Page 247 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
If it weren’t for the fact I could hear the subtle tones of Azrael’s and Levi’s voices on the side of the door, I might be more concerned... but it was only a few days ago thatthisversion of Azrael was licking between my thighs. I have to remind myself thisis,essentially, Azrael...isn’t it?
Fear prickles my skin. My magic coils tight.
“What is the time?”
A feline grin curls a corner of Azrael’s mouth as he hesitates. My heart thumps all the harder as I seem to teeter on this cliff edge of panic. Knowingness and delight make his eyes sparkle as he finally fills the silence.
“What gives birth only to kill its young?”
My sigh of relief leaves me in a rush.
“How the fuck did you get a body?”
Azrael’s grin turns coy.
“Am I no longer pleasing to you?”
My eyes narrow with suspicion as he continues. He’s evading the question, no doubt.
“We are almost entirely the same in every way. Shall I show you?”
Before I can muster a reply, hewillsaway his clothing.
My mouth dries in an instant. All fluids sent south as my core clenches and clit tingles at the mere sight of his nude form.
He’s... not wrong.
They are identical, except for the black shadowy wisps coiling and whorling over his skin like ink in water. My eyes narrow on them as I realize they are indeed subtly moving, shifting this way and that.
Naturally, my eyes drift lower—nearly trembling from the force I have to use to try and restrain them from staring directly at the gorgeous cock hanging heavily between his legs.
I fail.
It is indeed the same.
The same subtle upward curve that I know would press perfectly against my g-spot.
The same long, thick, deep bronze, silken shaft decorated with plush veins.
The same broad crown that deepens in color from the rush of blood.
I tell myself that’s the only reason my eyes are lingering—to compare.
For educational purposes.
Even as it becomes engorged before my very eyes.
What was I suspicious about?
I’ve forgotten already. All coherent thought is lost to dick-brain.
Gods, I’m no better than an adolescent male.
My pussy tingles with need and I have to consciously stop myself from licking my lips.
“Darling, if you don’t stop staring..."
My eyes leap back up to his. A subtle grin tilts his lips.
