Page 33 of Venom Within Her

I cradled the cool silicone toy, bouncing the weight around in my hands. It was so thick I could barely close my fingers around it, causing a dangerous heat to curl in my belly.

“You sure that one’s going to be okay?” Larz kissed sweet trails up my throat. “I’m not going to be holding back this time.”

My stomach fluttered at the thought. “I don’t want you to hold back.”

“Okay, little stinger. But just in case, pick a safe word. I won’t stop unless you say it.”

“Hmmm,” I searched the room for an idea. I’d never had a safe word before, or anyone who cared to establish one. “Strawberry!” I plucked one of the shiny fruits into my mouth.

“Strawberry it is.”

She left me on the bed to finish my snack as she pushed to her feet and strapped the toy on. I watched in awe as her skin morphed and grew over the pink silicone.

When I met her eyes, she was already staring at me, her gaze hot and dangerous. Before I got fucked within an inch of my life, I took a moment to observe the beautiful creature in front of me.

I’d been attracted to Larz since the moment I saw her, fully in her human form. But something about her in her true form drove me wild. I loved how she towered over me confidently and lifted me like a feather. Her aura exuded strength and authority. She was terrifying, maybe even deadly, but she was soft for me. Seeing such a powerful creature drop to her knees and bring me to such pleasure was the most erotic thing I’d ever experienced.

The bed dipped around me as Larz lowered herself over me. Her long, silky hair hung like a curtain around my face and I realized how safe I was with her. How much I trusted her.

“I want to feel what you feel, Ilona. Not just when I fuck you, but when I claim you.”

“Will it hurt?” I whispered.

“The sting will inject you with venom. I won’t lie, it will likely burn as it spreads through your body. That’s why I want to be in a mind connection when it happens, I want to feel what you feel, but also share my pleasure with you to ease the painful sensations.”

“Okay.” I nodded as I pulled my lip between my teeth, chewing on the thin skin.

“Hey,” Larz’s voice was low and soft, like being enveloped in a hug. “We don’t have to. You can change your mind, I won’t be upset.”

I leaned into her touch, my skin setting flame where she stroked me. “No, no. I want this. I want you. I want to be yours.”

“I won’t sting you without warning, okay? Use your safeword and I’ll stop. Say it for me.”

“Strawberry,” I whispered.

“Louder. I need to be able to hear you over the sounds this delicious pussy will be making.” She ran a finger over my clit, making me arch into her involuntarily.

“Strawberry,” I said a bit firmer.

“That’s my good girl.”

She dipped down, trapping me in an intoxicating kiss. Just like that, the conversation was over. Any fear I had of the venomous pain washed away. All that was left in the world was me, Larz, and the aching need for her between my legs.

The rough pads of her fingers brushed my cheek. “Look at me, my love, and let me in.”

When I met her gaze, her eyes flashed that beautiful gold, and the familiar sensation of the mind connection began. My heart thumped with excitement as the molten liquid feeling melted through my eyes and brain and locked at the base of my skull.

“There’s my girl,” she smiled down at me as her eyes returned to their eerie black.

Warmth spread through my bones as Larz pushed an inch inside of me. The stretch, the fullness, the tightness, it all mixed into a disorienting sensation. But it was more than just pleasure.

My chest slammed with the intense beating of two hearts in sync and I realized that Larz and I felt exactly the same. The feeling of safety, belonging, and the desire to never be parted, we experienced it with matching intensity.

Goosebumps prickled my skin as she took her time, pushing into me carefully until her hips met mine. I was full to my capacity, but nothing had ever felt better.

My eyes stung, brimming with tears as a drop fell onto my cheek. I looked up to see Larz's eyes red and leaking. I didn’t need to console her, I already knew what she felt, as I felt it too. All I could do was cling to her and root us into the moment.

“Fuck, Ilona, you feel so good.”