Page 166 of A Soul to Steal

A dangerous snarl tore from Aleron and then he pounced.

I will not let you escape so easily.

A surprised yell bellowed from Gideon when he was grabbed and flung forward, only for it to cut short with a gasp when his back hit the ground. He barely had time to register what happened before Aleron knelt around Gideon on his hands and knees, trapping him.

A soft, rumbling growl vibrated the air. It sounded dangerous, a menacing, lustful forewarning. Goosebumps trailed down his chest and through his scalp before a shiver tightened his flesh as a drool-coated tongue slipped across his jaw and over his ear.

Yet a stifled chuckle burned the bottom of his lungs.

There he is. I wondered if he’d snap out of it.And by that, he meant when this Duskwalker would finally lose his shit and do something!

Sure, Gideon hadn’t appreciated his jaw almost unhinging when Aleron tried to shove his face on his dick. He chose to think of it as evidence of his lust-addled mind being filled with passion.

It was better than the alternative: disinterest, or... restless cautiousness.

So, he pushed and pushed Aleron’s boundaries.

Stroking him clearly hadn’t been enough. Aleron had still been too calm, so Gideon wondered if he could unravel the Duskwalker with his mouth instead. Learning it was Aleron’s first experience with it... he’d amped up his playfulness. Gideon tried to be perverted and erotic with his words, caressing Aleron not only physically, but mentally.

Anything to see if he could break down the barrier between them. He’d needed to be daring. He knew this Duskwalker desired him, and if Aleron wasn’t going to act on it, then Gideon needed to be the one who did.

Gideon needed to show him that hewaswanted.

Which is why, when Aleron incessantly licked his neck, Gideon didn’t fight him. He also arched into his touch when Aleron ran his rough palm down Gideon’s chest, abrading his hardened, sensitive nipple in the process. His sharp claws made Gideon want to burst out of his skin with how gently they caressed him, but the snap of his body twisting had been from the excited thrill of them.

Gideon was a big boy. Perhaps not a smart one, but he chose to believe he could protect himself if need be; that he’d be able to control the situation should the need arise.

For now, he would let what happened, happen.

Aleron wouldn’t intentionally hurt him. Gideon would allow this Duskwalker to do whatever he wanted, to a point, if it meant he could finally see the real him.

He’d be open to Aleron, even if it was a little confusing and strange.

Gideon did squirm slightly when Aleron folded his tongue against his ear, leaving a trail of saliva his warm breath rolled over afterwards. His stomach rippled with tension when claw tips brushed down through the hair between his navel and pelvis. Gideon thrust into his massive hand when he gentlycupped his cock and then his sensitive balls, thankful the Duskwalker seemed to know not to squeeze too hard.

“You are hard for me,” Aleron grated with a rumbling growl. Gideon flinched when his purple tongue licked across the entire bottom of his face, and his short stubble scraping against it tingled his ears. “You like the taste of me?”

When Gideon parted his lips to respond, he let out a huff of surprise when Aleron took the opportunity to stuff his mouth.Nhn. His tongue is huge.Long and tapered, it licked from one cheek to the other.

Oddly enough, his saliva was sweet, like the lubricant that had been covering his cock. He didn’t mind drinking it down, especially since Aleron was being considerate enough not to care that the remnants of his seed still lingered.

The probing, flexible muscle pulled away and left his lips tingling afterwards until Gideon was forced to run his tongue along the seam of his mouth to ease the sensation.

Aleron licked at Gideon’s neck while deeply burying his nose hole against his jugular. Gideon’s breath deepened, and Aleron seemed to come closer until his furry spread thighs brushed the sides of Gideon’s closed ones.

“Why do you have to smell so good?” Aleron said on a low whine. “Do you know how hard it has been not to drink from your skin?”

“I didn’t know I smelled nice.” To be honest, Gideon thought he’d smelt like forest, dirt, and sweat up until his bath. Still, he entertained it, letting the Duskwalker be his beastly self. “What do I smell like?”

“I am not completely sure,” Aleron whispered, tasting his neck, his collarbone, and then chest. “You smell like patchouli, and purple stem flowers. I have seen them, touched them, smelt them, but I do not know their name.”

Aleron carefully nibbled Gideon’s flesh with his front fangs before striking his tongue across the nipple he hadn’t abraded earlier. Gideon flinched and lifted his chest slightly in welcome.

That sounds like maybe... lavender?Then again, the world was big, and he didn’t know all the plants.

Before he could linger on it, a gasp shot out of him when his underwear wastornfrom him! He didn’t even realise Aleron hadripped his claws into them.

Gideon had no urge to cover himself, even when the Duskwalker made a trail down his body. Although precious blood, and therefore sense, was exiting his brain to pump heavily into his cock, he was remarkably calm.

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