Page 39 of Venom Within Her

“Look at me, baby.”

Larz released my clit with a pop and I almost exploded with frustration as I glared down at her. But as soon as our eyes met, I knew what she was doing. The mind connection oozed over my skull and locked at its base.

The need multiplied. My confidence skyrocketed as I tasted my sweet essence on her tongue, feeling how much she was savoring me. My pussy pounded so hard, it hurt, and I realized it was the mix of my need and hers. I reached behind me, finding her clit and working it at a matching pace.

“Fuck,” she growled before taking my clit between her teeth, biting down gently before sucking it between her lips. I groaned at the delicious pain, grateful she knew exactly what I liked and exactly how to soothe it.

My whole body was on fire with the dual sensations ripping through me. The pressure on my clit was intense, hard and throbbing with both of our needs.

“Daddy,” I whined, “come with me, please. I can’t take it! It’s too much.”

It was true, I felt like I was going to rip through my own skin. My safe word was pursed on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn’t bring myself to say it.

With a few more punishing thrusts, we were coming together. Larz stayed latched onto my clit, but I could hear her muffled screams as they vibrated against me. The mix of our orgasms together was so overwhelming that my mouth hung open in a silent cry. I felt it in every cell of my body, little fires bursting, dying, then roaring to life again.

My body gave out after a few seconds. Larz finally released me from her iron grip and I fell onto the sheets next to her. She was lying in the same position, panting, eyes squeezed shut and her face shining with my wetness. I loved admiring her strong form, completely exhausted and spent because of me.

“You’re staring,” she said, opening one eye.

“I just love seeing the evidence of my pussy rubbed all over your face.”

She turned to me, swiping the wetness from her skin and sucking it into her mouth. My stomach twisted at the sight, so fucking filthy but so sexy.

“Hmm,” she stared at me, a puzzling look plastered over her face. She crawled over to me, resting her chin on my belly, examining my face.

“What?” I asked, a joking sharpness to my voice.

“Your eyes,” she started, “they’re dry.”

“I-”

“That won’t do.”

“Please, I’m already so-”

“We have a safeword for a reason, my love. Are you ready to use it? Or are you going to let me fulfill my promise?”

I swallowed hard, already knowing my answer. As spent as I was, I could never get enough of Larz. I would never get tired of how she felt inside me, around me, on top of me. Not now, not ever.

28

Larz

Ilona had successfully been fucked to tears and into a deep sleep. The next morning, she lay in my arms with the soapy, hot bath water covering us up to our necks. I reached around, massaging all of her muscles as she rested. Taking care of her felt like the most natural thing in the world.

“So,” she hummed under my working hands. “As I was saying, we should really talk about what happened. Come up with some sort of plan.”

“You’re right,” I moved her damp curls over her chest and pressed my fingers into her shoulders, kneading them gently. “The hunters usually camp out for a few nights, so nobody should come looking for them for a few days. But we should warn the others, then figure out what we are going to do.”

I could feel her pulling, trying to wriggle further into my emotions. Even without the mind connection intact, mates can sense each other’s moods, feelings, and a bit of their thoughts.

She sighed into me, letting her head fall back onto my shoulder again. “We are going to have to leave, aren’t we?”

“Maybe, just for a little while.”

“I think I can handle that.”

“Well,” I sucked in a breath, “a little while means something a bit different when you’re not…a human anymore.”