Chapter 9 #2
Her hands grip my hips, and in a rush of movement I can barely comprehend, I’m on my back.
She wastes little time ripping my clothes off until I lie before her bare.
Her snakes slither back and forth across her head, flicking their tongues out as they eye me like the biggest feast they’ve ever been presented with.
A wicked grin spreads across her lips. “They’re eager to help me please you. They forced themselves out to do so. I’ve never had that happen, but it’s not like I’ve ever had the opportunity to do something like this before, either. There’s something about you that makes me feral too, Avyanna.”
“Fucking hell,” I whisper as she lowers her lips to my neck.
Pleasure shoots through me, and I arch my back, never wanting her to stop.
When she reaches my breast, her tongue darts out to lick my nipple and play with the piercing while one of her snakes takes the other one into its mouth and bites down.
I yelp in surprise, but it quickly turns to a moan.
Her other snakes snap and hiss at each other, trying like hell to get to me. Their involvement is intriguing, making it feel like I have multiple partners vying for my attention. Let’s just say I’m not complaining about it in the least.
As one snake releases my nipple, another clamps onto it.
I sharply inhale and fist my hands in the sheets.
Roxi huffs out a laugh against my skin just as the second snake lets go of my stiff peak.
Her tongue trails across my chest, taking my battered nipple in her mouth.
She lets out an appreciative hum and sucks on it harder, nearly sucking my soul out through it.
Her teeth run over my flesh as she releases the suction, my nipple leaving her mouth with an audible pop, and I let out a relieved sigh.
Looking down at her, I watch, confused, as her forked tongue darts out to lick her bloodied lips.
Then realization hits, and my gaze flies down to my breast. Four tiny blood drops sit side by side, which look like they’re bite marks from her snakes.
Above those are two larger wounds that sit further apart—just the right distance between where Roxi’s canines are.
The skin there is torn slightly, and blood trickles across my chest from them, collecting between my breasts.
“Sorry, they’re a little blood thirsty and I had to have a taste for myself,” she says, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth.
I quirk a brow at her. “You drink blood?”
She shrugs. “On occasion, I’ve been able to. I don’t need it to survive, but it’ll give me a boost depending on what kind of creature I’m drinking from.”
“Does my blood make you feel any different?”
Her eyes slide closed for a moment before she’s peering back at me through her lashes. “I’m more in tune with you, but that’s about it.”
“How interesting. I learn something new every once in a while.”
“There aren’t many of my kind left in the world, so I’m sure you don’t know much about us either.”
“I was actually around during the peak of the gorgons, and I’ve taken down a few in my time, so I know more than you think.”
Her brows furrow. “Just how old are you?”
“Everything I just told you should give you some hints,” I say, trying to sit up.
She shoves me back down onto the bed, keeping her hand on my sternum. “Don’t deflect. I’m not done with you.”
“Then I suggest you get on with it.”
Her slitted pupils constrict, and she keeps eye contact with me as she bends down to lick up the last of the blood on my chest. “You started asking questions, which interrupted me.”
“Well, by all means, continue.”
The snakes atop her head hiss and snap at me again—feisty little things, just like the woman they accompany. She scoots further down on the bed and lowers herself onto her forearms between my thighs, ass high in the air, wiggling as she looks me over.
My pussy throbs under her gaze, begging for her to touch it. She licks her lips, and the soft pads of her fingers slide across my folds to spread me open. One of her knuckles grazes over my clit in the process, nearly sending me flying off the bed.
“Sensitive, are we?” she asks, voice full of lust.
I nod frantically, biting down on my lip, and she does it again. Unable to stop myself, I whimper.
Her tongue licks up my slit, and she moans. “You’re so fucking wet, Vee. And you taste so sweet.”
The only word I can get out of my mouth is ‘more’ because that’s all I want right now. It’s been far too long since someone has pleased me, and I need her to continue.
She huffs out a quiet laugh, which has her warm breath flitting across my sensitive clit.
I bow my back, and she dives in, sinking her forked tongue deep into me.
A strangled cry leaves my lips as I fist my hands in the sheets again.
That only serves to encourage her, making her tongue split inside me until she finds my G-spot.
“Fuck,” I whimper, hips moving of their own accord as she fucks me with her decadent tongue.
Then her snakes join in the fun. One of them latches onto my clit while another wiggles itself toward my ass, flicking its tongue over my tight hole.
I’ve never let anyone play with me there, but if that’s what this woman wants, I’ll let her do it.
All the sensations have me writhing beneath her; I’m already so close.
Her tongue slips out of me, but her snakes don’t stop their pursuits. “Come on my tongue, Vee. Drown me in your delicious arousal.”
My eyes roll back and my toes curl as she slides her tongue back in, splitting it to toy with the walls of my pussy.
It’s all becoming so overwhelming, but I’m tipped over the edge when the snake on my clit releases my sensitive bundle of nerves and another bites down harder, suctioning onto the area.
I scream my release, slamming my eyes shut.
When spots dance across my vision, I fear I’m going to pass out.
Roxi lets me ride out my orgasm before she and her snakes release their hold on me.
I’m a shaking mess, unable to do anything but breathe while this beautiful woman kisses her way up my body.
When she reaches my neck, I turn my face to capture her lips.
We kiss for what feels like hours, but is probably only minutes at the most.
She pulls back, needing to come up for air. Her hooded eyes fixate on mine, and we stay there, staring at each other while we breathe heavily.
“I really want to stay in this bed all day with you, but I would also love to get some stuff from my father’s house,” she whispers.
My brows furrow. “What do you need? I’ll get it for you. I won’t let your father’s men take you from me again.”
“I mean, I need clothes and the like more than anything.”
“We can buy you new stuff. I don’t want you going back there,” I growl.
She tenses her jaw. “What happened to not keeping me locked up?”
I sigh. “We can go out and buy things, but I don’t want you going back to that house.”
One of her eyebrows raises. “And how are we going to manage that with my stone-turning gaze?”
“Fuck. I forgot about that, weirdly enough. Let me find some sunglasses or something for you.”
“Sunglasses don’t help inside,” she says with an eye roll.
“We’ll figure something out. It’s nearly Halloween, and the humans are on high alert from what I’ve heard.”
Her mouth pops open, and her eyes light up. “I’ve always wanted to dress up for Halloween. It looks like so much fun.”
“I can try to find you a mask to wear, but most of the time it draws more attention to your eyes.”
“Can you find me a veil? It blocks people from being able to look directly into my eyes, and I can still see with it on.”
“You know, that’s a great idea. Let me get dressed, and I’ll see if I can find one in town. Your clothes are here on the bed—probably underneath me, honestly.” I say, giving her a quick kiss before I climb out of bed.