Page 202 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
Just as I’m about to crawl to my knees so I can tend to the wound, his eyes slide open—somehow as bright as they are dark.
He crawls over me, and I suddenly feel very much like prey to a predator. My eyes leap from his when I see the tip of a dark tail. Unlike my spaded one, his is tapered and thick. My breath is expelled in a rush as it lowers and slides around my waist, making my back arch against its girth. It tightens possessively.
The sound of fabric tearing is loud against the silence of mine and Azrael’s held breaths as Levi fists the white sheets on either side of my head. His voice is little more than a growl.
“Mine.”
His eyes, now looking more animal and less man, study mine.
“Yes. Allyours.”
Satisfied, he grunts in approval, lowering his horned head to my breasts to tease one turgid nipple. A breathy whimper escapes me as the sensation is mirrored in my clit. The sound seems to spur him on. He growls, scraping his teeth against one nipple before briefly sucking it into his mouth, releasing it with a softpop,and shifting his attention to my other breast.
My hips writhe against his slickened cock, dripping with substantially more pre-cum than before. My core clenches, tingling with my returning orgasm just as Levi’s fangs sink into the flesh of my breast. The burn of it eases as swiftly as it came, as his venom seeps into me.
The phantom of our tether burns with need—like the smoldering edges of a cauterized wound—and I swear to AkashI can almost feelit.Our bond. The sensation is powerful enough to steal my breath and return those tears to my eyes.
Levi groans, and his hips begin to thrust, dragging his length over my clit over and over. Before I can think any better of it, the words leap from my lips, abandoning all my previous vows.
“Inside me. I need you inside me.”
Levi doesn’t question or hesitate. On his next thrust, his cock, impossibly hard and thick, breaches my entrance. My pussy spasms against the intrusion of his broad crown.
The sound that rumbles from him is guttural; animalistic. Levi’s body trembles with restraint as his hips slow, sliding forward inch by thick, gradual inch as he forces my body to accommodate him.
Every inch he slides forward feels like a claim—to my heart, my body, my soul—until my body is so full ofhimthat I can scarcely fit the air in my lungs. I’m panting and whimpering by the time he’s seated inside me to the hilt.
Those burning edges roar to life, and I know I feelsomethingthere. Tears stream down my cheeks with overwhelm as Levi withdraws his fangs, and I’m almost relieved because it allows me to claim a little more breath, a little more ofmethat is rapidly unravelling beneath the gravity of all this emotion.
Levi rises, sitting back on his heels as his hands grip my thighs and his tail drags me more firmly against him. The action tears a breathy whimper from my throat as his cock hits somethingjust right.
He gazes down at me, looking just as much a god as Azrael, who shifts beside me. My gaze is dragged towards him as he rises to...leave?
Levi’s gaze doesn’t leave mine as he speaks, his voice somehow even more resonant than it was before.
“You will stay, God of Death. I am not through with you.”
Every hair on my body rises at the command as its resonance seems to make the air vibrate with something intangible, but no less palpable. Something so new to me—new to Levi—that it takes me a moment to realize why.
Magic.
His voice is laced with magic.
Surprise flickers in Azrael’s glistening gaze—filled with so much reverence, hope, and longing that I feel a hairline crack form in my heart at the mere sight of it.
Azrael obeys, his steps halting just in front of a plush, decorative chair that’s pushed against the opposite wall.
“You will sit and watch as I claim my female. Only after will I decide what to do with you.”
My lips part in shock at his words. Azrael hesitates for only a moment before taking a seat. My eyes meet his. He gives me a subtle tilt of his head as if to reassure me.
Levi’s hips draw back until his crown brushes my entrance. He gives his cock a languid stroke, squeezing the head until thick, glistening strings of pre-cum ooze from him. He swipes his crown over my clit, making my hips jerk before he slides back inside me, stealing my breath.
He lifts one hand from my thigh to tease my clit as his hips gather a steady, increasingly heavy rhythm. Each retreat and return drives me higher, and my approaching orgasm coils tighter. The smacking, wet sound of flesh pounding against flesh rents the air, peppered with my keening moans and Levi’s growls.
My back arches further as my climax finally ascends to its peak, and a tidal wave of tinging, dizzying euphoria crashes over me. Every molecule within my being seems to burn with life comparable to that of the stars. The room around us fades as all thought and sensation is both reduced and expanded to the union of our souls.
Levi’s strokes turn brutal as he claims my body, slowing only briefly when his tail lifts me into his lap. My legs are splayed across his thighs as one hand fists my hair and the other grips the flesh of my ass. His lips murmur against the sensitive expanse at the nape of my neck.
