphim.”
I find myself nodding despite the rebellion inside me. “Yes, sir.”
His gaze searches mine, eyes shining with adoration. “Would you like to cum?”
I’m not used toaskingfor things. I’m used to taking them.
Yet, I crave these moments where I can surrender.
Submit.
On occasion.
“Can I taste you first?”
Azrael groans beneath me and I glance down to find Azrael leaking cum as Levi milks his prostate. Laz guides my gaze back to his. “Eyes on me, Violette.” His thumb caresses my bottom lip. “You want my cock?”
“Yes, sir…please.”
Using his free hand, Levi’s thumb slicks over my entrance before circling the hood of my clit. My tail coils around his thigh as if to clutch him to me as I give another needy sound.
“Please, please, please.”
With a deep hum of approval, Lazarus strokes my hair back from my perspiring brow. “Again.”
I don’t hesitate despite the heating of my cheeks. “Please, I’ll do anything. Please, sir.”
My breath stills as Levi positions Azrael’s cock at my rear. As if to reward me, Azrael presses against my puckered hole, drawing another whimper out of me.
Levi shifts to position himself at my pussy. Nudges his crown at my entrance, making me clench around him. “Such a good fucking girl when you want to be, aren’t you?”
He shallows my entrance, as I adjust to his girth. Reverent eyes lift to mine.
“You’re so beautiful when you beg,mia rovina.”
Levi braces himself on one arm to lower his mouth to mine, capturing my lips with a kiss as hungry as it is tender. “But even more so when you command.”
A keening, breathy moan rises when he slides all the way into the hilt. Azrael eases his way deeper inside me as he murmurs my praise. “So beautiful… So perfect...So fucking ours.”
Lazarus’ gaze burns as he watches me gradually come undone.
As Levi rises and leans back, syncing his strokes to Azrael’s as they stretch me and fill me.
As Levi caresses my clit.
As Azrael drags his fangs over my shoulder, hungry for more than just my body, and in need of my blood and the magic within—and how consuming it draws us that much closer.
Pleading eyes lift to Lazarus as my orgasm begins to rise. “I need you, too,anima mea.”
His expression softens. “You have me always.”
I guide him to mouth, parting my lips to welcome his crown, and press my tongue against his frenulum as I suck, and begin to work his length with my hands. Lazarus groans as he watches me with a rapturous look on his face, caressing my jaw as I struggle to take all of him. It doesn’t take long for his restraint to wane, and for him to fist my hair so he can fuck my throat. Saliva leaks from the corners of my mouth; tears from the corners of my eyes.
Azrael’s grip on my waist tightens as he growls beneath me.“So fucking tight.”
