Page 70 of Our Covenant

She rocks her hips and her needy pussy coaxes my throbbing cock.

“I need you.” She whimpers into my mouth. “I’ve waited so long for this.”

“We can’t.” I hear myself say it, but my body isn’t listening.

The length of my cock grinds down against her clit, her arousal coating me.

“I want to give you my cock so bad, venom,” I grit out between her wanton gasps for air. “Gods, I want to fill your pussy with every inch of me. But we can’t.”

“Yes.” She pants. “We can. We can. Please.”

My ears ring with her desperation. The head of my cock notches at her wet center, but I plant my knees into the plush mattress, refusing to obey her body’s demands. She fights for the power. Bucking her hips, clawing at my back, and attempting to slide her hand between us.

When she finally gives up, she relaxes and peers up at me with a defeated pout on her blushed lips. “Kiss me.”

That, I grant. I flatten my chest to hers, and she wraps her arms around my neck. Pressure shifts and the world spins. Her legs spread and straddle me as my back sinks into the down.

The view of Elsbeth triumphantly mounted on top of me has my cock rock-hard. Her slender fingers wrap around my shaft and she lines me up where she wants me. I grab her hips and hold her still. “We can’t. Not all the way.”

She nods, and I loosen my hold so she can pulse up and down. It’s not enough for either of us. No relief or semblance of it in sight.

It’s a dream. Sex dreams are normal.

But she feels so real and so good.

“More. A little bit more.” She moans and sinks down to where her hand is still holding my shaft.

I reach up and cup her tits, rolling her nipples between my fingers. “You want more, venom?” My voice is husky and thin as she sinks lower. “Want to feel me fill this tight pussy for you?”

“Uh-huh.” She whines, placing both of her hands on my chest. “I need all of you.”

All of me. Or all of us.

“Take me.” I raise my hips, hitting a deep ache. “Take all of me.”

Lust overtakes her. She bites into her lower lip and rides my cock.

“Fuck,” I groan, getting too close to my own climax.

Even if this is a dream, I can’t leave her unsatisfied.

I focus on the stinging trails her nails are leaving on my chest and not her pussy clenching around me. She’s so close.

“Are you going to come for me, venom?”

She nods, biting back a scream as I force her hips to rock harder. “Yes, fuck. Right there.”

“Scream for me. Tell me how good I make you feel.” The tips of my fingers dimple her flesh.

Her pussy convulses and I spiral into ecstasy along with her. My cock jerks as my balls tighten then empty. And in the post-orgasm clarity, I can only think, At least there’s no messy cleanup.

She’s spent and sleepy when she swings her leg over and stretches out next to me. The space between our bodies is too vast and cold. Like she’s slipping further away from me with every one of her heaving breaths.

“Stay with me.” I reach out for her, brushing the tips of her fingers with mine. “Stay.”

“I’m right here.” She hums with contentment, her face fading into the dark.

“Stay.”