Page 96 of A Soul to Touch

Despite his need to kill his growing affection for her, conflicting emotions pounded into his thoughts.

He approached Mayumi from behind to cage her between his slightly bent forward form and the kitchen counter she was using. Placing one hand around her bicep, her strong hidden muscles flexed in his palm as he glided the claws of his other hand under her thick, long-sleeved shirt.

I cannot love her. She should not love me... but I want her to.He wanted that from her. It was greedy, but he possessively wanted to own her heart and steal it from any other she may come across.

Her breath hitched when he slipped his palm against the side of her abdominal muscles before leaning into him.If I cannot have her soul, then I want everything else.

Faunus wanted to consume her. To consume her thoughts, her heart, her body. He wanted them to be his, to nibble at every part of her essence until every cell in her body remembered him owning it.

Even after he was gone.

“Faunus,” she warned, yet there was no fight in her voice nor her lithe body as she pressed even deeper into him. She was accepting his embrace, even turning her head up to him while he towered over her to look down. His orbs were yellow, but he was sure any moment they would turn purple. “I haven’t eaten in a while. I need to make dinner before you can play with me.”

“Why can we not do both?” he asked, gliding his hand up to brush his palm over her left breast.

He couldn’t really hold them. They were far too small, even with just his fingers, but she was very sensitive here. Even just caressing them lightly had her scent turning into something wonderous and mouth-watering.

He used the thumb of his other hand to cut off the button of her trousers and dip his hand inside.

Faunus bumped the end of his snout against the side of her head as he rumbled, “You can prepare your food while I touch what I would like to feast on.”

She shivered, and her thighs parted just enough so that he could dip his hand lower to cup her pretty little pussy, one that he’d claimed so that no other could.

He’d been concerned about that, what that might mean for her future, but he was just so fucking ecstatic about it that it had his cock stirring every time he was close to her.

Considering he did want her to be able to prepare her meal, he kept his touch light, only teasing her nipple and the hard nubof her clit. Before she’d even managed to finish preparing, shebeggedhim to go lower, to spear her with his thick fingers.

He refused until she was done cutting up her ingredients and then gave her what she wanted while they were waiting for her food to cook.

Having her on the tips of her toes, gripping both his forearms, while she leaned her pert arse against him and screamed, a loud vibration came from his chest in appreciation. Mayumi washishuman to tease.

“That’s a good little Demonslayer,” he purred when she’d drenched his fingers, her inner walls clamping and quivering around them.

“Not... a Demonslayer anymore,” she huffed. “Remember?”

“Not in name but in spirit. Isn’t that what you said?” he chuckled. Then, leaving his right hand between her thighs, he cupped her jaw with the other and tilted her head back and to the side so she was facing him. “Open your mouth, Mayumi.”

“Why?” she asked, her dazed expression giving a frowning twitch.

She wasn’t fond of him licking at her lips, so she’d never parted them for him.

“I cannot kiss you properly, but that doesn’t mean I cannot taste you.” He wanted to show her that they could at least do this, and that he would claim every part of her body in his own way. “I bet your saliva is just as sweet as you are here.”

He moved his fingers back and forth just once to show her where he meant. The fog in her gaze grew thicker, and Mayumi parted her lips for him. She even stuck her tongue forward a little.

She’s usually so bossy,he thought as he slowly lowered his head, his heart giving quick thumps at the fact she was being docile and compliant for him.But she always goes so soft for me when I touch her.

He liked that he brought out this side of her. It was like a reward once he moulded her in his grasp and upended her.

The first foray of his tongue grazing against the top of hers had them both groaning. Faunus parted his fangs around her face so he could go deeper, and his cock nearly extruded at the pleasure he felt, at the heady taste and texture.

It took her a few swishes of his tongue slipping back and forth, but she eventually lapped back at him. Her lips closed around his tongue to hold it, to keep him inside, and heat flared within.

His joy never reached his purple orbs, but he knew without question that she would allow him to do this again in the future.

Her mouth was another piece of her he’d obtained.

Mine.

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