Venoms power of temptations

Cortney’s breath hitched, her fingers digging into the rough bark of the oak tree. Her pupils were dilated, her skin flushed—not from exertion, but from the venom coursing through her veins.

Cortney- "Bryce… I ...mmm...I feel arroused again..its the venom.....Bryce.. fuck me

A twig snapped in the distance. Bryce’s muscles tensed. Stephanie’s laughter slithered through the trees, disembodied, taunting.

Stephanie- "You can’t hide forever, Court.

Her voice curled around them like smoke, too close now. Bryce grabbed Cortney’s wrist, pulling her deeper into the trees. Cortney whimpered, her body arching toward him despite the danger.

Cortney- "Bryce, please—" Her breath was ragged, her lips parted.

The venom was doing its work, twisting her hunger into something sharp and desperate. Bryce gritted his teeth.

Bryce- "Not now. Not like this."

Another snap of branches. Closer. Bryce dragged Cortney behind a cluster of thorny bushes just as Stephanie's silhouette flickered between the trees. What little sunlight left of the setting sun caught the gleam of her fangs as she paused, nostrils flaring. Cortney pressed against Bryce, her body trembling—not from fear, but from the venom’s insistent heat. Her fingers clawed at his shirt.

Cortney: "I can’t—I need—" Her plea dissolved into a moan as she ground against his thigh.

Bryce cursed under his breath. The scent of her arousal would lead Stephanie right to them. And now he is starting to feel aroused as well A low chuckle echoed from the darkness.

Stephanie:- mmmm..Cortney....the third and final bite is the most pleasureable one

Her voice dripped with hunger, a predator savoring the moment before the kill. Bryce’s breath came in ragged bursts as Cortney’s fingers twisted in his shirt, her body pressed flush against his. The venom burned through her veins, her pupils blown wide with lust and something darker—something feral. Before he could push her away, Cortney surged forward, crashing her lips against his in a desperate, kiss.

Bryce’s body responded before his mind could resist—his hands tangled in Cortney’s hair as the kiss deepened, her tongue hot and insistent. The venom was in him too, twisting his fear into raw need. For a heartbeat, he forgot the danger, forgot the monster stalking them—until Stephanie’s mocking purr cut through the haze.

Stephanie- "How sweet." She emerged from the shadows

her naked form glistening in the dying light. Bryce tore his mouth from Cortney’s, shoving her behind him as Stephanie prowled closer.

Stephanie: "You can’t fight it, Bryce.

Her voice was a velvet purr, laced with dark amusement. She circled them like a wolf closing in, her bare feet silent on the damp ground. Bryce’s body burned—part rage, part venom, all primal instinct. Cortney panted against his back, as she trys to fight the urge

Bryce: "We can fight it." His voice was rough, but his hands shook.

Stephanie laughed, the sound like shattered glass.

Stephanie-"Liar. You want this. Just like you wanted Lila.

Cortney’s resistance faded like smoke in the wind. Her fingers, which had been clutching Bryce’s shirt in a weak attempt to push him away, now curled possessively into the fabric, pulling him closer. Her breath hitched—sharp, needy—as her body arched against his. The venom was winning, burning through her last shreds of control. Bryce felt it too—the heat coiling low in his stomach, the way his pulse throbbed in time with Cortney’s ragged gasps.

Stephanie’s grin widened as she watched Bryce’s resolve crumble. Cortney’s hands slightly lifting his shirt "

You see?" Stephanie whispered

stepping so close her bare skin brushed against Bryce’s arm.

Stephanie-"The act doesn’t lie."

Bryce shuddered, torn between shoving them away and surrendering to the fire in his veins. Cortney’s mouth inched to his ear

Cortney- "Please," she begged

but whether it was for him to stop her or give in, even she didn’t know.