Chapter 24 Raven
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.
Or vanilla, 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.”
Tears streaked down my cheeks. I was a complete and utter failure. I bet the shifter bitches could deep-throat cocks without batting an eyelash.
“A gag reflex is perfectly normal, little mate. The more you try this…the easier it will be.”
I sniffed. “So practice makes perfect?”
He chuckled. “Yes, it does. But you’re already perfect, so I’m happy. Now let me return the favor.”
Before I could protest that I wasn’t done with our lesson and needed a lot more practice, he’d pulled the plug to let the water out and slid down while lifting me like I weighed no more than a feather. When he lowered me back down onto his face, I squeaked in alarm.
“Stop! I’ll suffocate you!”
I didn’t hear his reply, but I felt his tongue and mouth on my pussy. Two strong hands gripped my hips as he licked and sucked me. All I could do was grip the side of the tub and hold on for the ride of my life.
His tongue plunged inside me before he moved back up to focus on my tender, swollen nub. My breasts ached in the cooling air. A sudden desire for someone to lick and suck them popped into my head.
Maybe having more than one mate was more helpful than I realized?
Maverick doubled down on his efforts to make me come, probably goaded into action after reading my filthy thoughts. He sucked my clit, and I cried out his name as a powerful orgasm barreled over me.
“Good girl.” The words were in my head rather than out loud, and I jumped as my bear’s emotions flooded my mind. My perfect little mate.
“Good little pet.” Zane’s voice echoed in my head, and I gasped. Stars, had I been so loud that everyone had just heard me come? And also, how could Zane be in my head, talking to me too?
“Yes, you were that loud, and yes, we will practice later.”
Maverick sat up and pulled me back down. His face gleamed with my release, and I blushed. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make so much noise!”
He smirked. “Never apologize for letting those assholes know I pleased you, little mate.” He sank inside me with one push, and I yelped at the stretch but the burn faded as he moved. Slow at first, then faster until my head spun.
“I love you, little mate,” he whispered against my lips before kissing me so hard I saw stars.
“I love you too,” I gasped before a second orgasm crested and I flew high, lost in pleasure, no longer caring whether the others heard me come. They could deal. And if it pissed off the mage, then good. He deserved to feel frustrated for being mean to me.