Page 187 of A Soul to Steal

Aleron pushed, as if he wanted to work it inside him as well.

Gideon tensed up and darted his hand down to grab Aleron’s shaft. His tentacles had started gliding over Gideon’s hips, proving how deeply he was taking the Duskwalker.

“N-no more,” he pleaded through huffs. “You’re so deep. I can’t take any more.”

By the two braided rings he fingered, he knew he’d taken him three-quarters of the way. Most humans couldn’t reach this depth, and Gideon’s insides already felt like a mess just by taking this. He was full, stuffed, and already struggling. He wanted this to feel good, but it was starting to hurt his gut.

Aleron took Gideon’s hand from where it was wrapped around his cock and pinned it against the ground near his head. Then Aleron curled his strong, furry arm underneath him, hugging Gideon to his chest while his palm stroked down his bare stomach.

Aleron’s fangs were parted when he buried his snout at the corner of his jaw, and let out pants that wrapped around Gideon’s throat. They were wet and hot, and smelt like hazelnuts and cedarwood – so soothing and pleasant.

“But you have not taken your favourite part of me yet, little spring,” Aleron purred against him.

With a small amount of slow force, Aleron shoved both those rings inside him, and Gideon tensed around them. His knees tried to buckle inwards as his back bowed. He let out a grunted yell as his eyes clenched when they popped through.

“Aleron,” he whined.

“Good, little human. You feel so good around me already.” Aleron nibbled at his neck as he stroked up Gideon’s stomach sohe could cup his chest. “You are so close to taking all of me, but I will wait until you see.”

Gideon didn’t know if Aleron did it on purpose or not, but his nipple slipped between two of the Duskwalker’s fingers and they pinched it. Aleron gave him time at this depth, and just seemed content to tease Gideon with his fangs and tongue while his hand petted.

At least the mixture of cum and lubricant made everything feel nice. And having hard heat penetrating all the way inside him like this softened his muscles from within.

Aleron pulled back, only to push forward to the same spot. The movement was subtle, not too far that the rings popped back out of him, but not going any deeper. Gideon was thankful for that; he still didn’t know how he felt about this depth.

Aleron moved again before starting a slow rhythm. This time, a tiny moan slipped out of Gideon as pleasure sparked, one he hadn’t expected.

Then Aleron spread his knees slightly, pressed down a touch more, and Gideon’s eyes shot open wide. The spark morphed into a jolt that spasmed through his balls and up his semi-hard cock, which hardened more and more each time Aleron rolled back or forth.

After only a few thrusts, bliss radiated within his entire groin until his pelvic bones vibrated with it.

“See?” Aleron rasped when he clenched around his thick cock, licking over his cheek and coating it with wetness. “You like me right here.”

Gosh. Having a Duskwalker say that about him, seeming to know more about his body than Gideon did, twisted his thoughts. And yet, Gideon couldn’t respond, not when he was too busy moaning each time those firm, pliable rings pressed hard against his prostate. Back and forth, over and over again, shoving against it in a way that had him seeing stars.

Stars that blended with the ones that were beginning to twinkle through the darkening dusk. Everything got brighter, his pupils dilating while his vision blurred in euphoria.

Aleron’s arm was wedged into Gideon’s armpit and spanned across his chest, preventing him from gripping his own cock to stroke it, so Gideon reached up with his free hand to grip the fur on Aleron’s shoulder. The grass Gideon had been fisting had ripped, and he needed to grab ahold of something sturdy as his mind fizzled and crackled.

Gideon tilted his hips until he found a position that intensified it. White-hot pleasure struck him.

“Oh fuck,” he moaned out on parted lips, his features tensing up.

Why does that have to feel so damn good?It took away all uncomfortableness, all the pain, and only radiated pleasure that bordered on agony. Suddenly he needed more, needed faster, needed to be pumped into until he turned into a twitchy puddle.

He started grinding with Aleron, his body trying to take over, until Gideon just shoved back hard and mounted him the entire way in one swift motion. He choked out a sharp gasp as his lungs seized.

When he clamped up, Aleron let out a deep growl. Hips shoved harder, his strokes became longer and deeper. The moment Gideon relaxed around him, Aleron held him tight and thrust faster.

“Do you understand how much I have longed for this?” Aleron snarled, suddenly slamming into him. “You have made me wait so long.”

His balls drew up constantly as precum bubbled, each clench shooting pleasure throughout his body. His abdomen muscles twitched and tightened, his parted thighs quaking between Aleron’s. The Duskwalker’s low snorts and deep huffs tingled his senses as he shoved into Gideon. They grew louder, moreferocious, each time his hips nestled tightly against Gideon’s arse with a wet slap.

The sounds that came from Gideon were lewd and strangled, but he couldn’t stop making them. His eyes flickered, only to shut tightly when his body began to stiffen.

Still pinning Gideon’s hand to the ground, Aleron grew frantic. Harder and deeper, where no human could touch, yet Gideon rocked back for more, needing that depth so Aleron’s rings could play with him.

“Oh god,” Gideon choked out when his spine tingled, his cock aching to be touched. “Oh fuck, Aleron.” His stomach clenched, his balls drew up tightly, and his eyes rolled back hard. “Ohfuckoh–nngh.”

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