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“I detest seeing another’s marks on you,” Von murmured, his eyes lifting from the wound, meeting mine. He growled softly. “They should bemine,Kitten.” His head dipped as he pulled my arm to his lips. His mouth wrapped over the bite, and he began to suck. The powerful muscles in his jaw worked as he drew out the venom mixed with my blood.
But he did not spit it out. Instead, he drank it straight down.
Slowly, the feeling in my body began to return, starting with the area he sucked. To my dismay, I was locked in a body where the only thing I could feel was Von’s hot, wet mouth against my arm.
And damn it, it was rapturous.
No mouth in any of the three realms had any business feelingthatgood.
If I had been able to throw my head back and cry out in pleasure, surely I would have. Instead, my defrosting lips just barely parted, and the strangest mumbled moan fell from them. It was equal parts embarrassing and horrifying.
Von’s mouth lifted and I could feel his laughter against my waking, feverish skin.
Great.
His carnal lips twisted into a grin, noting the telltale redness in my cheeks. “Yes, Little Goddess,” he purred, his eyes shackling mine. “My mouth feelsthatgood. Just imagine how good it will feel between your thighs.”
“Bastard,” I hissed, but it came out more likeba-her.
“What was that?” he teased, enjoying this far too much.
I rolled my eyes, my gaze darting to my arm, telling him that I wanted him to continue. Especially so I could say the wordbastardagain. Properly.
“So very bossy.” He grinned wickedly, but he did not budge. Instead, he stayed there, watching me in my half-frozen state.
“Hurry up,” I demanded, the words sounding likeUrry uh.
“Only if you mumble pretty please for me with that half-lead tongue, darling,” he mused coyly, his fingers drifting to my chin, tilting my face towards his.
Pretty please?I’d rather claw his eyes out.
But I needed the feeling in my hands to do so.
“Pretty please,” I mumbled out, the words hardly audible.
“Good girl,” Von praised in his smooth bourbon tone. It rumbled all the way down south, conjuring a liquid heat in my lower belly. He returned his lips to the bite and began to suck some more.
As feeling returned to my body, I writhed beneath him, not realizing how strong the draw of his mouth was—until now. What had felt intensely pleasurable before was now starting to hurt. I wiggled again, but he held me in place, refusing to let me go until he had sucked out every last drop.
The venom had to be mixed with my blood—how could he swallow either of them and not be sick?
“Why doesn’t it effect you?” I slurred, my tongue still clumsy in its execution, but better than before.
He lifted his mouth from my arm, licking his lips like a cat that had just feasted on a plump mouse. “I’m immune to venom.”
I thought I saw something green flicker in the depths of his obsidian eyes. I blinked, looking again. No, it was just my imagination.
“How can you be immune to venom?” I asked with less of a slur.
“I’ve built up a tolerance to it as I have been exposed to it countless times.”
I had heard of that before, especially with the people located on the far south side of the continent, where venomous snakes were said to be more common. Was that thefar-away place Von had referred to when I asked him where he was from? It made sense.
I nodded to myself as I slowly moved upwards and off his lap. His broad hand supported my back, aiding my movement. When I was sitting, I shifted towards Von. “I have never seen a snake that size before. Have you?”
Von smirked. “Yes, I’ve seen ones even bigger than that.”
“Bigger thanthat?”
