Page 120 of Sweet Venom

“I need to feel you inside me, Azariel.”

“If I fuck you”—

His cock teased my pussy lips.

I thought I was going to lose my mind when he rubbed the head of his cock between my wet pussy. “Ahhhh.”

I opened my legs as wide as I could.

“You won’t be able to walk away. Not ever.”

“Please…” I moaned when he pushed the head of his cock into my hole.

“Fuck, baby. You’re drenched for me.” He rasped.

“Just… please. Fuck me already.”

“You beg so sweetly. Do it again.” He then slapped one ass cheek so hard that I couldn’t hold the moan that slipped from my lips. “Beg me to destroy this pussy, little fox.” He slapped the other cheek and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

Pleasure like I’ve never felt before took over my senses until all I felt was him. His hands on my skin and his breath on the back of my neck.

“Fuck my pussy, Azariel. Fuck it until?—

He thrust. He didn’t wait for me to finish my sentence. He thrust his cock so deep inside of me that I knew I would feel him there for days.

I cried out, and he held still inside me.

“You’re so fucking tight. This pussy was made of my cock.” He said through gritted teeth as if he too was losing his mind over this feeling. “You want me to move, baby?”

I nodded, arching my back. “Yes. I need?—”

He pulled out and thrust again, I gasped, biting my own lip, tasting blood. Blood.

“More,” I said. “I need more of you.”

He laughed darkly, pulled out, and impaled me again.

“Take my cock.”

He sounded possessed and really fucking hot.

“You’re mine, Poe. This pussy is mine.”

“Y-yes.”

I felt one of his hands curl around my throat, holding me there with just enough pressure to make me breathless, while the other gripped my waist firmly as he started to fuck me like a wild animal.

I bit my lip again, harder, until I tasted more blood.

“Fuck, yes.”

“Azariel.”

“Yeah, baby?”

“More.” I begged as more blood pooled in my mouth and when he gave me what I wanted I came. I came so hard that I saw stars.

And when I thought he would follow, he pulled out of me, leaving me disoriented and needing more of him.

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