Page 141 of Craving Venom

The rest of my words die, choked out by the sudden agony tearing through me as his teeth sink into my clit. A silent scream shatters out of me as my whole body goes stiff while pain radiates from the point where his teeth sink into my most sensitive spot.

My entire body snaps upward as my ass lifts off the bed and my spine arches so violently that I barely notice the snake slithering beneath my neck.

I can’t move.

If I drop back down, I’ll smother that deadly creature under my weight.

So I do the only thing better than begging.

I talk.

“Ahh—why—?” The words break out of me in a thin, shattered sob to keep his mind from turning toward more pain, more cruelty, more of whatever the fuck he’s planning next.

Then, slowly and lazily, with pure cruelty, he releases my clit from his teeth, leaving behind a throbbing pain. I barely get a second of relief before his mouth claims me again. His lips sealover my brutalized clit as he sucks, soothing the pain he just inflicted.

“Because they tell the truth.”

I shake my head, struggling to keep hold of anything that makes sense. “That’s bullshit.”

“Is it?” His tongue flicks against my clit. “You know the story, don’t you? The Garden of Eden.”

I swallow hard, barely able to focus as his mouth tortures me while the snake moves, twisting higher with its smooth scales brushing against my breast and throat.

“Yeah,” I manage. “The one where a snake gets blamed for ruining humanity?”

The snake hisses loudly behind my ear, the sound feels almost… accusatory.

As if it heard me.

As if it’s telling me it wasn’t her fault.

Tears soak into my camisole as fear clamps around my ribs and terror seeps into my muscles. If I could hiss back, I would. To apologize or to say I don’t believe it.

But the Bible does.

The snake glides over my skin, and its body loops behind my neck as it glides over my collarbones, forming a perfect circle around me and it feels so gentle.

Zane drags his tongue slowly along my folds. “That’s what they want you to believe. But the snake didn’t ruin Eve. He freed her.”

He groans as his fingers press deeper, stroking my walls with a precision that makes me feel both worshiped and utterly ruined.

“Think about it, Faith.” He says reverently like he’s giving a sermon right between my thighs. “God wanted humans to be obedient. Blind. He wanted to keep us in a perfect world where we never questioned anything.”

He strokes my clit with his thumb.

“And then came the snake. It told Eve the truth. That there was more. That she had a choice.”

The warmth of his tongue presses against my swollen flesh, but the contrast hits harder when I feel something smoother sliding downward. I freeze. The snake’s body moves between the valley of my tits with the kind of slow, deliberate ease that says she’s not scared. But I am. I’m terrified. Not of her, not really—she’s just following her path.

“It didn’t poison her. It gave her knowledge. It gave her power. And what did Eve do with that power, sweetheart?”

The snake inches toward my chin, sending a fresh wave of dread rippling through me but just then, Zane’s fingers curl inside me again, pressing against that devastating spot that makes me see fucking stars. The sheer force of sensation obliterates everything else, shattering my fear into a strangled, helpless moan.

“She took the fruit.” Zane sounds so goddamn satisfied, His breath fans against my pussy before he licks me until my vision whites out.

“And what happened to her after that?” I grit out.

Zane’s fingers ghost over my stomach, brushing dangerously close to what I assume is the snake’s tail. The snake begins to slither lower, and I feel its weight shift, the subtle pressure easing inch by inch until it disappears completely.

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