Nope, he was gonna talk, and it's probably about mate stuff. I already had that covered, Uriel was going to tell me about that later, so I had to cherish the time we got together.
Gotta get the D. So I dropped my sucker.
“Oops, hang on.” I crawled off his lap and under the table.
I heard him groan and saw that he has leaned back into his chair. “It’s very important, and I need to tell you before I depart. It’s about—”
I bit my lip, taking my time crawling on the floor until I see the perfect opportunity to go under his long robe.
Maybe he was still going commando? He liked to keep his dick free, that’s for sure.
I lifted the robe. He said nothing, and I crawled underneath.
It wasn’t until I kissed up his leg when his thigh twitched and he let out a gasp. “My treasure, what are you doing?”
“Looking for my sucker?” I said innocently.
I continued up his leg, onto his inner thighs, nipping, sucking, leaving beautiful hickies on his thighs, taking my time until I reached the final destination. I grabbed his cock at the base and my gods, his girth is by far the biggest I’ve grasped.
Not that I have grabbed that many.
I was rather shy in my youth, and prom night wasn’t exactly magical for me.
It was quick and I don’t remember most of it. It was a wham, bam, thank you ma’am.
This was something to remember. And oh my gods, the thing had ridges on it.
I felt the waves of his shadows pull his robes up above his stomach. The material came above my head, exposing his cock and me staring at it.
And gods, it was big.
And he was a god, so it should be big.
“And did you find it?” he rasped.
“I certainly did,” I said, looking up into his hood. With the other hand on his thigh, I could feel the zing of heat at my fingertips. It traveled to my pulsing clit. My breasts felt heavy, and I knew all I wanted was one thing and that was to put this monster of a dick in my mouth.
Why was I horny all the time?
I took my tongue and licked him from base to tip, feeling those ridges on my tongue. It was weird and insanely different. All I could think about was it rubbing up against my pulsing clit later.
He threw his head back, his hood rustling. A deep, guttural moan escaped his lips, and it echoed into the empty dining hall. My heart raced as I felt the warmth between my thighs, a delicious ache that intensified with each passing moment.
Working at Fuzzy Bunnies had gotten rid of my shyness. It fueled my confidence in this seductive game. And now, driving him to the edge of madness became my sole purpose, a desire that pulsed through my every nerve.
I craved his touch; I craved him touching me and when he wore these robes, I didn’t get to touch him enough. It was such a damn tease, didn’t he get it?
And now that my hands were on him, I was going to take my damn fill of him.
I squeezed the base of his cock and slid the head into my mouth. My tongue licked his slit, and he hissed.
“Fuck, Juniper, how can a mortal take my soul?” He grabbed a fistful of my hair. “You are treading dangerous waters, my mate. You are putting me in a difficult position.”
Going against the pull of my hair, I pushed down deeper onto his cock until it hit the back of my throat. He let go, letting me suck and suction his shaft with my mouth.
I cupped his heavy balls, far bigger than any human ones. As I continued to bob my head up and down, his hand stayed firmly in place on my head. “My treasure, yes. Take all of me.”
His grip tightened in my hair, and he pushed me further down onto his cock. “Fuck yes, your mouth feels sensational.”
