Page 51 of A Soul to Touch

“Thank you. That’s so much better,” she said with every bit of gratitude and an undertone of humour in her voice. “I really should have just gotten more wood when I knew I was running low.”

“Why didn’t you?”There was no suspicion in his tone.

“Got tired after doing the attic and didn’t really want to face the storm.”

The truth was... she was stubborn as an ox when something got her back up. It was a flaw she was aware she needed to work on but refused to. No one was perfect, and as long as she wasn’t hurting anyone, she didn’t see why it mattered so much that she changed.

Mayumi was aware this was a stubborn mind frame to have. She preferred to call herself headstrong since it was a far more positive attribute.

“You could have asked me to do it.”This time his voice was darker, deeper, and filled with a hint of displeasure.

His voice was always sinfully rumbled and grated, but when he was in this more beastly form, it was criminal to her depraved senses.

He could tell her a bedtime story, and she thought she’d be sopping wet by the end.

In answer, Mayumi shrugged before turning onto her side. She curled into him and blatantly snuggled into his partially exposed abdomen.

“Your fur is really soft,” she mumbled groggily, her energy waning swiftly from being soothingly heated. “And you smell really nice.”

Why do I have to like everything about him?

His unholy face that was like a deity of death. His glowing orbs that were swirling and prettier in the night. His daunting height that made her truly feel small and feminine when usually she felt like a stomping ogre. His bulky, muscular body that she could feel now like a big pillow.

His scent. His rich voice. Even the sound of his huffing breath had her ears tingling.

He was too beautiful to be kept hidden in the dark.

“I do?”There was a hint of curiosity and surprise in his tone. She thought she may have felt him move to sniff at his own arm, but her eyes were already shut. She was drifting off.“You like the way I smell?”he asked, like he really wanted a confirmation.“Mayumi?”

Despite her tiredness, she could feel arousal softening her muscles while forcing other parts of her to become swollen or hard – like her pussy and nipples.

She only confirmed his questions mentally when she meant to verbally. Mayumi passed out before she knew it.

Mayumi moaned as she buried her face against the scent that was currently setting her body on fire.

She knew when her eyelids fluttered open that she was lying face down on her mattress by herself. It also wasn’t as warm ashehad been.

Where’d he go?Faunus was gone from her bed.

She rubbed her face against his lingering lemongrass and lime scent before she just bit at her sheet, hopelessly wanting to taste it. Her nipples scraped inside her shirt as her breasts slipped against the mattress when she lifted her hips. She slid her hand down her body.

Resting on one cheek, she checked around the dimly lit room, the morning so early that it was only just brightening. There was no Faunus within her home either.

She didn’t think she would have cared if he were there to watch what she was about to do.

She did notice that there was a barbaric, broken bit of branch in the fireplace and that he’d managed to get it going. The flames were small but they spared her just enough warmth to stop her from shivering.

Her skin was too flushed anyway. She felt heated and uncomfortable in her own flesh, and just a mere touch at her pounding clit informed her that she was overflowing with wetness.

Mayumi had no memory of what she’d been dreaming about, but it wasn’t hard to guess. Her brows crinkled in anguish.I want him to touch me so badly.

She hadn’t masturbated in days, since his arrival, to be exact. It had been a daily ritual before that, but she’d been building up her own anticipation in hopes he’d ease it.

I can’t wait anymore.She needed release.

Still biting at her sheet, Mayumi lowered her fingers and slipped two inside herself. She gave a deep groan before she took them away so she could use her drenched fingers to glide over her sensitive clit with ease.

Her vision split in two the moment she started circling it with a firm press.

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