Page 89 of Brimstone
Fisher growled unhappily into my inner thigh. He drove his tongue between my folds one more time, flicking my clit—so damned cruel. “All right. Fine. I’ll drink from you, Saeris. But not out of any love I have for the gods. I’ll do it to make you come on my tongue and my fingers. I’ll do it to make youscream.”
The bright zip of pain fired from my inner thigh straight up into my brain. It was staggering, so sharp that I couldn’t breathe . . . but then it became bliss. Fisher didn’t drink right away. He locked his arm around my leg, holding me in place. Vivid, bright green eyes met mine as I looked down my body, over the rise of my breasts, to find him watching me. His mouth kicked up at the corner—a ruinous smile that would be the end of me—as he took his other hand, the uninjured one, and he began slowly rubbing circles over my clit with the pad of his thumb.
The pleasure was almost too much already, but it was the anticipation that was about to kill me. His canines were plunged deep into my skin, depositing a flow of his venom into my blood that was making my head spin.
“Drink,” I said.
But the wicked gleam in Fisher’s eyes only intensified.
“Fisher . . .” I could barely keep my eyes from rolling back into my head. My blood charged up and down my body, delivering his venom to every organ and every nerve ending. He saturated me with it until it felt like I was lifting away from him, floating toward the ceiling. “Fi-Fisher . . .”
Are you ready?His voice was a velvet soft caress at the back of my mind.
I couldn’t speak. I could barely shake my head no.
Fisher chuckled darkly into my thigh . . . and then he drank.
Again, it was instantaneous.
The orgasm came up through me, a rippling wave of pleasure that rocked me to my bones, but it wasn’t as powerful as the last time he had drunk from me. It was manageable. It was . . .
“Oh . . .”
It was only just the beginning.
“Oh, ffffffuuuuu . . .” I ran out of air. My teeth clenched together so hard, it felt like they would crack. I lost all control of my body . . . andthenthe explosion hit.
Fisher drank, his thumb still working tight, tiny circles over my clit, his breath sawing out of him as he fed, and I came.
I didn’t make a sound.
Couldn’t.
My muscles locked up, and my vision went white, and mindlessly I rode out the most incredible climax I had ever experienced. I was still coming, shuddering uncontrollably, when Fisher pulled back from my thigh, withdrawing his canines, and picked me up, carrying me over to the hearth.
I couldn’t stand. My ears were ringing. He held me close, pressing me against his chest as he set me down on . . . on something soft? Something that hadn’t been there a moment ago. I didn’t give a fuck what he’d set me down on. I just didn’t want him to leave me. Not for a second.
“Hush, love. I’m not going anywhere. I’m right here.”
I hadn’t realized I was speaking to him in my head. I hadn’t even known the words had taken shape. My desperation to be close to him was an animalneed.
I felt wrung out as I watched him taking off his pants. He was magnificent to behold, the lines of him so perfect that he lookedas though he had been carved from marble. His ink rushed across his pecs, down the tops of his muscled arms . . . but not the God Bindings that marked his forearms, chained his wrists, and stained the backs of his hands. The mirror of my own God Bindings, those runes and scripts stayed firmly in place, ever-present. Steady. Immutable. Undeniable.
His cock stood proud, so hard that the head of his erection almost brushed against his belly button. I reached for him, but he was already coming for me, already planting himself between my legs, his mouth seeking mine.
“Watching you come is a fuckinggift.” His hands locked around my wrists, swiftly pinning them above my head. “I could watch you fall apart for me forever.”
His venom was still burning through me like a wildfire. I was powerless to it. The ecstasy was blinding.
“Let me bite you,” I whispered.
“No, Nissarhin.” His voice was so rough. He shook his head.
“I won’t drink. I just . . . I want you to feel . . .”
“I’m feeling everything I need to right now.” A teasing smile took over his features as he rocked his hips forward, letting me know that he wasrightthere, the head of his cockrightat my entrance. “Believe me. This is perfect.”
“Please . . .”
