A simple word. But the trust she shows me – the way she allows herself to be so vulnerable with me – almost makes me spill inside her right then and there.
I’m acutely aware of how easily I can move her – how to anyone else, it would seem like I’m using her body right now just as I would use a Permission. Her feet are not even on the ground. Her undergarments hang off one of her boots as they dangle there while I move her up and down my shaft.
But what you wouldn’t see is that she owns me right now.
So completely and thoroughly.
I pause and let out the deepest groan to the ceiling when her gorgeous ass is flush to my hips, my cock fully buried and oh so content.
“Let me bite you,” I blurt. “Please.”
Lois says nothing, just moans and tries to writhe against me, urging me to move – to start using her body again.
“I swear to The Four,” I grunt, pulling her almost off me, before slamming her back down. “If you are affected by my venom.” I lift her again, her ass slapping against me as I bring her back down my length. “We would be a mated pair.” Slap. “It is like you have already bitten me anyway.” Slap. “From the moment I first saw you.” Slap. “I have been yours.”
“Az,” she groans, the leather of the reins creaking rhythmically as I move her.
“I swear it, Lois.”
“Yes.”
That’s all I need to hear.
I give in to the urge pumping through every cell in my body and step forward, forcing Lois’ body into a more upright position. Banding one arm around her middle, I pull her flush to me, my other hand moving down to where we are still joined so that I may play with her most sensitive parts.
I begin thrusting into her while nuzzling at that flimsy excuse of a collar she wears around her throat. “Yes?” I ask.
Her answer is a hoarse whisper, her head thrown back against my shoulder. “Yes.”
I almost black out from the pleasure as my fangs breach lace and skin.
I have leaked bonding venom before – more often when I was an adolescent, and then again much more frequently after meeting Lois. But I have never experienced giving a bonding bite and the euphoria that comes with it. It is like reaching a full-body climax, but even better. No words could describe it – especially not when I feel myself spill into Lois’ cunt at the same time.
It all happens so quickly. She’s calling my name. Moaning it. Screaming it. And it is a better sound than all the arena chanting for my victory. Because it is her, and now she is pumped full of my venom, and my cum.
I feel I may never come down from this high.
31
Lois
Idon’t think I have ever come that hard.
And, considering the stellar quality of the orgasms Az has given me so far, that’s saying something.
He had been so full of concern as he gently set me back down to the floor and untangled the reins from around my wrists.
He’d frowned at the red marks the leather had left, and then tilted my jaw in a way to inspect the bite marks on my neck. My lacy collar was now ruined with both blood and venom.
When his eyes left my neck to connect with mine, they softened a little, right before he asked, ‘Did you come?’
I don’t know why, but that question caused giggles to bubble up and overflow out of me. Did I come? My voice is hoarse from screaming his name, and at one point I thought I was going to pass out from the pleasure.
Then again, maybe he had gotten just as caught up in all the sensations as I had. Maybe we were both too busy soaring to realize what our bodies were really doing.
I’d answered yes, and Az had looked relieved.
He’d looked even more relieved after I’d confirmed that his bite hadn’t hurt.