“Bear?” Raven wiggled in my grip, her slick skin sliding against my chest. I groaned softly as my cock throbbed painfully, trapped between us.
“Yes, little mate?”
“Can I try something new?” My pulse quickened at the nervous yet excited note in her voice.
“Like what, little mate?” She slithered around in my grip until she faced me. I sat up more, pulling her astride my lap. My cock leaped in the hot water, drawing her attention, and she smiled.
“Can I taste you?” Her tongue flicked out to moisten her lips, and I groaned.
“Little mate…you’ve had a long day, and I don’t want to tire you out.”
Her face fell. A mortified flush tinted her cheeks as steam rose. “Oh. Of course. I’d probably be terrible at it anyway.”
“Everything you do pleases me, little mate,” I ground out, unable to stop thinking about my cock in her mouth now that she’d put the idea into my head. “And I would like it very much if…”
Goddess. I was so fucked.
24
Raven
The bear and I had had sex many times, but I still lacked experience, and that worried me.
As an incubus, Zane lived and breathed sex. He needed it to survive. Sexual energy, at least. A part of me worried he might think I was boring. After all, he was a regular at the pack orgies, even if he didn’t join in. At least I hoped he didn’t. The thought of some shifter bitches crawling all over him made my skin crawl in the worst way.
But I wasn’t thinking about that now.
No.
I’d decided I needed to experiment more, and my bear was the best person to do it with. He never judged me. He’d always been gentle and happy to take things at my speed. If I could practice new things with him, perhaps Zane wouldn’t think I was boring.
Orvanilla, as he liked to call Alaric.
I loved vanilla ice cream, but there were many other flavors out there I wanted to try. Some of them at the same time!
“Everything you do pleases me, little mate.” Maverick’s expression softened before he grimaced in discomfort. Stars above, was the water too hot for him, or maybe I was too heavy? I had packed on some weight lately, mostly because he insisted on feeding me whenever I stayed at his cabin. “And I would like it very much if…”
Before he could finish the sentence, I scooted as far back in the tub as I could, ignoring the sound of water sloshing everywhere. Maverick hissed when I grabbed his shaft and licked the velvety crown.
“Gentle, little mate, or this will be over before it starts.” His cock leaped in my hand as I marveled at how hot and thick he felt. So soft yet hard, like velvet-coated steel. Were all cocks this big?
Zane’s cock had felt big, but that was a dream, so perhaps he’d artificially endowed himself. I decided not to dwell on the size of Zane’s cock as it was pretty obvious from my bear’s growl he’d read my thoughts.
“Focus on me, little mate,” he said in a stern voice. “And do exactly as I tell you.”
The student/teacher vibe sent a shiver down my spine. We’d not explored role play, but I had a feeling I’d enjoy it.
“Yes, you will.” Maverick’s golden eyes glittered in the muted light. Candles rested on every available surface, flickering away as snow lashed the thick glass window behind me.
“Lick my crown and see how much of me you can take in your mouth,” he instructed.
I did as I was told. Stars, he tasted delicious. Musky with a hint of soap and salt. He was so big I could barely fit more than an inch in my mouth, but I persevered.
“Good girl. You’re doing so well,” he rumbled, sliding his hands into my damp hair. “That’s it. Go a little deeper. Breathe through your nose.Such a good girl.” The encouraging commentary, along with the way his shaft thickened as I swirled my tongue around it, made me preen.
My confidence soared. I pressed down further until his crown touched the back of my throat, and then it all went wrong. I gagged and nearly choked, pulling away with a horrible retch. When I looked up, fully expecting Maverick to be laughing at my pathetic effort, he pulled me in for a kiss, apparently not at all bothered that I’d just had his cock in my mouth.
“Little mate, you’re doing so well.”
