Page 38 of Venom Within Her

“What I can handle is the truth. Even if it's scary, even if it's terrible, even if it's hard.” She shifted in my arms, looking up at me and cupping my cheek in her warm palm.

“I took a chance with you because even though it comes with risks, I believe the unknown holds some of the most beautiful discoveries, and I was right. But we have to be a team, Larz. I came to Cutwood because I wanted to escape control. I needed to get away from people thinking they knew what was best for me. I need to know you won’t do that. We face everything together, no matter what it is.”

“You’re right, my little stinger.” I took her fingers in mine, idly brushing my thumb over the shining gem. “You are so much stronger than I expected. The need to protect you from all harm is part of my nature, but it was wrong of me to think that the best way to keep you safe was to keep you in the dark.”

“I also saved your ass, twice!” She pushed two fingers into my face.

“You’re right,” my voice dropped to a low, sultry rasp as I flipped her under me. “I must thank you for that.”

She giggled under me, the light in her eyes stole all my breath. “You shouldn’t be exerting yourself! You just healed from being shot! Multiple times!”

I couldn’t care less about my aching, healed wounds as I kissed down her soft body, pausing at the neat, tight curls between her thighs.

“I’ll be gentle,” I winked at her, “promise.”

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Ilona

“We really should - oh, fuck!” The words stuck in my throat and Larz plunged her tongue inside me, using her fingers to work my clit at the same time.

“Really, should what?” She stole her warmth back from my needy cunt and looked up at me with a smirk.

“Shut up and eat my pussy,” I begged as I pulled on her hair, desperate to feel her fill me again.

She stayed in place, refusing to give me the relief I needed. “No, no. What you have to say is important, baby. What should I be doing instead of making my mate come all over my tongue?”

“Please,” the whine sounded pathetic, but I didn’t care.

“Hmm,” she teased me, planting soft kisses over my swollen clit. “Maybe we should stop and talk about it.”

Frustration took over as I bucked my hips, chasing her lips for any kind of friction. She backed further away with every attempt. There was only one way I could overpower her. I lifted my hips once more, not to reach her lips, but to give my tail room to bloom from the small of my back.

In seconds, I was in my new form with strength stewing in my muscles. Larz’s eyes widened, but before she could fully process anything, I used my strength to flip us both over. I pinned her arms down with my knees, positioning my dripping pussy right over her mouth.

“Please,” I grinded my clit over her, “please, shut the fuck up and eat.”

“You asked for it,” her eyes turned black. Her body shifted under me. “I’m not going to stop until you’re crying, begging me to stop. Remember your safe word, beautiful?”

“Strawberry.”

“That’s my good girl. Now ride my fucking face.”

A small gasp left my throat as she overpowered me once again, hooking her bulging, tattooed biceps over my thighs and pulling me down.

I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get used to the strange, dizzying sensation of her split tongue stroking my clit from both sides. It was so overwhelming that I felt my climax building in seconds.

I bit my lip, trying to hold it back, but it was no use. I was grinding my hips against her so desperately, I didn’t know where the source of friction was coming from. It could’ve been her tongue, her nose, her chin…I didn’t know and I didn’t care; I was bursting at the seams.

Larz hummed in satisfaction under me, slapping my ass hard as I came in her mouth and filled her with every drop I could give.

As I came down, I tried to pull my clit from between her lips, but she held her place. She snaked one arm around my waist, shifting the place where she held me down, and used the other to reach around and tease my entrance.

“Larz, I’m so sensitive, please.” I tried to pull away again, but when her fingers plunged fully inside me, I was putty in her hands.

Her tongue picked up its split rhythm again as she fucked me agonizingly slow with three fingers. I couldn’t stop my body from chasing the full feeling. I bounced up and down, trying to match her pace but also trying to get her to speed up.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop. Oh my…don’t stop,” I begged as my sensitivity melted back into a primal need. Every piece of my body begged for her.