Page 124 of To Trap a Soul

“Do you want me to touch youorundress you, Lindiwe? I cannot do both at the same time,” he said, and she thought she heard the mildest humour in it.

Dear heavens, his sinfully rough voice wrapped around her senses more than ever. She couldn’t help the shiver that cascaded across her skin, causing goosebumps to form in a wild wave. Even her pussy clenched when he said her name.

When his lips tightened, she looked up to greet his gaze just in time to see his brows knit together.

“Would you prefer if I didn’t speak? You always seem to have an adverse reaction to my voice.”

Her eyes widened. “Pardon? No.” She hated that her face flushed with shy heat once more. “I actually like your voice very much. It’s deep, and kind of rich.”

“I... didn’t know that.” Then, parts of his face broke away like ash and collected somewhere else on his body. “You don’t make the truth of your thoughts obvious, and it’s rather infuriating. You should have told me.”

When fingertips danced against her skin just above her waistline, her stomach caved in and her unstimulated body went chaotic. She’d been craving touch for so long that even in its mildest form, the merest caress, she had to hold back her moan and the way she shuddered with his hand ghosting back and forth just above her pubic mound.

The drawstring of her pants was pulled on, and the band loosened around her waist. Lindi drew her legs up to help remove them, and for the first time, she noticed how the material tickled her thighs and calves on the way down.

My body feels so sensitive.Unusually so.

Her breaths were short and shallow, her skin hot to the point of nearly sweating, and her heart thumped so hard she felt it in the sensitive parts of her body, like her wrists and eardrums. It was as if she’d been sparked alive after being deadened for so long.

He undid the ties of her underwear – a thatch of material covering her privates like those worn in Sing Dynasty. It was much easier to wear underneath her trousers, and she’d adopted it rather than the pants women wore underneath their frocks.

“My physical self is lacking due to my mana being so low,” Weldir said as he pulled it away. “My barriers are not dexterous, so I can give you my torso and legs to hold, but things like my hands, face, and cock will require what little I have. Would you rather look upon my face or have me touch you at the same time as I’m inside you?”

Oh gods, just the wordcockhad her thighs clamping with need.

“I-I have to choose between your face or hands?” Her heart raced a little faster, and her eyes slipped to the parts of his fingers that were visible. Then she darted her gaze up to what little there was of his face. “I don’t really want to have sex with a headless person.”

A deep and surprisingly pleasant chuckle rumbled around her. “My head is always where it’s supposed to be. It’s just not physical or visible if I move my outer layer from it.”

Lindi nodded to say she understood, and his fingers pulled her thighs open, parting her so he could come closer. Wisps fluttered over her skin, parts of him that were physical pushing against her while other sections moved through her. The sensation was odd, like rare droplets of oil sluicing over her body.

It felt nice, and her toes curled when they sensually brushed or moved across the sensitive line of nerves going down her inner thighs. Reaching up, she placed her hands over the barrier’s curve where his shoulders would be to hold on as she looked down.

She didn’t know what kind of cock she was expecting, but she should have known it would be hard to see. The darkness of his realm often shadowed him, and it was only possible to see him due to a strange grey glowing silhouette. She saw a phallic shape, but without closer inspection, she couldn’t note its details properly.

Widening her legs more to make it easier for him to get closer, she bit down on the inside of her bottom lip.

It looks a little... sm–Lindi gasped in surprise when his hips shunted forward and he managed to skilfully enter her in one move.

Her pussy lips pressed against his groin tightly, squishing her folds in a way that felt nice against her clit, making her instantly want to rub it against him. However, the rest...

Lindi stretched a leg to the side as if that would suddenly give her the ability to see what was going on inside her.I thought it was supposed to hurt.Is it because he already broke my hymen?But wasn’t she supposed to be all tight and narrow?

Her lips twisted as worry nibbled away at her confidence. Women couldn’t be too big down there, right? Or was Weldir undoubtedly small?

But he feels only a little bigger than his tendril.And his tendril was barely half the thickness of her pinkie finger.

Big, small, average, Lindi didn’t mind the size of his penis, so long asshewasn’t the problem. She just wanted to be close with him, to feel wanted and desired. She wanted to be touched, and she thought what was inside her could be pleasurable if he moved it back and forth. It was already pressing against a spot that was hot and swollen, making this feel far better than usual.

She just didn’t know if this was a normal size for a man, as she’d never even seen a human penis.

“You look concerned,” he said, causing her gaze to drift up to what remained of his face. Barely his left cheek, brow, and eye could be seen, although his lips and chin were entirely visible. “I can make it bigger.”

Before she could answer to say she was fine with it, as she didn’t want to change him if this was his natural size, her answer tore through her chest as a choking, pained, and quiet scream. White flashed across her sight as her back arched and her whole body locked up. Immediately she kicked as she tried to push him away, anything to get him away from her, from inside her – only to push at fucking air!

She’d never felt anything more painful, not even like the first time he’d foolishly penetrated deeper!

Lindi whimpered.It feels like I’m being torn in half.

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