Page 39 of Venomous Heart
“No.” Arlen’s voice was a growl again, but this time it didn’t scare her. It made her sex clench almost painfully with need. She wanted it, that raw possession, that total domination, just as much as she feared it. “Look at me, Ava.”
It was as much an order as it was a plea, and she watched him as he looked down her offered body.
“So beautiful, so feminine.” There was raw emotion in his voice as he lowered his face to her chest, then kissed that soft spot at the base of her throat. “You are a wonder, Ava. You are my wonder.”
He didn’t give her time to answer. His mouth lowered, trailing between her breasts as he kissed and nipped at her skin, making her breathless. Then his lips closed around one taut nipple and he sucked as he flicked his tongue across the sensitive bud. Ava cried out at the rush of sensations as her entire body became alive with prickles of arousal. Then Arlen moved his attention to her other breast until her cries of pleasure turned tortured.
“All of you,” he whispered against her flesh. “I want all of you.”
His mouth moved lower, below her breasts, raking her flesh with his fangs between each kiss. When his kisses trailed down to her navel, then lower, she began to shiver. It was all so much, she was almost overwhelmed by all the sensations.
He sat back, looking down at her as she lay completely exposed, her legs parted on either side of his knees. His hand ran up the inside of her thigh, all the way to the bare flesh of her sex. She knew human women had hair there but she didn’t, as part of the complex gene engineering that made her body.
Arlen’s thumb slid between her lower lips and she knew he found wetness there. His face was taut and his expression one of intense concentration as he tested her wetness, dipping the tip of a finger just inside her entrance, then out. He ran his thumb higher over her clit and she moaned at the sharp pleasure of his touch.
“I want to feast on you, my wonder.” He bent between her knees, his fingers parting her lower lips to reveal the vulnerable, quivering flesh of her sex. Ava pushed her head back against the mattress as his breath fanned her wet skin. He flicked his tongue across her slit and growled against her, the vibration nearly making her come right then and there.
“You taste so damn good.”
Arlen went down again, his slightly raspy tongue circling her clit then flicking over it before sliding down to her entrance and back again. Her walls clenched as another climax approached, fast, and all Ava could do wasfeel.
She wasn’t a doctor anymore, wasn’t a woman who fought every day for her place in the world. Now she was all female need, her entire being reduced to a mass of needy flesh under Arlen’s expert tongue.
Then he ceased, his mouth leaving her flesh screaming in frustration. Ava opened her eyes, outrage pouring out of her at being denied his touch.
“You won’t come from my tongue,” he instructed, and her flesh quivered anew at the authority in his voice. She was aroused by it, by that core of steel in everything he did. “I will make you scream, but it will be with my body inside yours.”
Arlen watched her with the face of a predator as her eyes went down to his length. His sex jutted straight out in front of him, long and thick over the tight sac of his balls. He was fully aroused, a shimmering drop of pre-cum glistening on the tip of his erection.
A flutter of fear mixed with her excitement as she stared at it. It was so big, she wasn’t sure it would fit.
Arlen lowered himself over her, his knees spreading her legs far apart, his gaze on her body, focused on the possession to come. Then the tip of his cock was at her entrance, and he pushed. A sharp pain shot through her as he breached it, and a whimper escaped her lips.
He stopped, then withdrew, understanding spreading across his features. “You never had a male take you before?”
“No,” she admitted, her cheeks burning. “Knut made sure of it. No man could get close to me without supervision.”
Arlen got back to his knees, his face unreadable. Pain shot through Ava’s heart as he pulled away.
“Are you rejecting me?” She hated the fear in her voice, the pleading tone she hadn’t been able to suppress.
Arlen frowned, then shook his head. “No male in his right mind would ever reject you.” He lowered himself between her spread legs, his breath hot and infuriatingly close to her flesh. “But I need to prepare you better, then you will be ready for me.”
“Oh.”
Then there was no place for words anymore. Arlen flicked her clit with his tongue as one large, thick finger came to circle her entrance. Her walls clenched with a need to be filled that was strong enough to drive her insane. He pushed his finger inside, but only the tip of it as his tongue kept up his merciless assault on her clit.
She was close, so close to coming, it hurt.
Another finger joined his first, just at the opening, stretching it until the shadow of pain appeared, but it was lost in the sensations coming from his mouth.
Then Arlen sucked sharply and hard on her little nub.
Her climax exploded, rippling through her body in waves of strengthening ecstasy. At the same moment, his fingers breached her entrance, pushing with a steady force until he was embedded deep inside. The bite of pain was lost in the wake of her pleasure and as Arlen pushed against the inside of her clit with his digit, Ava’s body shuddered through another climax, following the first without truly ending.
She screamed long and hard as the orgasm rocked through her until, finally, she collapsed on her back, blinking through the fog in the aftermath of her pleasure.
Arlen withdrew, then came to hover above her, bracing his weight on his elbow. He watched her with a satisfied expression as he planted a kiss on her mouth. Her taste and smell mixed with his as he kissed her deeply. When her lungs began to scream for air, he broke the kiss.
