My arousal flared. My balls ached as my orgasm clawed its way closer to the surface. I almost wanted Noro to stop touching me so I wouldn’t cum too fast, but at the same time, I felt like I’d rather die than lose his amazing hands on my body. I bucked my hips, demanding more, but he moved at his own pace.
He kissed me again, this time more slowly, and full of passion. His tongue slipped past mine as he claimed my mouth, somehow both possessive and gentle at the same time. Here I was, a wolf getting claimed by a gryphon. But Noro wasn’t just any gryphon. As we kissed, I realized with a burst of affection in my chest that Ilovedhim.
I reached out awkwardly so I could try and touch him back, but Noro carefully pushed down on my wrists so all I could do was lay there while he took care of me. I whined in response but eventually gave up. Noro pulled away from our kiss and grinned mischievously. He’d won, in the end.
“You’re very hard,” he remarked. His eyes travelled lower. “And wet.”
I blushed as I suddenly realized my hole was slick with fluid. I grumbled. “Hormones.”
Noro’s eyes didn’t leave my entrance. He licked his lips, and I wondered if he wanted to sink his cock into me.
“You can,” I said softly. “I don’t mind.”
Noro glanced back to my face and smiled. “No. Not right now.”
Part of me felt disappointed, but also I recognized Noro was the type of man to take things slow. Making out while giving me a handjob was probably enough for him tonight. But I felt restless and impatient. Still, I held back from demanding more if he didn’t want to give it to me yet. This was good, too.
More than good. It felt fucking incredible.
My cock began to throb with impending release. With every one of Noro’s touches, I drew closer to the edge. It built and built in me like a wave begging to crash into the shore. But I didn’t want to cum. I wanted this to last forever. I didn’t want to cum, pass out, and wake up as a prisoner again.
If only we were anywhere but here…
And then Noro removed his hand. He sat back on his legs with a sly look.
I almost screamed in frustration. “What are you doing?”
“Edging you.”
I blinked, then my jaw dropped. “You’re evil. Are all gryphons as cruel as you?”
He chuckled. “It’ll feel better when you finally do cum. Trust me.”
My eyes snapped to his cock, still hard. “What about you?” I demanded.
He let out a long, thin sigh and slunk beside me in bed. “In solidarity with you, I won’t finish either.”
“You’re going to bed with a raging boner?”
A smirk played on his lips. “I suppose I am.”
“This better be the best damn orgasm I ever have in my life, whenever I have it,” I grumbled.
“It will be,” Noro promised.
I raised a brow at him. “How do you know I won’t just jack off when you’re not around?”
“You can absolutely do that. I’m not stopping you.”
“You’re so weird,” I said, then let out a sound halfway between a groan and a sigh. “Fine. Let’s do this edging-solidarity thing together.”
I slumped down with a huff beside Noro. The patience of gryphons was truly something else. I didn’t know if any wolf shifter I knew could manage this edging business. We were a here-and-now kind of pleasure seeker. But I guessed gryphons, with their long lives and enduring personalities, must have some kind of secret sex knowledge.
Noro came closer so that our foreheads touched and slowly ran his hands down my arms in a soothing gesture. I exhaled, already feeling the tight pressure of imminent orgasm fading.
“You’re not mad, are you?” Noro teased.
“No way. I’m willing to try this for you.”
