Page 14 of Venom Within Her

When she broke our lips apart, she trailed wet kisses down my neck, pausing to press her teeth into the muscle and skin just before my shoulder. My whole body racked with a deep shudder. The lines between pain and pleasure blurred and I wanted more, so so much more.

I locked my arms around her neck, pulling her in closer. Her jaw tightened around me, the sharp points of her canines pierced my flesh, pulling matching groans from us both.

When she released my skin and licked the tiny wounds clean, then locked her large hands under my thighs, lifting me effortlessly onto the counter.

“I’ve waited too long for this,” she growled as she pushed my skirt up around my waist.

“We just met,” I was breathless, my words coming out jumbled and tripping over each other.

“I’ve waited my whole fucking life for you, Ilona.”

She stood up to her full height, towering over me as she drank me in with her haunting gaze. She looked like a nightmare brought to life: large, intimidating, slightly inhuman. I searched my body for any sliver of fear, but it wasn’t there. It was like a sick fantasy being brought to life. I didn’t know what she was or why she wanted me, but I would be her willing sacrifice. Questions could be answered later; I needed her now.

“Open up for me.”

Leaning back on my elbows, I let my knees fall to the side. Larz dropped to her knees, positioning herself between my legs. She was so tall that even on her knees, she was eye level with my spread center.

Diving in, she kissed my dripping cunt through my tights. My hips bucked against her, begging for more. She bit down into the fabric and pulled until I felt a tiny jolt of the fabric giving. She backed away, trailing her hands over the holes she’d made, then pushed a finger inside and tugged. The sharp sound of splitting nylon filled the room.

When the hole was wide enough, she shoved another finger in and with a swift, sharp pull, she ripped the tights in half. A shock of icy air sent chills over my skin as Larz pushed my panties to the side.

“Last chance to back out, little stinger.”

I searched for any hint of the words on my tongue, finding nothing but the sweet, lingering taste of her lips. I couldn’t back out even if I wanted to. I was no longer in control of my body. It was hers. All hers.

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Larz

She looked up at me with need, putting her gorgeous, glistening pussy on full display. Without a word passing those gorgeously red, swollen, pouting lips, I had her answer.

I kissed the exposed softness of her thighs that poked through the ripped hole in her tights. Every inch of her skin exploded a new, intoxicating flavor over my tongue. As much as I ached to devour her, I needed to savor the moment she decided to let the monster in.

“Please, Larz,” she curled her fingers into my hair, tugging me closer to her soaked center. “I need you.”

Fuck. She had my knees going weak. She could get anything she wanted out of me. Absolutely fucking anything.

I teased her lips, flicking each side of my tongue closer and closer to where she needed me. I massaged my fingers through her wetness, spreading her wide so she could really feel me.

“Is this where you need me, baby?” I whispered, my lips brushing against her clit.

“Fuck,” she whimpered, her hips jumping to meet me, “please.”

I couldn’t make her wait another second. I licked her entire length, letting her clit rub between the split in my tongue as I gathered her essence. I groaned, repeating the motion.

“Does this pussy taste good?” My little firecracker was back, and I could taste the confidence leaking onto my taste buds.

“Fucking amazing,” I pressed a kiss onto her clit, “you taste like mine.”

“Oh, shit,” she pulled me hard into her. I looked up at her as I flicked both sides of my tongue. “That feels so fucking good.”

I cupped her ass, squeezing my fingers into the soft flesh. Every drop of her that I swallowed down sent me deeper into a frenzy, the predator inside me needing to claim its prey.

She squeezed around me as I slid my tongue inside her, pushing in and out with the rhythm of her hips. She coated me with her arousal, dripping down my chin and onto my neck. I drank her down like she was the water I needed to sustain me.

“Oh, fuck! Fuck, just like that. Just…like…fuckin…that!” Ilona struggled through every word and it drove me wild.

I replaced my tongue with my fingers and looked up at her writhing on the counter.