Page 168 of A Soul to Steal

Seed clung between the tip of his dick and his abdomen as Gideon subtly rocked his hips.

You acted all cute and shy...Gideon’s lips parted as he tried to breathe through the twisted pleasure shuddering his lungs. His eyes crinkled with deepening arousal, his head hot and growing dizzier by the second.But just look at what you’re doing to me.

Gideon let out a few soft groans, trying his hardest not to come from simply this. Thankfully the sun was beginning to go down, otherwise he thought it would painfully pierce his dilated pupils.

Huffs fluttered out of Gideon as he watched from behind his forearm, while his other hand remained shaking as he steadied himself on the end of Aleron’s snout.Holy hell. Why does that feel so damn good?A meek groan fell from him when that flexible muscle continuously flicked against his prostate, making his cock jerk and jump each time.

By the time Aleron finally pulled away, Gideon was a puddle of need. His balls felt fuller than before, his cock so hard it hurt, like he’d turned to stone, and the aching need to come pesteredhim. Gideon considered pushing Aleron’s snout back down so he could keep going.

The only reason Gideon hadn’t started stroking himself was because this was the first time he was experiencing all this with Aleron.

His past self didn’t matter. What he could barely remember wasn’t important. Right now, for him, it was their first intimate moment, and he wasn’t going to rob either one of them of it just so he could get off as fast as possible.

Oversensitive now, when Aleron licked over his balls, he hissed out a sharp breath. But it was the Duskwalkersniffinghim and hunting a scent that almost had Gideon shutting his legs. Even if he wanted to, Aleron placed himself in the way and dabbed his tongue against his... stomach?

He looked down to find Aleron was licking up the little puddle of pearly white precum from his abdomen.

For some stupid reason, he found that more perverted than what Aleron had just been doing to him. It felt more primal, more beastly, and just reminded Gideon he had a monstrous Duskwalker between his thighs.

He also got to witness the way Aleron’s wings snapped back in reaction, and how his purple orbs darkened in their hue. Aleron released a harrowing groan, and his entire body shook like he was trying to shake out a shiver racing down his feathered spine.

Then Gideon’s cock was gone from view.

Parting his fangs and shoving down, Aleron’s tongue swirled completely around the length of Gideon’s shaft. The strange sensation of being wrapped up in a firm, flexible limb, one that moved up and down while moving his foreskin, twirling as it did, had Gideon seeing night in the daytime.

Aleron’s tongue somehow managed to squeeze him, flicking over the rim of his head. It wonderfully abraded the tip and even slipped over his frenulum.

“Aleron,” Gideon groaned out, unable to mistake the feeling for anything or anyone else. No human could do this, touch him like this, and he fisted both the Duskwalker’s horns to root himself through it.

Gideon used them to thrust, his hips desperate to move as if that would help him achieve orgasm. Rather, Aleron’s claws sliding down his trembling inner thigh, teasing him even further, shoved him much closer. He squished his skull with his thighs when they shut, only to open them, and then close them as he began to mindlessly thrust.

He was already so close, and Gideon chased his orgasm.

Seeming to sense he needed more friction, Aleron coiled his tongue faster. Drool spread over Gideon, making the glide slippery. His stomach dipped, and his nose wrinkled on one side as he gritted his teeth through a pitiful moan.

“I’m about to come,” he rasped, fisting Aleron’s horns tighter until Gideon worried he’d crush them in his firm grip.

Aleron went faster still until Gideon could barely make sense of the movement, only that it felt fuckingsublime. His hips jerked and twitched, and his back bowed and tensed repeatedly. His eyes crinkled as he looked down, his lips parting on a strangled groan.

His balls drew up tight.Fuck, I’m coming.They pulsated, as did his cock, and his eyes became dazed. Goosebumps danced across his flesh as they burrowed down to make his muscles twitch.

Aleron’s skull grew blurry, but he knew with absolute certainty... he was releasing ropes of semen up his purple tongue.

He was coming inside a Duskwalker’s dangerous maw, and with the way it burst from him, Gideon knew it was the hardest he’d ever released. He was likely hitting the roof of Aleron’smouth, or the back of his throat, and yet Gideon could do nothing else but ride the waves of his bliss.

His shaft jerked with each spurt, and his lungs seized in time with the pulses. On and on, white-hot pleasure burst within his mind, and his groin, nibbling away at him.

When it finally ceased, Aleron was slow to release him. His tongue smacked inside his mouth as he tasted him and then slipped across his fangs.

His frenetic growl afterwards should have sent fear through Gideon. He should have taken it for the warning it was. Instead, it tingled every nerve and cell of his body until he just shivered in response.

With his heart racing, his oxygen-starved lungs rapidly heaving for breath, and his satisfied muscles lax, Gideon didn’t move an inch when Aleron crawled up his body. His tongue seemed to go everywhere. It roamed like it wanted to taste every inch of Gideon’s skin: the vee line of his hips, between his abdomen muscles, up his sternum, and over a nipple.

He figured the Duskwalker would have another raging erection jutting from between his hips. If Aleron wanted to use Gideon’s torso as a masturbation tool right now, he was too sated to mind. So long as this ended with them both much emptier, he’d be content.

Aleron slipped his hand underneath Gideon’s head to cage it in a set of claws, and buried the end of his snout into the crook of his neck.

“Gideon,” Aleron rasped, and Gideon heard the desperation in it, the need and craving he’d been denying.

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