Page 22 of Tempting Shadowed Hearts
“Fuck, that feels so good,” I whimper.
When her hands reach my breasts, she tries to grab one in each hand, but fails—my breasts being bigger than her hands can handle—so she pinches my nipples between her thumb and forefinger, playing with my piercings. I gasp and lean into her touch because it’s been so fucking long since someone has played with me like this.
I’m so lost in lust that I don’t realize Roxi has changed into her gorgon form until her snakes’ tongues flick over my face. My eyes fly open and meet her slitted emerald ones. Every time I see them, I fear the worst will happen, but I know now that there’s a connection between us, allowing me to look her in the eye.
Her tongue sweeps over her lips. “I want to taste you.”
“I was supposed to be the one pleasing you, not the other way around. But I kind of want to be selfish and let you do it; I haven’t allowed anyone else to touch me for decades.”
Her hands grip my hips, and in a rush of movement I can barely comprehend, I’m on my back. She wastes little time ripping my clothes off until I lie before her bare. Her snakes slither back and forth across her head, flicking their tongues out as they eye me like the biggest feast they’ve ever been presented with.
A wicked grin spreads across her lips. “They’re eager to help me please you. They forced themselves out to do so. I’ve never had that happen, but it’s not like I’ve ever had the opportunity to do something like this before, either. There’s something about you that makes me feral too, Avyanna.”
“Fucking hell,” I whisper as she lowers her lips to my neck. Pleasure shoots through me, and I arch my back, never wanting her to stop. When she reaches my breast, her tongue darts out to lick my nipple and play with the piercing while one of her snakes takes the other one into its mouth and bites down. I yelp in surprise, but it quickly turns to a moan.
Her other snakes snap and hiss at each other, trying like hell to get to me. Their involvement is intriguing, making it feel like I have multiple partners vying for my attention. Let’s just say I’m not complaining about it in the least.
As one snake releases my nipple, another clamps onto it. I sharply inhale and fist my hands in the sheets. Roxi huffs out a laugh against my skin just as the second snake lets go of my stiff peak. Her tongue trails across my chest, taking my battered nipple in her mouth. She lets out an appreciative hum and sucks on it harder, nearly sucking my soul out through it.
Her teeth run over my flesh as she releases the suction, my nipple leaving her mouth with an audible pop, and I let out a relieved sigh. Looking down at her, I watch, confused, as her forked tongue darts out to lick her bloodied lips. Then realization hits, and my gaze flies down to my breast. Four tiny blood drops sit side by side, which look like they’re bitemarks from her snakes. Above those are two larger wounds that sit further apart—just the right distance between where Roxi’s canines are. The skin there is torn slightly, and blood trickles across my chest from them, collecting between my breasts.
“Sorry, they’re a little blood thirsty and I had to have a taste for myself,” she says, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth.
I quirk a brow at her. “You drink blood?”
She shrugs. “On occasion, I’ve been able to. I don’t need it to survive, but it’ll give me a boost depending on what kind of creature I’m drinking from.”
“Does my blood make you feel any different?”
Her eyes slide closed for a moment before she’s peering back at me through her lashes. “I’m more in tune with you, but that’s about it.”
“How interesting. I learn something new every once in a while.”
“There aren’t many of my kind left in the world, so I’m sure you don’t know much about us either.”
“I was actually around during the peak of the gorgons, and I’ve taken down a few in my time, so I know more than you think.”
Her brows furrow. “Just how old are you?”
“Everything I just told you should give you some hints,” I say, trying to sit up.
She shoves me back down onto the bed, keeping her hand on my sternum. “Don’t deflect. I’m not done with you.”
“Then I suggest you get on with it.”
Her slitted pupils constrict, and she keeps eye contact with me as she bends down to lick up the last of the blood on my chest. “You started asking questions, which interrupted me.”
“Well, by all means, continue.”
The snakes atop her head hiss and snap at me again—feisty little things, just like the woman they accompany. She scoots further down on the bed and lowers herself onto her forearmsbetween my thighs, ass high in the air, wiggling as she looks me over.
My pussy throbs under her gaze, begging for her to touch it. She licks her lips, and the soft pads of her fingers slide across my folds to spread me open. One of her knuckles grazes over my clit in the process, nearly sending me flying off the bed.
“Sensitive, are we?” she asks, voice full of lust.
I nod frantically, biting down on my lip, and she does it again. Unable to stop myself, I whimper.
Her tongue licks up my slit, and she moans. “You’re so fucking wet, Vee. And you taste so sweet.”
