Page 94 of Siren in the Rain

While I don’t entirely know what I’m doing, I focus my attention on Griffin’s body and how it responds. His reactions are so honest and gratifying that my confidence grows with every moment I spend worshipping his cock and letting my hair trail over his naked skin.

When I finally take his leaking tip into my mouth, Griffin gives a whole-body shudder and a long moan that make me almost dizzy with elation. Knowing I can draw these kinds of responses out of him gives me a heady feeling I want to keep chasing.

My mate is so responsive and sensitive to me—and I find I like that a whole fuck of a lot. Taking the plump head of his cock into my mouth, I suck and lave on it, savoring the salty taste of him on my tongue.

“So good,” he moans.

I take him a bit deeper but find I can’t go too far without gagging.

Time and practice make perfect, I reassure myself.

Besides, Griffin doesn’t seem to mind from the way he’s responding to me so beautifully.

I take hold of the base of his erection and begin to move my hand in time with my mouth as I bob up and down on him, increasing the suction with my mouth as I go.

He starts to shake all over and I can tell he’s barely holding on.

“Gonna come,” he gasps.

I pull off his cock with a pop and use my hand to stroke his shaft, already slick with my saliva, to finish him off.

I love my Wolf Boy, but I’m not sure I’m ready to take a mouthful of come just yet. All in good time. We don’t have to rush.

In scant moments, my hand has worked its magic and Griffin’s back arches as he comes in copious spurts all over his abdomen.

“Whoa. That’s… impressive,” I say.

Panting and flushed, Griffin smiles at me almost shyly. “Wolfkin tend to have a lot more, uh, volume to our releases than some species.”

“I’ll say.”

Good thing I pulled off when I did!

While I’m still marveling at Griffin’s impressive release, he manages to turn the tables on me. He flips me on my back and hovers over me.

“Your turn now,” he growls, his amber eyes shining.

I arch an eyebrow. “That sounds quite promising.”

Lying back, I rest my arms behind my head with a sigh. “Get to work on pleasuring me, Wolf Boy.”

He chuckles. “I love this side of you too.”

I grin at him. “Thank fuck for that.”

He deftly removes all of my clothes so fast that it leaves me breathless. Then he takes his time exploring every inch of me, the look of wonder in his eyes making my chest ache a little. Knowing I’m just as precious to him as he is to me has me floundering in a pool of emotions I haven’t fully anticipated.

When he finally takes my dick in his mouth, I see stars. The gap between our experiences and abilities is blatantly obvious. I’m a little embarrassed by how quickly he makes me come, and even more so when he swallows down my release with a hum of contentment.

As I come down from my orgasmic high—blow jobs are fucking awesome—Griffin cuddles me close, his tail thumping happily in the quiet of the room.

“You were amazing,” I tell him.

He spoons me from behind and nuzzles my neck. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. But you were the amazing one. You totally blew my mind.”

“I’m nowhere near as good at oral sex as you are. But I’ll get better.”

Am I a bit competitive when it comes to sexual prowess? Apparently.

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