Page 13 of Venom and Bind

He yanked my panties down and gripped my flesh as he spread my legs even farther apart. “This pussy”—his breath was warm against my skin as he licked—“and this ass”—his tongue continued its sinful path up to my asshole and I moaned—“are fucking mine.” He stood up just as quickly and spanked me again. His calloused hands were rough, greedy, and I cried out in pleasure with each strike.

He made a tsking noise behind me and dragged me up by the shoulders so my back was pressed against his chest. His hand wrapped around my throat, and I pushed my ass back against his cock. “I think you’re enjoying your punishment a little too much, little star.”

I turned my head towards him, desperate for his mouth, his lips, hell, his touch. My body was on fire as his mouth crashed into mine. His tongue was warm as it teased in and out of my mouth, his lips claiming what was his. I surrendered completely to him as he took control. There was a need inside of me that only he could satisfy. My skin was vibrating with excitement as he trailed his other hand down my stomach and under my skirt.

“Already wet for me, little star?” He dipped his fingers inside of me, and I squeezed around him, nodding. Of course I was. One word, one kiss, one spanking, and I was ready to beg, plead and grovel for just one more touch.

“Yes, Mr. Blackwood,” I whispered.

“Fuck,” he grunted and released my throat. He bent me over the desk again, and I gasped as he licked my pussy from behind. “I need to fucking taste you. Taste what’s mine.” His tongue lapped up my juices, and I pushed my ass back, needing more of his mouth. He worshiped me from down on his knees, knowing every little spot and button to press to make me unravel. I cried out, panting his name as he latched onto my clit. God, he was making me feral for his touch. I would break every fucking rule he ever made if it ended with me bent over his desk.

He slid a finger inside of me, then another, pumping in and out as he licked up towards my ass again. One hand strummed against my clit, while the other fucked me until my thighs began to tremble. His pace quickened, driving me closer and closer until I screamed out his name as stars burst behind my eyelids.

My legs trembled as he stood, smacking my ass once, then twice, his hands rough. He trailed his fingers over the tender flesh, making me shiver. “Are you going to keep breaking rules, Nova?” he purred as his nails glided up the back of my thigh and over my ass.

“Yes,” I pushed my ass backward. “Yes, I fucking am.”

He chuckled and moaned deep in his throat. “Bad girl.” I braced myself as his hand came down again and again and again, until I was a whimpering, wet mess once again. “You look so good like this, little star. Bent over my desk, legs spread wide for me like a good girl.” The sound of his belt being undone had me rising slightly on my tiptoes.

“Thank you, Mr. Blackwood.” I bit my bottom lip, knowing that every time I called him by his last name, he lost a little bit more of his control. Which was exactly what I wanted. Needed.

He dragged his cock between my pussy lips, coating himself as he slid back and forth. Not entering me, no, just teasing me mercilessly as I groaned and wiggled my ass. “Please…”

“Please what?” He reached around and circled his fingers over my clit. Oh, God, I didn’t think I could handle another orgasm right away.

“Fuck me, Cian. I need you.”

I cried out as he thrust his cock into me, filling me up to the brim. He continued his torturous teasing of my clit, playing my body like an instrument until I was singing his name again. The desk dug into my thighs as he thrust with deep, powerful strokes, pounding into me as my wetness dripped down my thighs. My entire body burned for him like a wildfire licking through my veins until it turned into an unstoppable inferno. His cock was fucking made for me, and I clenched around him. Every nerve cell in my body hummed for him and only him. He dragged me back up by my tied wrists, his hand going to my throat as he fucked me without mercy.

“More,” I panted. He squeezed gently on my throat, his skin slapping against mine as he fucked me.

“Yes, baby. I’ll give you everything you need.” He turned my head towards his and I stuck my tongue out, letting him suck on it as he picked up the speed. “I’ll give you the whole fucking world, little star.” Little black dots danced in my vision, my eyes rolling back in pleasure. The room was filled with my cries of pleasure and his guttural moans. He released my throat, lifting and turning me so my back was lying on his desk. “So fucking beautiful,” he groaned and pushed my knees up and wide open as he fucked me with an intensity I would never tire of. A rogue pen jabbed into my back, but I didn’t care. The entire building could be on fire, and I wouldn’t make a move to escape.

He reached down and ripped my tank top at the collar, tearing it right down the middle, and I gasped. My entire body shook as he licked between my breasts and up my neck, worshiping every plane and curve with his mouth. It was like he was possessed. A wild animal that only needed one thing,

Me.

I arched my back, desperate for more. His finger teased the tip of my nipple, and my pussy clenched around him. “Please, Cian, I can’t take it,” I whimpered as each thrust pushed me closer and closer to the edge. His fingers dipped down, circling my clit, and I shattered around him, screaming his name.

“Good girl.” He stuck his fingers in my mouth, and I tasted myself on him. My tongue swirled around his fingers as he thrust deeper and harder until he growled out his own release. We stayed like that for a moment, our breaths ragged.

He lifted me up, releasing my wrists, and I rubbed them to get the feeling back in my fingers. It was a delicious pain that I would never forget. I placed my forehead against his and sighed. “I’m sorry I left without telling you,” I whispered and kissed him.

He cradled my face in his hands. “My whole fucking world starts and ends with you, Nova. I am nothing without you. An empty fucking shell. I won’t lose you again.”

“You won’t, Cian.” I wrapped my arms around him and let him hold me.

It was a promise that I would do anything in my power to keep. And even though the odds were against us at that moment, I wasn’t going down without a fight. I glanced towards our bedroom, knowing the envelope with the knife was in there, mocking me and my trust for him.

There had to be a simple explanation, but right now wasn’t the time to bring it up. Hell, who knew if the time would ever be right? All I knew for sure was that secrets never stayed hidden. I had found that out the hard way.

Chapter Six

Nova

“Nova, if you burn Orin’s casserole, he’s going to have a meltdown.” Juliet reached over my shoulder and turned down the temperature of the oven.

“He said four hundred,” I scoffed and stuck my tongue out at her.

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