Page 90 of A Soul to Steal

Aleron reached towards him.

“Wait,” Gideon grated out.

He ignored him. Instead, he held Gideon’s waist, then drifted one palm to his back, while the other ghosted up the front of his torso. Aleron caressed his chest, hoping the roughness of hishand against his pale-pink nipples and his claws tickling up the indents of his spine felt nice.

Gideon’s ass clenched around him as he let out a rasp. At the same time, his twisting strokes grew longer as he became erect again.

And the longer Aleron touched, worshipping this male with his palms, his tongue slipping over his snout in interest, the more Gideon moved. His human cock bobbed up and down, while his nails dug into Aleron’s furry abdomen, and he panted at the view before him. It was subtle at first, Gideon’s body waving back and forth, then his feet slipped to the ground so he could balance with his toes. Eventually, he began to properly move, slipping up half Aleron’s cock before pressing back down.

“Fuck,” Gideon cursed, letting out his first groan since mounting him. “I don’t think I’ve ever had anything this deep inside me before.”

Aleron didn’t know how to respond, especially when he had to take his hands from the human or he’d fuckingmaimGideon the quicker he moved. Right now, Aleron felt like a mess, unsure of what to do, how to move, and the overload of sensations was frying his mind. He wanted to thrust, so, so badly, his hips twitching constantly with the frenzied need.

He wanted to shove Gideon down on him.

His tongue itched to lean forward and lick. His tentacles tried to latch on to flesh, but he wasn’t deep enough for them to do so properly. His cock kept swelling, throbbing with a profound ache.

Aleron remembered what that peak of arousal felt like. How his entire body stiffened, went rigid as bliss struck him like lightning hitting a tree – hot, sudden, and violent. He wanted to feel that again.

His talon-tipped toes clenched, and his stomach hollowed out.

Aleron didn’t realise he’d stopped breathing, or making any sounds, until a strangled, haunted groan quaked past his fangs. His wings flapped, knocking against the hard ground as every inhuman part of him – fur, feathers, his entire damn essence – radiated in bliss.

“Gideon,”Aleron called, wishing his thoughts would piece together so he could truly explain what he wanted to.

“Does it feel good, Aleron?” he asked so quietly, so coyly, around strange breaths, his pretty piercing green eyes fixated on his skull.

But it was Aleron’s name... said in a tone that spoke of the male’s pleasure, which tore at his control and resolve.

With parted fangs echoing a mild roar, his hands darted forward. Gripping him tightly, just as unfathomable pleasure clawed at his groin, his hips shoved up as he pushed Gideon down. Even before Gideon had managed to fully mount him, his shaft had started pulsating, cominghard.

When the two rings popped through, the human gave a deep squawk. Gideon attempted to escape, but he pushed him back down with his clasping hands and tentacles.

“Nnghn,”Aleron grunted and flinched. Every time Gideon tried to flee up his cock, every part of Aleron kept him down, and the subtle movement broke him a little more.

Then Gideon gasped and tentatively swivelled his hips with some kind of realisation. He started to move on Aleron, although barely, as his tentacles trapped him, locked him down, but it was enough to send Aleron into a lather.

His chest caved in as he twitched, his mind and body just trying to survive through this.

Gideon gave him a groan, mirroring the sounds that shuddered out of him.

“Holy shit,” Gideon moaned, bouncing on him harder, faster, as his hands slapped against Aleron’s torso to steady himself. “Holyshit. That feels so damn good.”

As Aleron settled back down, his cock ceasing its unbearable pulses, his blackened sight reopened to purple.

He took in Gideon’s features. His eyes were closed, the bridge of his nose wrinkled, his lips parted on constant erotic noises. Fisting his own cock, his hips rolled back and forth as though he was thrusting into it, and his head dipped forward.

“Fuck,” Gideon muttered under his breath, his hair falling across his brow. “Don’t go down, don’t go soft.”

Any potential of Aleron’s dick losing its enthusiastic, excited girth was immediately made impossible by the sight before him. The sounds Gideon made, and how his body kept sucking on Aleron’s shaft as it twitched and spasmed, had him rumbling in quickly rekindled need.

Drool seeped between his back fangs, drowning him, but he didn’t mind. Not when Aleron focused on his hand placement, finding it still on Gideon’s hips. Aleron gave a singular thrust up as a test, a short but deep one, and his little human moaned in answer.

So Aleron finally gave in to the ache in his hips and rocked up and down, greeting Gideon with thrusts. Now that he’d come, everything felt wetter from his lubricant, although nothing else had come from him. A light squelch mixed in with the fwap of their bodies beginning to greet as they both moved hard, grinding, but never going past the two rings.

Gideon seemed content to stay around them, and Aleron was delighted he’d been swallowed whole.

He didn’t even care when Gideon gripped and yanked on his fur so hard that he threatened to rip the fibres from his flesh. Not when his hips picked up speed and his half-hidden expression looked... lost, and as crazed as Aleron had been justmoments before. His whole face was flushed, his tanned chest and shoulders too.

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