Page 117 of Siren in the Rain

My mate definitely likes what I’m doing.

My tongue explores every inch of his ass as I thoroughly lick and taste him to my heart’s content. Before long, he can’t hold back. His hips start involuntarily thrusting and he pushes back on my tongue as if begging for more.

I give his right ass cheek a light slap. “No moving,” I remind him and he stills. “Good Wolf Boy,” I rumble with pleasure.

Deciding it’s time to take this to the next level, I grab the bottle of lube and coat my index finger, then circle the tip around his entrance.

“Do you want my finger inside you?” I ask.

“Yes,” he breathes out hard. “A thousand times, yes.”

Carefully, I push my digit inside him. At first he tightens up, but I stroke his side until he relaxes and I’m able to press in up to my knuckle. I curve my finger, searching and stroking until I finally find the magical spot I’ve been researching in my spare time.

Griffin cries out again and I know I’ve hit the prostate jackpot.

My finger continues to brush against the sensitive spot and he moans, rocking back on my hand.

Before long, I repeat my actions with a second finger and then scissor them to stretch and open his channel for me.

“Do you like having me get you ready for my cock?” I ask.

“Ah! S-so much,” he stutters out.

It may be my first time doing this, but I wanted to come to Griffin prepared. After much mental deliberation, I’d gone to Harper for advice. He was happy to share tips and tricks he’s learned over the centuries as a sexually experienced vampire.

When I finally have three fingers inside him and he can’t stop from writhing with wanton need, I remove my fingers and coat my all-too-eager dick with lube.

“Are you ready for me, my Wolf Boy?”

“More than,” he pants.

I spread his ass cheeks again and bare his glistening pucker to me.

Good gods, he’s gorgeous—and all mine.

I have to bite my lip so I don’t lose control.

Carefully, I press forward and enter him slowly, trying not to blow my load in the process. I’m not even halfway inside him and I already know I haven’t ever felt anything as glorious as this. He’s hot and tight, his channel spasming around me as it gets used to my invasion.

I’m sweating from the amount of effort I have to exert to hold back. By the time I bottom out, I’m forced to remain still for fear I’ll come right away.

My nostrils flare and I scrunch my eyes closed as I concentrate on breathing so this doesn’t end far too quickly.

Gradually, Griffin’s channel relaxes its grip and I manage to pull back from the edge of orgasm.

“You feel amazing,” I tell him when I can actually verbalize something coherent again. “You take me so deep and so well. I’m so proud of you, my Wolf Boy.”

At my words, he falls forward on his elbows, changing the angle of my penetration. “Please, Shae. I need you,” he whimpers.

I grit my teeth. “I don’t know that I can last very long.”

“That’s okay. Just make sure you bite me when you come like we talked about.”

Yeah, so that’s the part I’m still a little weirded out by, but I trust Griffin so I push aside my worry and rock my hips forward.

I start out slowly at first, then gradually pick up the pace, indulging in the exquisite sensation of his passage squeezing around my cock as I move in and out of him. We’re connected in a way I’ve never been before and never will be with anyone but him. Griffin and I are committing to a lifetime together, just the two of us.

A few months ago, that idea would’ve sent me running for the hills, screaming the entire way. But now it’s everything I want and need.

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