Page 210 of A Soul to Steal

His forest scent had quickly filled the small space. It lulled Aleron so completely he began to greedily pant it in, rapidly licking at his drooling fangs. He was choking on it. Yet the strangulation was the sweetest thing he’d ever experienced, especially with the saltiness from the release of his pleasure now clinging between them.

Despite the joy that swelled in his chest, his claws sunk into his bride’s flesh in fear. The delicious coppery scent mingling with the rest of him just made him dizzier, his mind heavy.

Had Aleron been able to take Gideon in like this while he wasn’t his bride and hadn’t removed his hunger... Aleron doubted he would have been able to contain himself. The space was too small, too tight. Despite the lack of bloodlust, his gut clenched.

Cock thrumming, it called for Aleron to satisfy that old urge by manically thrusting into this male. To consume him with pleasure, rather than with fangs.

“Mmm, sowarm,” Gideon hummed softly with his chin planted against the fur over Aleron’s pectoral muscle.

Suddenly his bride didn’t feel close enough.

Aleron loosened his wings just enough so he could create a pocket for his arm. Grabbing the back of Gideon’s shirt and jacket, Aleron lifted them until they slipped over his head. He sightlessly tossed the clothes out of their embrace, not giving a damn where they landed or if they were ever found again.

Being cuddled by Aleron’s wings once more, Gideon shivered in the wake of his feathers gliding over the skin of his bare back, his shoulders, and even his forearms. His hairs caught on the fibres of them, and Aleron wondered if it were possible for them to entangle permanently.

“They are so soft and warm,” Gideon whispered, twitching as they tickled him all over. “I can feel your heartbeat all around me. They feel lovely, darling.”

The acceptance of them, spoken so tenderly, gnawed away at the last of Aleron’s anxieties. Gideon even welcomed his claws, and the way they cut through flesh.

“Come here,” Gideon purred.

Nudging at the side of Aleron’s skull with his nose, Gideon grabbed a horn to gently pull it back. The purple in his sight wastoo strong to let the pink that flickered linger long, but it flashed at Gideon when he pressed his lips against Aleron’s fangs.

A small amount of seed transferred during the tender contact. Aleron licked at his fangs before swiping across Gideon’s soft lips and spikey chin to steal the rest. Aleron shivered in delight, his cock swelling deep within the damp warmth of him.

I have never felt so close to another.

He’d never been deep inside someone while they were inside him. He’d not only sheltered Gideon with his wings, but his very heart.

Aleron felt so painfully vulnerable in that moment. Yet Gideon’s lips and tongue greeting his in return left security and safety in their wake. His warm little hands gliding over the back of Aleron’s neck, his shoulders, and down his chest left him raw in the most wonderous way.

Then the male tilted his hips wantonly back and forth, moving Aleron inside him, and his fucking brain split in two. His cock was hardening against Aleron’s torso, and the crawl of it thickening and lengthening tingled his mind and stroked his body. His tentacles began to wriggle to clutch it, wanting to hold it in their clasps.

“Are you going to finish fucking your bride or not?” The devious beast nipped at Aleron’s chest as his hands glided across his sides to touch at his back. His fingers dug into his feathers, dangerously close to brushing the base of his wings. “You can kneel and worship me later, or I can do it with your cock in my mouth.”

A choked huff punched out of Aleron.

He’d known the male could be devilishly bold when he chose to be, but he didn’t know he could bethiserotic.

His hips started to rock, moving in tandem with Gideon’s grinds.He called himself my bride.He’d never done that before.

Kneading Gideon’s arse with one hand, and keeping a firm grip across his shoulders, Aleron groaned as he licked Gideon. Then the tantalising creature grabbed the base of both his wings and put his all into his movements.

Blood pulsated up them in reaction to being touched, and his hips lifted upwards until he knelt higher.

Before Aleron knew it, he was ramming up into Gideon with quick, hard slams. The speed of his jarring movements, combined with a lack of balance from his wings weighing his back down, caused him to start falling.

Instead of landing on his fragile human, Aleron managed to land on his side, using his elbow to create a pocket between him and the ground for Gideon’s leg to fit through.

Aleron’s body pulled taut.

With everywhere sensitive being kneaded – his back, his cock, his conscience – he fucked his bride with all his might.

He smelt blood from his claws, but he was too lost to heal Gideon, too broken to think about anything but the way he felt in his embrace.

“Gideon,” Aleron called, again and again, wanting to say his name as bliss stroked him all over. Shivers danced down all six of his limbs, and his hands and talons clenched along with them.

He was so soft, so warm, yet his massaging tight ring was robbing him of breath.

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