Page 176 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
Never, in a million years, could I ever have imagined Levi, this giant, battle-hardened warrior, growing...bashful.
If I wasn’t already falling madly in love with him, I certainly am now.
Azrael pulls Levi against him with one arm, angles his hips to Levi’s right side, and uses his free hand to tug down his boxer briefs.
My heart stutters and my breath catches when Azrael’s cock bobs free—painfully erect and leaking pre-cum—and Levi’s eyes follow it, lingering. His cock twitches.
Akash-all-fucking-mighty...
Levi likes this.
The realization has hope burning so brightly in my chest it’s a miracle I don’t need fucking sunglasses.
Azrael strokes a hand over his impressive length—once, twice, thrice before his gaze sweeps to mine to then meet Levi’s. That softness and vulnerability he normally keeps hidden away surfaces, making my heart swell once more as his voice drops to a rough murmur.
“Is this okay for you?”
I nod all too eagerly as Levi’s eyes dip to mine in question.
Levi’s Adam's apple dips. “Yes.”
Azrael’s brows pinch, hesitating. “Will you enjoy it though?”
As if he’s surprised by the question, Levi’s gaze narrows with a subtle determination as he finally lifts his eyes to Azrael’s, searching for the insecurity behind his question.
“More than I should.”
I fail to suppress my whimper of adoration as my heart bursts.
Azrael’s lips part, awed by the admission. A groan of pleasure follows as he resumes stroking his cock, and for a moment, I’m lost. Lost to the sight and the pleasure of witnessing the shared look of blossoming affection between them. Their lips parted and only inches away, eyes locked and laden with something more than mere lust.
Levi’s hips thrust in my direction, returning his needy gaze to mine, snapping me out of my trance.
Oh, fuck. Right.
My task.
I lick my lips, stroking over him, and he sucks in a breath, cursing as I cup his balls with one hand, caressing them gently.
I can’t resist bringing my lips to Levi’s, murmuring against them.
“If you hadn’t already stolen my heart…”
His groan is one of relief and satisfaction as my mouth captures his. Gently nipping, licking, sucking, and teasing his lips and tongue until he’s panting and moaning. His hips begin to thrust his cock into the circle of my hands, nudging my abdomen and painting it with his pre-cum.
When I pull away, I find Azrael watching us as he continues to work his own length. The longing I find in his gaze is palpable.
My name is a breathy whisper on his lips.
“Violette…”
My eyes prick with tears—a mirror to his.
How long have I yearned for him, and now, the mere possibility of having himandLevi is enough to make me weep with joy. And the sight of them together, Levi surrendering to us and his pleasure, is a balm to my soul.
“I’m not sure I’ve ever seen anything so inspiring.”
I gently push them backwards until I have enough room to shift off the bed. Both of them watch me, breath held in anticipation of where I’ll lead them next. The urgency to claim them both and to witness them claim one another seems to press at the very seams of my being, but I know Levi isn’t ready for it. I’d sooner carve out my own heart than wound him.
