Page 207 of A Soul to Steal

A wincing moan burst from Gideon just as the sweet scent of blood perfumed the air.

Pulling back, his gut knotted and white filled his sight at his claws embedded into Gideon’s thigh. “I am sorry,” he whined, realising his excitement had caused him to hurt his precious male. “I did not m–”

“Come here,” Gideon demanded, and the pure possessiveness of it rendered him quiet. Then the little human yanked Aleron’s head forward and gave a heavy, hard lick across his fangs. “You can claw me all over, destroy me, bite me – I don’t care. Just don’t stop.”

The intensity of the thrill that tore down his back vibrated his tail feathers until they were fully splayed. His hand slipped higher to grab Gideon’s arse and push the male’s hips against his torso more, as Aleron dived back in to fill his mouth. Deep purple took over his sight as desire clung to every fibre of his being.

Desire Aleron no longer felt the need tohide.

“I want you so badly, little spring,” Aleron groaned.

He wanted to connect with his bride until they were one, while his heart felt so content and light after so long. He wanted to shower Gideon in all the affection he’d been restraining and hoped to be given back.

His body felt starved of love and attention, and he longed for Gideon to cradle him the way he desired. To cling to Aleron,want and need him, be desperate and craving to make up for all the time they’d lost.

His kindred was so close he could scent him in the air, but his bride’s taste on his tongue felt far too important right then to matter. Right now, the balance of his love for them tipped towards Gideon, his whole being wanting to remain here with him if it meant they could become one. Meshing their bodies until he and Gideon were two inseparable beings was all he could focus on.

Gideon’s narrowed but heated gaze returned Aleron’s yearning, and it ignited his blood. His green eyes were sharp and focused on Aleron’s skull, while his nails dug into his shoulders like Gideon, too, wished to seep beneath his skin.

The hardness pressed against Aleron’s torso sparked delight. Even more so when Gideon rocked it against his abdomen, showing his need, and accepting Aleron’s at the same time.

The throbbing in his own cock had already taken over his mind, and his tentacles’ poor attempt at holding him back lost their pathetic fight. He extruded, his erection jutting from his hips just below Gideon’s backside.

Aleron moved his hand up slightly to hook his claws into the back of his trousers and undershorts. Gideon gasped as he tossed his head to the side.

“Don’t rip them!” he yelled, darting a hand between them. “I refuse to do another bare-arsed walk through another town.”

Gideon undid the ties of his trousers, and Aleron separated them long enough to yank his pants down once they were loose, while the little male grabbed a boot to get it off before removing the other. Awkward to do in the air, Aleron refusing to put this human down, but they managed to remove a single leg from his pants.

Aleron caressed the other leg, removing the dangling clothing completely, so it didn’t get in his way. It was just an excuse totouch him and let the hairs on his body tickle his palm. Then he gripped Gideon by the backs of his muscular thighs, making sure to have a secure hold on him.

Lowering the male meant Aleron couldn’t push his tongue back within the delicious well of his mouth, but grinding his cock between the cleft of Gideon’s arse cheeks made up for it. He let out a strained huff, finding even Gideon’s sac rubbing over him felt wonderful.

A small amount of heat deflated out of him. “I need to prepare you,” Aleron grated out, thrusting against him.

Fogged pants fell from Gideon’s mouth as he looked down, and his features seemed to flush even more at what he saw. “No, I don’t care. I’m cold, and I think you have the perfect thing to warm me.”

Damnit,as Gideon would often say...I did not think about how the snow would affect him unclothed.

Aleron found he also selfishly... didn’t care right then. Aleron wanted inside him, so, fuck the cold and snow.

He did mind if he hurt his precious bride, though. “But–”

With a cute little human snarl, Gideon let go of one of his shoulders. Then he reached between them and grabbed his purple cock right behind the thick head. Gideon shoved it against his tight hole.

The moment their bodies met and just the tip sank inside, nothing could have prevented Aleron from slowly pushing deeper with a gut-clenching shudder. Gideon widened his thighs at the snugness that greeted them both, while Aleron’s skull tilted back as he involuntarily swelled in delight.

“Nhnn. It’s so big,” Gideon moaned, his ass clenching and rapidly softening the further he pushed.

Gideon was still soft from the last time Aleron had been inside him, but he’d shrunk enough that Aleron feared hurting him. Orpheus had told him he could heal, and all that was requiredwas the determination to take the person’s wounds for them – a sacrifice.

Aleron tried to heal him after the head popped through, pausing to focus. Because, with how swollen and overfilled his heart currently felt, once he was seated deep, Aleron knew he wouldn’t remember to do it. Gideon already felt amazing, and it was dizzying, causing his thoughts to haze and his sight to darken rapidly.

Pride fluffed his feathers when a pinch wrapped around the base of his spine where it attached to his tail. The sting mattered little in comparison to the profound throbbing in his cock. Gideon did, however, soften completely, from hand grip to hole, and even let out a deep sigh.

Aleron was surprised it was so easy.

“Did you just heal–Ohhh.”

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