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Here is Chapter 69 of "Tempting Venom": Logically, I should hate this position, but the powerful orgasm I just had completely negates... Donât miss it!
Logically, I should hate this position, but the powerful orgasm I just had completely negates that assumption.
His long fingers sweep my hair from my eyes, and he presses a kiss to my forehead as he murmurs rough words. âYou were such a good boy, baby.â
Nausea surges up my throat, the static roaring back with full force until my ears ring. My breaths turn sharp as the pleasure haze evaporates, and I know Iâm seconds away from an epic meltdown.
But instead of allowing Marcus to see that fucked-up side of me in full HD, I punch him and do the one thing Iâm good at.
Run thehell away.
10
PRESTON
âWhatâs wrong with that dude?â I whisper to Jude as we sit on the counter in Kaneâs downtown penthouse.
âI told you. Heâs fighting with Dahlia.â Jude slides my meds over with a bottle of water.
My mother, everyone.
Always making sure I take my pillsâeven when sheâs disguised as a six-foot-five serial killer.
Heâs probably Julianâs spy, the devilâs advocate part of my brain whispers.
Zip it, demon. Donât you dare talk about my bro Jude like that.
Seriously, Jude hates Julian more than anyone and barely gets along with him. Different strokes for different dysfunctional families, I guess.
âBut thatâs something to celebrate, not mope about.â I grin and swallow the meds. âYo, Kane! I can find you someonewaybetter than Destiny!â
He shoots me a death glare over his shoulder. âShut it, Pres.â
âCome on, you canât possibly be a grumpy little shit because ofher. She screams double agent. I have sources. Iâll have proof of her espionage any day now.â
âDoesnât matter.â He dumps stir-fried rice on our plates with so much tension in his shoulders, itâs almost impressive that he doesnât snap.
âHey, whatâs with the sad-orphanage presentation?â I point my fork at him. âWhy arewebeing punished for the emotional damage inflicted by Dior?â
âShut your mouth and eat.â He turns to the stove.
I make a face at his back. Jude quietly shakes his head at me like Iâm a toddler holding a grenade.
I honestly donât get why Kane is sulking. So Dinah is gone? Good riddance, for all I care. I never vibed with that girl.
Because she slept with Marcus,my inner demon whispers, cackling maniacally.
Nooo.
Itâs because sheâs untrustworthy and sketchy as fuck. And Kane knows it but refuses to see it because heâssmittenlike a Disney princess.
It has absolutelynothingto do with that degenerate Marcus I refuse to think about.
We on the same page, demon? Good.
Kane fusses with whateverâs sizzling on the stove, half naked, with just joggers hanging low on his hips.
Kane actually hates getting naked. Heâs always the first or last to shower and dresses faster than the speed of light. Thatâs because he doesnât like people seeing the scars tangled with his serpent tattoos.
Around Jude and me, though, he doesnât care. Weâve seen each otherâs scars since we were kids. We were there when some of them happenedâlike Kaneâs fresh lashes, courtesy of his dadâs punishments.