Page 144 of A Soul to Touch

“I swear your cock was made to do that,” she rasped, pushing her hips into it.

He placed his hand next to her head again to support his massive body above hers. “Do what?”

When he pulled back to thrust through her folds again, she couldn’t contain the lewd mew that fell from her.

“My clit fits perfectly in the groove on the underside of you.” She bit the inside of her lip on the draw back and grabbed both his biceps to hold onto him, to touch him in any way, as she steadied herself through this. Her body was sensitive now, and the wet slide of his lubricated cock was like beautiful torture. “It feels so damn amazing.”

The sensitive bundle of nerves was nestled within that deep groove and being sinfully petted from all sides.

The heat spreading over her sternum was familiar and welcome but so searing that it had her chest quivering to the point that even her breasts jiggled.

She looked down to watch, refusing to look at him, as she whispered, “It’s like you were made to do this to me, Faunus.”

The idea that they were ‘made’ for each other was a silly notion. They were nothing more than two creatures whose fates had incidentally intertwined. Deep down inside, she knew they weren’t meant to be together. He was a Duskwalker, she was a human. They were so vastly different, and yet... she couldn’t help thinking Faunus was the only perfect man for her.

A bright light began to glow between her breasts just as a wisp of fire passed through her flesh.

She noticed his cock swelled in reaction to seeing her soul trying to emerge, causing a heavy drop of precum to well at thevery tip as he thrust harder. It even dripped to her stomach to leave a sticky line joining them.

He pushed his palm against the glow.

“I can’t take it when you do that,” he rasped? Groaned? His body did that weirdpurrowlthing she teased him for – like his insides wanted to sing for her in every way imaginable.

She liked that she could give him such an intense reaction, and her eyes crinkled as they bowed, her lips curling knowingly.

There was nothing he could do or say that would make her contain it.

She could feel tiny little movements, like her soul was bashing wildly against his palm with its hands and feet. It was desperate to come out, desperate for him to steal it.

Faunus lowered himself so his chest was the one containing it and could freely slip both his hands underneath Mayumi’s smaller body. Gripping the creases where the bottom of her arse cheeks met her thighs, he lifted her off the short coffee table and sat back with his legs crossed.

Although this position meant she was hovering in the air, she trusted him. Her own legs wrapped around his waist, but he was much too big for her to cross her ankles.

Mayumi only had her arms around his neck for a few seconds before she was forced to let go when he’d positioned her over the head of his cock and shoved her all the way down to the hilt in one fluid, hard, and fast motion.

Her surprised, yet raspy, moan was drowned out by his much louder, deeper one. Both their heads tilted back at the pressure.

The heat within her was so immense that it had her soften around him, and yet, their bodies were so snug that she knew she must be strangling his cock. She didn’t know if it was his lubricant that made her feel like she was soaking wet, or if it was the orgasm he’d given her, but it allowed her to lean backwith ease by gripping his fur and grind him inside her using her calves.

She stirred his cock inside her pussy, as she leaned back further to look down at their pelvises flush against each other, watching.

It separated their bodies, and the bright orange glow crested through her flesh as her soul ducked its head out.

When it did, Faunus released her arse so he could grab her hands. He yanked at the claw-like grip she had on his fur and shoved her hands behind her back with both of them folded.

It arched her back, forcing them together once more. Her chest compressed tightly against his torso every time she breathed.

“We can’t move like this,” she stated.

At least, not with her thighs around his waist and his legs crossed.

He leaned his head down and brushed the end of his snout against her hair. “So impatient. Always so needy and demanding for my cock to be moving inside you.”

Faunus brought his tail forward and wrapped the middle of it around her forearms to lock them together. She curled her hands into fists, each one resting on the back of her waist.

“You will stay,” he demanded, grabbing her arse again and giving each firm cheek an enthusiastic knead.

He lifted her slowly up his cock, and the higher she went, the more his lungs and torso seemed to shudder. With the head being just that slightly bigger, she felt her entrance parting for it from the inside before he dropped her all the way back down.

---