Page 63 of Paved in Venom

“So beautiful,” he whispers, and then surprises the hell out of me by leaning down and kissing every inch of my sore pussy before running his tongue up my slit.

When he sees the shocked look I’m giving him, he smiles and gives me another lick. “You think I wouldn’t want to taste you because I just came inside you?”

“Kind of,” I admit, because I just assumed he wouldn’t want to taste himself.

“I love that you taste like me, sladkaya, and I love that I can taste your blood mixed with our cum. It’s a very vivid reminder that you're mine and only mine and that you will never be anyone else’s.”

My heart speeds up at his words. “Careful, Danil, that almost sounded like a proposal,” I joke, but he doesn’t laugh.

He just gives me a wink and kisses my clit. “I want my ring on your finger,” he says, slowly kissing his way up my body and along my lower stomach, “and I want my baby in your beautiful belly.”

My breath hitches at his words, and as insane as all this is, I can’t help but smile because the thought of being married to Danil and carrying his baby makes me feel downright giddy. I want to be claimed by him in every possible way, and I want everyone to know that he’s mine just as much as I’m his.

His lips make their way up my chest while he whispers against my skin, “You’re not running away screaming, so I’m taking that as a very good sign.”

I laugh and run my hands along his back, lightly dragging my nails along the tattoos that cover nearly every inch of him. “Why in the hell would I ever run from you?”

He laughs and gives my nipple a pinch that makes me squirm beneath him. “Because I think my sweet girl would love to get caught. Wouldn’t you, baby?” His breath is a whisper against my lips as he pinches my nipple hard enough to make me moan and arch up to him. “I think you’d love it if I chased you and then bent you over the bed, smacked your ass until it was beet red and then fucked you hard while I cut off your air.”

“Jesus Christ,” I moan, feeling my body respond to every word he’s just said.

The sexy smirk on his face has me letting out another laugh. There’s no use denying the effect he has on me. He can read my body so easily, and he knows exactly how turned on I am by everything he’s just said.

“Soon, sladkaya,” he promises. “And maybe when I’ve got you bent over and your ass is a beautiful shade of red, it won’t be your pussy I’ll be fucking.”

When he sees how wide my eyes get, a huge smile lights up his face before he kisses me again and then lifts himself off me.

“Stay here, baby.”

I watch him walk into the bathroom, admiring the ass that looks like it was carved from marble. God, how many squats do you have to do to get an ass like that? I keep staring, waiting for him to come back, and the view from the front is just as fucking delicious. My eyes run over the tattooed pecs, the peaks and grooves of his abs, the thick, muscular thighs, the set of balls that would make any man beat his chest with pride, and the cock that’s still semi-hard and swaying with each step he takes. He’s the fucking definition of an alpha male, and I can’t believe that I get to fuck this perfect man any goddamn time I want.

He’s giving me a very amused grin like he can read every dirty thought in my head as he gets on the bed and gently presses a warm cloth between my legs. The heat instantly soothes my aching pussy, and I let out a sigh and scoot closer to him when he lays down beside me. Keeping the cloth pressed between my legs, he spoons me and pulls the blanket over us.

“You haven’t gotten enough sleep, baby.” He kisses my shoulder and keeps me wrapped in his arms. “Try to rest.”

“What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to hold you.”

“Sounds exciting.”

“You’re damn right it is,” he says, and there’s not a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

My eyes are already getting heavy as my exhausted body starts to give up the fight. I hug his forearm, giving it a kiss before letting my eyes drift closed.

“Can I go with you to Vitaly’s grand opening?”

“Of course.”

“I don’t want you going to strip clubs without me. I wish you didn’t have to go to them at all,” I admit.

“Me too, baby, and I promise I’ll always take you with me if I can, and no other woman will ever touch me but you.” He kisses my neck and rests his head by mine. “There’s no one but you for me, sladkaya.”

I smile and kiss his arm again before snuggling back into him. The warmth of the cloth is making the throbbing between my legs morph to a dull ache, and right before I fall asleep, he moves his hand so he can cup my left breast in a way that lets him feel the beat of my heart against his skin.

I’m not sure how long I sleep for, but as soon as I open my eyes and give a big stretch, Danil is kissing my cheek and picking me up, cradling me against his chest as he carries me to the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” I ask him with a laugh, and then I hear a loud thud from the next room. “What the hell was that?”

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