Page 224 of A Soul to Steal

“I see,” he rasped out, turning to Gideon. His gaze drifted down when Aleron thought he noted stiffness within his trousers. He curled a claw over the top of it. “Oh. You are hard.”

His little human’s brows drew together in apparent puzzlement. “You’re not?”

His sight shifted to a reddish pink, a little embarrassed that he hadn’t managed to put together on his own what had happened. Should he be aroused? He felt a little behind now, more than usual.

It hadn’t escaped Aleron’s notice that his kindred seemed to be quicker witted than him. Which had never been possible before, as they’d always shared everything they’d ever eaten – gaining humanity and intelligence at the same time.

He chose to ignore it.

His bride was hard, sitting on him, andthatmade his cock jerk behind his seam despite his insecurities.

“Can I see?” Aleron asked with enthusiasm, drawing the back of his claw down the length of it.

“We don’t have to,” Gideon offered for some reason, despite his body’s readiness.

His bride wanted his touch, and Aleron didn’t think there would ever be a time where he wouldn’t want to give it. He also liked that Gideon was aroused for him, even without Aleron trying to bring that forth.

It made it all the more worthwhile.

Sheathing his claws, he fumbled with the little ties of his trousers.

Gideon took over when his thick fingers were too cumbersome with such tiny strings. Then Aleron wiggled a fingertip into theband of his undershorts and flipped them down to reveal this male’s jutting cock.

Licking at his fangs in interest until his tongue tip slipped over the top of his snout, he traced the pads of all his fingers up the length of Gideon’s erection until they glided over the head. Gideon let out a quiet rasp for Aleron, and pinkness finally spread over his cheek bones.

He is very hard.Yet Aleron was only just stirring.

He thought for long moments, trying to make his mind up about something.He did say he wanted to try.And he wanted to see how this human would react.

With purple rising in his sight, he released Gideon’s shaft so he could put his arm around the eager male’s shoulders. Aleron brought his clothed chest down until it pressed against his abdomen, forcing Gideon to lie down, then grabbed his little human’s arse to knead it tightly.

So squishy.Aleron forgot what he was doing as he played with it.

“Aleron?” Gideon asked, his brows crinkled with confusion, snapping him out of his distraction.

With his palm, Aleron pushed Gideon’s arse down, forcing the male’s body to slip down his own. The head of his cock prodded and glided between Aleron’s hips.

“Shit, w-wait,” Gideon choked out.

Aleron had done exactly what he’d been seeking. He shoved Gideon’s hips against him harder as Aleron lifted so the tip of his bride’s cock could prod deeper. They both shuddered wildly as a confusing growl rumbled past his closed fangs. Shaking tension stiffened his muscles, just as Gideon’s head tilted back and he let out a wonderful, lost little groan.

“Oh,fuck,” he hissed out, his eyes rolling back slightly. Gideon ground his hips, helping to bury his cock all the way inside Aleron’s seam. “It’s so hot inside you.”

Dark purple blasted into his sight, and he let out a whimper of sudden need. “Hurry, Gideon.”

With how deeply pleasure pierced his groin, his own arousal would harden Aleron swiftly. Just having his bride buried like this within his seam was already too powerful. He could feel it bulging his flesh.

Palming Gideon’s arse to push him out, Aleron dug his fingers upwards to shunt him back inside, trying to stir the male into action. Tightness was forming, but thankfully his little human started to move.

With his hands pressed against the wide span of Aleron’s chest, Gideon lifted up onto straightened arms. Then he thrust his hips against Aleron’s, starting slow, then gaining speed with each one.

It felt odd – wonderful, but odd. Gideon stroked against the top, the side, and even underneath Aleron’s cock. Since his tentacles were moving, trying to swirl around his growing erection, sometimes Gideon slotted between them.

Gideon lifted his shirt so he could see what he was doing, could watch himself be buried within Aleron like this, and even he thought it was perverse. Gideon soon let the garment go, only so he could pump harder.

Aleron tried to help, staying still beneath him while his hands on his round cheeks drew Gideon in and out. He felt each glide of being penetrated, the back-and-forth motion, and his claws bit deeper and deeper as he shuddered and groaned.

But it was his bride’s face, tightly crinkled as he let out a groan through gritted teeth, that ignited Aleron like a wildfire. His expression as he fucked Aleron, a little hazy, but more focused, more determined, and more aggressive than when Aleron took Gideon, appeared fierce and hungry.

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