Page 332 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
She huffs a watery laugh. “Um... I’m pretty sure that was allyou.”
The backs of my eyes burn with emotion even as I chuckle through an internal wince, recalling how—out of spite—I drugged Winnow with one of my elixirs, and unceremoniously dumped her body in the woods of Gideon’s property, which is what ultimately led to...
All of this.
I’ve yet to meet Kairos, the god of opportune moments, chance, and life-altering events, but... truly, I stand in awe.
Gideon, having already greeted my three males—just a few of his best friends—stands beside them. A row of smiling encouragement.
Levi, standing nearest to me, slides a hand over my shoulder and bends to press a kiss to the top of my head. “Ready,mi rovina?”
Winnow’s grin widens.
I nod, weaving my fingers through his giving it a squeeze.
With my family at my side...
“Yes.”
VIOLETTE
THE NEXT MORNING - OURINESSA
“Istill find this deeply unsettling.” Two large, warm hands slide over the small of my back as Lazarus and Azrael come to stand at my side while I frown up at my own effigy. High up on towering scaffolding, a sculptor chisels away at marble to uncover my face. Azrael presses the top of my head. “You’ll get used to it.” It’s been a year and still the artists haven’t finished replacing the statues of Persephone. My suggestion had been to just leave them there, or not have statues at all. Shaking my head, I groan. “Anyone who comes to visit is going to think I’m a megalomaniac.” Levi chuckles behind me as he strides into the room. “First of all, the only visitors we have are people who know better, and secondly, when did you start caring what other people think?”
Huffing, I turn back towards my laboratory which is blessedly absent of sculptures, only for Levi to sweep me off my feet and begin hauling me back to the bedroom. Physical protest would be futile, so I allow myself to sag in his arms. “Excuse me, I have work to do! Responsibilities–”
His eyes dip to mine as a devilish grin curls his lips. “You certainly do.”
The moment we cross the threshold of our bedroom he locks the door behind us. Lazarus and Azrael are already waiting. The latter of which is holding a familiar blue coil of enchanted rope. I decide that physical protest might be wise afterall. Levi promptly tosses me on his shoulder, and rewards me with a firm smack on my bum. “The onlyworkyou’ll be doing today is celebrating our anniversary.”
Gasp.
All resistance evaporates to be replaced by a tendril of guilt. We’d mutually decided that the day we got Azrael back from Persephone and Mors would be the date we would celebrate our union.
“Sacred fuck.”
Azrael crawls onto our bed—custom made to fit all four of us—to lean back against the headboard. “It will be.”
Levi gingerly lays me in Azrael’s arms only for enchanted rope to slither over my body and anchor my wrists to the bedposts. In the next moment my nightgown iswilledaway from my body. Lazarus lets at a soft growl that’s directed at Levi.“We discussed this.”
Levi gives him a challenging grin.“Oops.”
Azrael nuzzles my neck with his nose before pressing a kiss to the side of my throat, and making my nipples prick in response. “Are you alright, seraphim? Are the binds too tight?”
Arousal is already winding through me. I shake my head. “I’m sorry I forgot our anniversary.”
He gives a soft hum as his hands cup my breasts to tease their peaks. “How sorry? Are you prepared to beg for forgiveness?”
Levi and Lazarus crawl onto the bed, kneeling side-by-side between my splayed legs, wearing twin grins. The brightness of anticipation sparks in my chest even as I muster a haughty look. “I do not beg.”
Azrael’s lips part in a grin against my throat as his fangs tease the sensitive spot. “Is that so?”
Levi lowers to bow between my legs, bringing his mouth to within inches of my core. “I wouldn’t be so certain,pet.”
Lazarus’ gaze darkens as his eyes rake over me before capturing mine. “Soon you’ll be grovelling, sweet seraphim.”
My hips shift despite my determination not to writhe. To not seek out the handsome mouth decorating my inner thighs with nips and kisses. Lazarus bends to meet Levi at my center. I hold my breath as I watch from my bound position on Azrael’s chest as Levi and Lazarus’ lips make their way to my entrance. They each slide an arm under my thighs to lie on their sides. It gives me a perfect view of their cocks, already engorged and dribbling pre-cum, pressing together.
