Page 94 of A Soul to Embrace

She tried to pull away from it, but then her breathhitchedwhen he ground between her thighs and pleasure instantly sparked. He let out a shaken, rumbling groan around his mouthful of her.

His hands shifted to the ground beside her, and she heard his claw-like nails ripping into the hardened earth. His next thrust had her melting beneath him from the way his body ground against hers, combined with his forceful bite. She wanted to think it was with fondness now, and that’s how she decided to take it.

Especially since she couldn’t see his face, yet he released another muffled groan against her.

A hand gripped her backside and lifted her just slightly, and he thrust his cock against her differently. Rather than the cloth-covered base rubbing her, she thought she may have felt the head shove against her swelling clit. Thankfully his pants weren’t particularly rough, and she was wet enough to ensure the glide was easy.

Her claws dug a little, but she instantly released them when she smelt a hint of blood and quickly healed him. But the scent of it, of him... hearing his little grunts and feeling his warm body lying over hers, had her mind growing foggy.

Zylah panted heavily, lost in the wave of strange new sensations suddenly bombarding her. The bite of his fangs felt incredible, and she grew dizzier as she tried to grind back against him.

She wanted more. There was a pulsing deep within, radiating across her lower abdomen. Heat swelled between her thighs as wetness dripped from her. The more swollen she felt, the faster her breaths became until they were shallow and sharp. His scent was choking her, but she licked at the drool inside her maw in reaction to it.

Another moan slipped from her constricted throat, and the purple in her sight deepened.

Please. Don’t stop.She angled her snout to caress the side of his head and pointed ear in appreciation.

Simmering just beneath his flesh, chaotic magic sparked all throughout Jabez’s body. His muscles flooded with strength, with an energy that continued to build and weave through his long-deadened system. His mind was melting in euphoria, while his blood boiled with restrained aggression that finally needed an outlet.

Like his entire system was exposed to everything, every sensation bombarded him at once.

The smell of water, dirt, and tree roots had sharpened his mind, only for Zylah’s jasmine-and-violet scent to overshadow them with dizzying sweetness. The coldness in the air gave way to the heat of her body, while her claws tickled down the sides of his back, only to elicit a sharp sting when they dug deeper. The sound of trickling water was replaced with high-pitched feminine hitches of breath, and quiet, needy whimpers – each one making his hardened cock pulse.

Even the taste of her blood was sweet, and the drips slipping down his throat flooded him with more strength, more aggression, more... stupidity. Suddenly he couldn’t get closer, nomatter how hard he shoved his erection against her, no matter how deep he sunk his fangs as he let loose a vicious, desirous growl.

He wanted more warmth, more touch, more scent and taste, his body and mind shifting into a singular focus.

And the longer he lay over her, the more fixated he became on her.

He didn’t know when he’d shoved his hand under her dress, but he registered utter softness in his palm. He brushed his thumb over a hardened nipple, his hand kneading her small but firm breast, while his other hand already gripped her plump backside tightly. Fur tickled his fingers and palm, and the sensation was welcome.

Her breath brushing over his drooping ear had his body growing lax, despite how her noises made it twitch. Although his muscles continued to swell with desire, the cuteness in her sounds, her little breaths, and how she trembled with need softened his grip. Even his fangs released, and with blood-covered lips, he gently licked at the wound to see how she’d react.

She produced the sweetest little cry, her body shuddering beneath him, and feverish humour crinkled his dazed eyes.

He liked that she didn’t seem to mind the harshness of his bite, and instead of pulling away from it, had eventually leaned into it. But his softer affection gave him a more exciting reaction.

Instead of biting her again, he scraped his sharp fangs down her chest. She gripped one of his horns, and her claws deliciously cut into his scalp, sending a twinge down his spine. He licked upwards with the points of his fangs following his trail, and she shivered in reaction.

Her claws were surprisingly gentle, and she caressed his skin like a woman with long nails. For a moment, he’d almost forgotten he had one of the most dangerous creatures in hisarms. He didn’t need to rein back his strength, didn’t need to be considerate of buttery-soft skin.

That lack of restriction, funnily enough, tempered his desire to bite and claw. The fact that he could...teasewith them instead, made him want to be gentler – just so he could trick her when he did cut deep and offer different sensations.

He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had such freedom.

In the back of his mind, he knew he should be concerned about what he was doing with this female. He’d been holding back for a multitude of reasons, none of which had gone away simply because he was bombarded by energetic magic. They lingered, whispering in his ears, telling him to stop, yet... the deeper theybothfell under this spell, the less he cared.

She smelt wonderful right then. Her pretty scent mixed with her strong arousal had him huffing for more, and they didn’t have to be fully intimate for him to do so.

There remained a line that he couldn’t cross, but surely alittlepleasure shared between them wasn’t too terrible. Or perhaps that was just his engorged cock and denied lust muddling his usually perceptive thoughts. The ache in his balls needed release, telling him everything about this right now was a grand fucking idea.

I want to touch her.What he truly wanted right then was to shove his cock into her, but touching was as far as his mind would allow.I wonder what she’s like when she comes.

Just the idea had his cock jerking hard until he released a drop of precum. And seeing this sweet, innocent female all pent up had him grinding between her thighs harder.

She’d asked for this. Her scent was rich with deep arousal, and his conscience was satisfied she understood what it was she sought. Or rather, he allowed that to eliminate any misgivings he had regarding his actions, and he knew, without a doubt, that she wasn’t going to stop him, nor did she want to.

Especially when she produced an adorable moan when he pulled the top of her dress down and brought her dark-grey nipple into his mouth.Finallygiving into that damn urge, he grazed his tongue against it with a harsh lick.

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