Between Despair and Hope (The Divine Between, #2)

by Jess Wisecup

Ven hovered over me, lowering herself slowly, as she gripped my wrists. After a few moments when she still hadn’t taken me fully, I used my hold on her hips to pull her down as I pushed up at the same time “Shit, shit,” she gasped. “Divine hell, D, you’re too big this way.” “You can do it, princess,” I teased. She resisted, so I moved my hands up her back and shoulders, rubbing soothing circles with my thumbs. Mairin made eye contact with me over Ven’s shoulder before her eyes moved in a slow caress down Ven’s form, lingering where our flesh met. She surged forward, and the merrow’s hand found its way to Ven’s clit. I could feel her rubbing circles on that sensitive spot, and Ven relaxed incrementally. The bond vibrated, almost pushing me to finish just from being inside her. I was tempted to thrust hard a few times to be done with it, to let them explore without me, but I could tell the bond needed more from us. Ven leaned back, head against my shoulder, as she relaxed even further. “Almost, beautiful,” Mairin whispered, leaning forward to kiss her. “Just a little bit more.” Placing two hands on her shoulders, Mairin pushed down as Ven gasped, and she finally took all of me. “That’s it,” I whispered in her ear. “Told you you could do it.”