I humor him, closing my eyes as he walks up to me. He grabs my hands, making me hold them palm-up in front of me, and then places something on them. It’s definitely not a rock, though. I open my eyes and find a box filled with a variety pack of Pop Rocks. A happy gasp spills from my lips. “OhmygawdIloveyousomuch,” I half babble on a girl-squeal as I tear into it.
“I haven’t had Pop Rocks for months. Not since the prison!” I say as I rip open the first packet and dump the entire contents in my mouth.
“I know,” Rook tells me, still wearing his self-satisfied smile. But he earned that look this time. “You’ve even been talking about them in your sleep.”
“Can you blame me? They’re awesome,” I say, mouth full as the candy goes off like mini-explosions so loud it almost drowns out my voice. So. Good.
I moan a little from the watermelon flavor and notice Rook’s dick jump between his legs. An idea sparks in my mind, and I lift my eyes back up to his.
Whatever expression is on my face makes him instantly wary. “What?”
I shrug, trying to be all nonchalant, but he just looks more suspicious. “Sunrise, I know that look. What are you thinking?”
I crunch the last of the candies and swallow them down. “I’m thinking...that I want to reward you. For being such a nice mate and bringing me so many rocks—the candy kind and the boulder kind,” I say suggestively.
Heat immediately banks in his eyes. “Hmm. Reward me? How will you do that?”
I trace my finger down his sexy, chiseled chest. “Do you trust me?”
“Always.”
“Good.”
I lean forward and kiss him, tilting my head and plunging my tongue deep into his mouth, just the way he likes. My tail curls around his leg, my feathers stroking up his skin with soft, teasing movements.
“Mmm, you taste good,” he says huskily as he pulls away and starts grazing his mouth along my neck.
“You’re about to taste real good too,” I tell him. And then I drop to my knees.
His cock jerks upright like a student who just got caught slouching in class after the teacher called on him. I wrap my hand around it in a friendly greeting. “Mmm, I just love your cock...atrice,” I smirk before leaning forward and licking over the head.
Rook jolts where he stands. “Every time I see you on your knees for me, it blows my fucking mind,” he says, his hand brushing away some of my hair.
“I’m about to blow your mind even more,” I reply before reaching forward and snagging another packet.
“What?” he asks.
“You said you trusted me. I’ve been wanting to do this since the prison,” I admit, and then I rip open the packet and dump some candy in. As soon as it hits my slick tongue and starts popping, I open wide and sink my mouth over Rook.
Holding my wet tongue against his length, I lick and slurp and bob over him, letting him feel the rock candy popping all over his thick dick.
“Holy fuck rocks,” he says with a strangled grunt. “Shit. That’s weird.”
I start to pull off, thinking maybe he doesn’t like it, but he shoves my head back on him so fast I gag. “No. Don’t stop,” he pants. “Don’t fucking stop.”
Smiling around his dick, I suck him with enthusiasm, and when the popping fades, I pull off and put more candy onto my tongue and then do it again and again and again.
I suck and swirl and go as deep as I can, driving him totally out of his mind until he can’t take it anymore and starts fucking in and out of my throat. I love it. I love that I make him so out of his mind with need and lust that he loses control. He makes noises that I’ve never heard him make before, and those growls make me wet as fuck.
I get through green apple, a blue raspberry, and a cotton candy packet before he finally tenses.
“I’m going to come,” he says, and I hum my acknowledgement around him.
A few pumps later, he’s spilling into my mouth, his molten cum hitting the back of my throat. I swallow it down with the remnants of the candy, everything tasting sugary sweet.
I lick him up, cleaning him off, and then let him slip from my mouth. I look up at him with a sly smile. “Good?”