Brittney took a moment to study him properly. He was long and thick, flushed dark with arousal, thick veins tracing along his length, a bead of precum already gathering at the flushed head. He looked so achingly human like this, it was easy to forget what he truly was underneath all that skin.
She lowered her head and swirled her tongue slowly around the head, gathering the taste of him.
Fuck. Venus’s breath fractured instantly, his hips twitching beneath her.
The taste of him carried something underneath the salt she couldn’t quite place, something that pulled at her rather than satisfied her. She wanted more the second she’d had a taste.
Brittney took him deeper into her mouth, sucking gently at the head while her hand worked the base of his shaft. He was thick, gorgeously so, and she could already feel exactly how well he’d stretch her once he was where she really wanted him. God, she couldn’t wait.
She picked up her pace, hand and mouth moving together now, sucking and licking with unhurried devotion, savoring every reaction she pulled from him.
"Oh yes, my lady," Venus groaned, low and guttural, his fingers fisting into her hair without ever trying to control her rhythm.
The sharp sting from her scalp shot straight down to her core, and she throbbed with sudden, urgent need. She wanted him inside her so badly it was almost unbearable.
Driven by that ache, Brittney took him deeper still, until he brushed the back of her throat, her eyes watering as she fought the reflex and pushed through it anyway. She sucked him down further, the wet, filthy sound of her mouth working him filling the otherwise quiet room, proof of how far gone she was.
Venus never once tried to control her pace. He let her take exactly what she wanted, completely at her mercy, and something about that surrender only made her hungrier.
She dragged her teeth lightly along his length, then pulled back and bit down firmly at the head, and that was all it took to shatter what little control he had left.
Venus trembled violently beneath her, a low, animalistic growl rumbling deep in his chest as he spilled hard into her mouth.
Brittney didn’t let a drop go to waste, swallowing every pulse of him down, before licking him clean the same way he’d done for her, until there was nothing left behind.
Lifting her head, she wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, smacking her lips together.
"Tasty."
Venus smiled at her, a warm feeling rising in his chest beneath the hunger. She had no idea how much that wicked fire in her did to him.
Brittney crawled back up his body and kissed him deeply, sharing the taste of him with him. Both of them moaned into it, kissing lasciviously, without a single care for anything beyond this room. They both knew exactly what they wanted now, and neither had any intention of holding back from it.
While they kissed, Brittney reached between them, wrapping her fingers around his erection once more. She positioned him right at her entrance, then broke the kiss just long enough to look him dead in the eye as she began to sink down, taking him slowly, inch by devastating inch.
He stretched her instantly, a slow burn that had her breath catching in her throat, her body adjusting to his size with every inch she took.
Once Brittney was fully seated, she went still for a moment, letting her body adjust around him, breath shallow and unsteady. Venus’s hands found her hips, gripping tight, though he let her set the pace, watching her with hooded intensity.
She rolled her hips experimentally, testing the fit, and a shudder ran through both of them at once.
"Fuck," Brittney breathed, dropping her forehead against his.
Venus’s grip tightened. "Move, my lady. Don’t torment me for too long. There’s only so much patience a serpent can have."
Brittney chuckled. He was so freaking cute. For the first time, she couldn’t help wondering whether, under different circumstances, Venus might have actually made a good boyfriend. If he were human, the two of them would probably have one hell of a time together.
Except if Venus were human, he wouldn’t be Venus. He wouldn’t be the serpent boy who had somehow turned breaking into her room into the most fun she’d had in a long time. Perhaps that was exactly what made this so thrilling. They were completely wrong for each other, and somehow, that only made being together feel even better.
So she moved then. Slowly at first, rising and sinking in shallow, testing waves, her nails digging crescents into his chest as she found her rhythm. Every drag of him against her walls sent sparks up her spine, and by the third slow roll of her hips, the testing had given way to a ravenous hunger.
Venus’s hips began meeting hers, matching her pace, then pushed past it, one of his hands sliding up to fist in her hair while the other gripped her waist, guiding her faster. Brittney’s breath came in short, broken gasps, her pace growing less controlled, more desperate now, chasing the building pressure coiling tight low in her belly.
"There," she gasped, when he angled up just right. "Right there... don’t stop now."
Venus didn’t. He held that angle, thrusting up to meet her with such focused control, watching her fall apart above him with unmistakable satisfaction.
The pace built faster, Venus’s hips driving up to meet her every drop, the sound of skin against skin filling the room alongside her ragged breathing. Brittney’s cadence faltered, control slipping as that tight coil wound tighter with every stroke.
"I’m so... so close," she gasped, nails biting into his chest.
"I know." Venus’s voice was strained, his own control fraying at the edges. His grip on her hip tightened to a bruising degree, angling her, driving deeper, harder, chasing the same edge she was racing toward.
"Let go for me, little demoness. I’ve got you."
That was all it took.
Brittney shattered around him, a broken cry tearing free before she could catch it, muffled against her own hand as her body clenched tight around his, pulsing through wave after wave of release.
Venus followed seconds behind her, a low, guttural growl ripping from his throat as he spilled deep inside her, his hips stuttering as he rode out every last shudder with her.
She collapsed against his chest, the both of them trembling, breath ragged and uneven in the aftermath. Neither of them moved for a long moment, tangled together, their hearts hammering in matching rhythm.
She was so beautiful.
Venus rolled her over before she could catch her breath, and Brittney found herself flat on her back beneath him, blinking up at him in dazed surprise.
What —? She’d assumed he was finished and that they’d simply sink into a soft, sated moment together.
That assumption lasted all of two seconds before Brittney registered Venus still hard inside her, with him already hooking her legs around his waist.
She understood how wrong she was. It wasn’t over yet.
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