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He chewed his bottom lip and nodded quickly. “Feels good. I didn’t know—”

Not giving him a chance to finish his sentence, I spit on the tip of his cock and circled my thumb around his tip.

He released a shuddered gasp. “That’s…unbelievable.”

“I’m going to make you feel so much more.” Wrapping my fingers around his shaft with a soft grip, I pumped to make him even harder.

“Oh-h-h,” he stuttered, reaching back but finding nothing. “I need… My knees are weak.”

“Come.” I stood and guided him over to my couch. When he’d settled into the cushions, I held his cock once again. “I want to suck you off, to put my mouth around your cock and bring you even more pleasure.”

“Okay.” He gripped the cushions as I found a comfortable spot between his spread thighs.

I held him gently as I leaned over his shaft and circled my tongue around his tip.

He bucked his hips, sending his cock right to the back of my throat.

I gagged and my eyes began to water.

“Sorry.” He shrank back into the couch. “Sorry. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean… See, I’m not made for this.”

I didn’t let go of him but met his gaze with a smile. “You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m glad I could elicit that reaction from you. And I want to bring you more pleasure. Are you ready?”

“I don’t know,” he whimpered, sounding both scared and worried.

“Will you let me try?” I continued to lightly pump his cock. “I really want to do this for you.”

He sighed then nodded. “Okay. Okay, if it won’t bring you any harm.”

I didn’t answer but took him in my mouth once more. With his tight grip on the couch, he seemed to be trying to hold back his reaction. Yet, as I bobbed up and down, he lost control. His hands shook as he placed them on my back, his lap, and then my shoulders.

“Oh, something is happening.” He pushed me off him, but I retained my grip. “I don’t… I can’t…” With the combination of a scream and a moan, he released, his come shooting onto his chest, his belly, and all over my hand. “Was that… Was that supposed to happen?”

I chuckled as he tried to catch his breath. “Yes, that was supposed to happen. Are you okay? Did you like that?”

“I… I think so.” He stared down at his chest and ran a finger through his release.

“Let me clean you up.” I stood and headed to the bathroom to get a towel. When I returned, his breathing had calmed some, but his facial features were wrinkled as if in confusion.

“What is it?” I asked as I wiped him off.

“Was that mating? Is that how we make children?”

“No.” I sat beside him and leaned into him. “That was simply for your pleasure. If you’ll let me, I’ll show you what mating is like after dinner.”

He wrinkled his brows. “I think that would be good. It seems there’s more to this human body than I originally believed.”

I laughed, both amused and hopeful that I had convinced Vern to be with me, that we would soon be official mates after a special ceremony and be on our way to becoming parents.

Chapter Twelve

Vern

As delicious as the bean salad Falco had made was, I had a difficult time eating it. Both nervous and anxious about what was to come after the meal, I hoped to prolong our time at the table. The thing he’d done to me earlier—what he’d called a blow job—had felt amazing and managed to awaken an intense desire inside me I didn’t know existed. I wanted to mate with Falco, to have sex with him, yet I had no idea how. He insisted it was easy and he would guide me through it, but I still worried. Although Falco claimed I was the only one he wanted as his mate, I worried I would mess up somehow and make him change his mind.

He stood up and took my dish from me. “It’s okay to be nervous. I was leading up to my first time. But I promise you, it will be even better than what we did earlier.”

My stomach churned and my heart raced. “How can you be sure?” I wanted to believe him, but previous experience warned me that I had screwed up many things in the past.