Page 54 of Griffin Food

“Taunting me,” I say gruffly. “Go on, lass. You know you want a taste.” My fingertips trace down her soft cheek, over her shoulder, and down her back until I can squeeze her ass. “We both know you won’t settle until you get a belly full.”

Her soft breath caresses my throat before she pushes me onto my back and rolls over me. She has liberated my cock from my pants in an instant, and a dreamy groan accompanies her wrapping her mouth around the head. She sucks dutifully.

The nest rocks as Rafe rolls to kneel behind her. “Gods, my legs are weak,” he mutters.

It is dark, and even my shifter eyes can barely make out more than shadows. Yet a faint scuffling reaches my ears, coming from beyond a viewing window, along with a foreign, spicy scent. The griffin bastards have a sixth sense where our rutting is concerned, even in the middle of the night. They are playing the long game. Maybe they’re trying to break us, wear us down until we no longer have the strength to fuck her even when her sweet lips seek us.

Good luck with that. If my heart is still beating in my chest, I shall want her.

She swirls her tongue around my cock head and then sucks me to the back of her throat.

I groan. No longer caring who is watching, too focused on the lass sucking me.

Rafe penetrates her, driving her forward and forcing my cock into her throat.

She hums around me. My fingers capture her hair, playing with the springy strands, as I let her have me as she will. I would deny this woman nothing, give her the moon were it possible.

I adore her wholly, as does my wolf.

The base of my cock grows extra sensitive. Almost like she senses it, her little fingers caress the location of my phantom knot. It belongs to a true shifter, and an alpha at that. Yet the tingling gets stronger, like I’m almost shifting there, a sweet tickling sensation.

Only I’m not an alpha, nor am I even a lowly beta shifter. I’m mute, and my wolf is locked inside.

He never minded. In the human lands where I spent most of my life, it was better that way. Less complicated.

He rumbles a purr, and it pops right out of my mouth. Not the first time I have purred since I mated Violet.

My mate.

Fuck. I fucking love the sound of that.

She seems obsessed with the place where my knot should be. Her groans grow louder, her head bobbing, warm, wet mouth swallowing me as she slurps and laps like my leaking pre-cum is a personal treat.

“How does her cunt feel?” I ask gruffly, trying to stave off my release, wanting to bask as long as possible on the cusp. I wish I had the energy to plow her. Then again, maybe not, because it is a toss-up as to which is better. There is no need for comparisons here. Being inside her anywhere is heaven.

“Fucking amazing,” he says gruffly. “Her soft cunt is sucking on my dick as I plow her.”

He never used to be one for dirty talk. That was me. Yet he is changing. Accepting who we are and our claim on the omega between us. I’m fucking here for it.

My balls tighten and the base of my spine tingles. I try to think about all those boulders I was lugging earlier, but it’s no use; my climax is bearing down upon me. The tingling at the base of my cock grows ever more intense. I brush her fingers aside and sink my own into the agonized flesh.

Something pops.

Ah, Gods! I’m losing my mind. Cum rushes and spurts out of my cock.

She goes wild, bucking, sucking me deeper down her throat as she surrenders to her pleasure.

The sticky slapping noises of Rafe’s rutting pick up in pace. He groans, cries out, and stills. I think about his cum in her cunt, pulsing, filling her all up, and another savage climax arrests me. The swollen flesh under my fingers pulses.

She hums.

“Such a greedy lass,” I say, a lazy smirk blooming.

My body is bathed in sweat, my heart thundering in my chest, my fingers still have the base of my cock in a death grip, almost like I’m afraid to peel them off and see.

She laps the sensitive head of my dick, determined to get every drop of my seed.

Now I’m thinking about her taste. “I want to eat her out.” I don’t even care that Rafe has come inside her.