Page 140 of A Soul to Embrace

She was gentle this time, and wisely used his horn to dip his head back so they could meet each other’s gaze. His nose wrinkled in a silent groan at her purple orbs, only for it to grow loud when she licked across his closed lips.

She pushed her backside down against the length of his cock. “Please don’t stop.”

Where did she get all this fucking confidence from? If she’d just acted like a trembling, uncertain maiden, he would have easily won against her. He didn’t need her to be ardent and libidinous – not if he wanted to stay sane.

“Because you can’t take it back,” he answered, before he slipped his tongue against hers when she went to lick him again. “And I can’t promise you anything.”

Because right now, he had no fucking idea what he was doing. Not even when he pulled the back of her dress down, the thick straps sliding down her biceps and revealing her breasts, did he know why he couldn’t seem to stop.

When he lifted her so he could softly bite the side of her perky breast, she moaned at his fangs, and he liked it. He slipped her firm nipple into his mouth and sucked hard until her needy gasp tingled his ears. Each time she reacted exactly how he wanted, all trembly and raspy, he found himself sinking deeper into this.

She’s so sensitive. So easy to tease.

He pulled her dress down until she freed her arms from it. Then he reached down to grip her arse in a tight, kneading hold, while making sure her tail sat between his fingers so he could touch it. He kept her up, taking most of her weight so he could generously lavish her nipple with his tongue without her escaping.

His other hand unbuttoned his cloak so it would fall off, and he only removed his mouth from her long enough to remove his satchel.

A strangled rasp tore from him when her claws tickled his lower back as she grabbed the bottom of his tunic and yanked it up. Tension shot through him as he read her want and intentions; they were anchoring his own. He lifted them both off the ground so he could throw her back against the bedding. She took his tunic with her, and he parted from her long enough to help remove it before bringing his mouth down to her right breast so he could suck it hard.

“Jabez,” she moaned when he shoved his hand under her skirt and cupped her pussy, his middle and ring fingers grazing down the sides of her clit.

She’s so wet,he thought with a groan.

Her arms trembled with need as she crossed them over his bare back, her soft palms brushing his heated skin. The tips of her claws tickled him wherever her hands roamed, only ramping up his desire into a feverish degree.

Bringing as much of her breast inside his mouth as he could, he bit the mound of it while his tongue swirled her nipple. At the same time, he petted her clit in circles, and her spine arched in reaction to both as she let out a sharp cry.

Then he shoved both his trimmed and prepared fingers deep inside her. Her thighs parted as she bucked in welcome to them, her pussy instantly clenching. Her little tendrils wrapped around his fingers as he thrust them, and he felt how wet she was inside, how needy and swollen she was for him.

His cock pulsated so strongly he knew precum had leaked from the tip.I want to fuck her.His body was literally begging for it at this point. She’d be so warm and welcoming, and he wondered how her tentacles would feel around him.

Just as he hooked his fingers to find her G-spot, she pushed off the ground to sit up. He let her tit go before he actually hurt her, and she almost head-butted him when she grabbed his wrist to stop him.

“Wait,” she pleaded. “I don’t want this.”

What the fuck?She was the one who had driven them here, despite his constant hesitancy.

Before he could pull away, heeding to her confusing rejection amicably, she removed her hand from his wrist and grasped the head of his cock. Considering he’d probably been tenting his damn trousers since the first moment he touched her tail, he wasn’t surprised she found it so easily.

His nose scrunched and a deep pant fell from him when she gave it a tentative squeeze.

“I want this,” she said, as she lifted her snout to his neck and licked it.

Goosebumps rose on his flushed skin where her tongue had touched, and she left behind a sweet trail of saliva which she breathed over.

“I need to prepare you,” he said, thrusting his fingers once more, splitting them to stretch her and get her ready. “This is your first...” His words trailed off.

Shit, it was her first time having sex, and she’d chosenhim, of all fucking people.

That shouldn’t have excited him as much as it did. His entire body throbbed with lust at the idea, but it also left him with a deep sense of doubt.

With a distressed huff, Jabez slipped his fingers from her. He placed both his hands on the bedding on either side of her waist.

“Are you sure about this, Zylah?” he asked quietly, because he needed to hear it. He neededherto hear herself say it and leave no doubt between them in this moment.

His lust-filled brain couldn’t think of anythingbuther, and consequences were sifting through his head like water moving through a damn sieve. The last taut string of his self-control was about to reach its peak tension, and it’d break and fray until he was done pounding into her.

His fingers gouged into the bedding below her.I want her so badly,he thought with an agonised wince.Say no.

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