Page 59 of Red Ruin

It feelsso fucking good.

The smoke and flames die down inside.

I can finallythink.

Fuuuck.

I hope she’s pissed.

I hope she chooses violence.

She needs to be THE ONE who fucking ends me and this bloodline’s curse.

“Vhex,” she gasps, pressed beneath me. “What the fuck does that mean? What did you do?”

“I gave you a taste of my venom.” I tongue my relieved fang, then kiss that perfect hole on the side of her throat. “You like?”

Her sweet hand strokes me in time with her soul.

The ice-blue energy matches the cold fire in her eyes.

“What kind of ven—” She chokes off as her spine bows.

The spreading poison paints me a pulsing map of her arteries. The blood blazes hottest at her core.

I didn’t tell it to go there.

That wasallllllher.

She gnaws her lip, fighting the pleasure. “You’re an incubus?”

“Nope.” I grin, watching the show through her skin.

My venom usually zips around while they try to figure out what the hell to do with the raw energy.

Conquer the world?

Maybe slit my throat?

If she chose rage, that shit would find her fingers and help her choke me out. My power is so strong, not even I’d be able to stop her.

I wouldn’t try.

But my Guide doesn’t hesitate.

She has no wrath, no greed, no pride.

My wife and I share a favorite sin.

She pants as her blood flows to the place she wants it most. “Then why is your venom?—”

“Drenching your pussy?” I chuckle and stroke my cock in her helping hand. “Because you chose lust. I granted your wish.”

“I didn’t make one.” Her hand never stops stroking.

“You did. So did I.” I lean into her touch. “More.”

She inhales. Her pupils blow. “Is your bloodline from the Jinn?”

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