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My sweet venom?
I shiver, loving Seven’s possessive my.
It pushes me close to coming without being touched.
I nod, forcing myself not to reach out and type a desperate litany of begging.
That’s the game.
Obediently, I draw the vibrator over my peaked nipple again, as my chest heaves.
“Fuck,” I whine.
SEVEN: Do you want that vibrator on your pretty clit?
“Yes,” I howl.
SEVEN: Are you ready to come, sweet venom? To touch that toy to your wet pussy and push yourself over the edge? I can’t wait to spread you open. My tongue aches to taste you. I’m sitting here, imagining how hot you look right now, ready to come for me over and over and over. Your obedience is making me hard. I’m fucking hard for you, sweet venom.
I choke on my own tongue at every one of those images.
SEVEN: Stroke the vibrator down your stomach.
“Finally,” I gasp.
Excitedly, I draw the toy down my sweating stomach. My muscles twitch and jump.
SEVEN: My beautiful Omega, you’re so drenched for me. You are, aren’t you? Look at that delicious pussy, clenching and glistening. Now, press the vibrator to your pretty clit — hard — and don’t take it away, until you’ve come.
My eyes widen.
I take a deep breath, then I hold the vibrator directly against my clit, mercilessly.
I press my palm over my mouth to muffle my yell. I can’t hold my hips still, however, as I hump up and down against the intense sensation.
As the vibrator pulses against my sensitive clit, which tingles deliciously, I imagine all the phrases that Seven has said, in the deep voice that I’ve imagined for him.
They’re dominant but worshipful things that make me yearn for his touch.
…You’re being so good for me… You’re perfect… I can’t wait to spread you open. My tongue aches to taste you. I’m sitting here, imagining how hot you look right now… I’m hard for you, sweet venom. My beautiful Omega…
“My Alpha,” I whisper.
I’m not brave enough to type that to him.
I wish that I was.
Ecstasy is building up in me, blindingly fast. I try to twist away from it but I don’t want to lift the wand.
Seven and I have negotiated about our play, including limits and kinks, through a section on the app.
This intense stress relief, with pleasure winding through me in such an overwhelming way that my spiraling thoughts are quietened just for this short time, is exactly what I need.
I grit my teeth together.
My toes curl. I’m shaking.
Then all of a sudden, shocking in its unexpectedness, an orgasm forces its way through me like a wave hitting.
