Page 54 of A Soul to Touch

Her brows drew together. “But I thought you were going to touch me.”

He was so turned on by what he’d just been witnessing that he didn’t even have the decency to feel embarrassed about his next words.

“I have never done this before,” he admitted, his voice husky and strained. “I want you to show me where you like to be touched first.”

“You said you knew what sex was, what I was doing.” Her frown deepened. “How is that possible if you’ve never done this before?”

Unable to resist the tantalising creature below him, Faunus lifted a hand so he could run the backs of his fingers and claws under her jaw. Just the minor skinship felt wonderful. All the while, he gave a deep chuckle.

“Because I have been watching you humans tasting, touching, and fucking for years.”

When she gave a shiver and tilted her head to the side under his mostly innocent touch, Faunus turned his hand over and drew his index claw down the side of her neck. Goosebumps broke out on her skin this time as she gave him a little cry.

The fact he’d been the one to elicit such a wonderful sound made his stomach clench.

“So I’ll be your first?” The way she asked it all soft and breathy made him think she might be excited by that prospect.

“Yes, you’ll be my first.”

And my last,he thought.

Because Faunus knew there would be no other female for him beyond Mayumi. Even if she convinced him to leave, to stop his self-proclaimed duty of protecting her, he had chosen her.

She was the bride he wanted – although utterly unattainable.

“Fuck,Faunus,” she rasped before her hand started moving again.

He looked down to blatantly watch her.

He was thankful he’d asked her to continue because he’d never been this close before. He’d seen the basics. He’d witnessed men moving their hands around a woman’s pussy, but he’d never truly seen what they were doing.

Mayumi showed him everything.

She showed him how to pet her little clit, going up and then down and then pressing while going in a circle. When her fingersdipped back inside, he noted that she didn’t just thrust in and out. She sometimes stayed deep, and he could tell by her knuckle joints that she was moving them inside. Sometimes together, sometimes individually.

“I wanted you to touch me the other night.”

She did?He’d never been more irritated with himself in his entire life!

“I thought you may not want to when you left.”

“How was I supposed to know you wanted this from me?” he grumbled in answer, his sight never leaving her moving fingers or her folds.

“I was pretty obvious,” she teased, her eyelids flickering in what he thought might be nervousness.

She needed to give him some leeway here. How was he supposed to know when a human woman was trying to get a male to touch them?Him,a Duskwalker, no less?

However, something was making him curious enough that he didn’t respond. The scent coming from between her thighs was strong, but hesworeit was right in front of his nose, just millimetres away – which should have been impossible.

With quick sniffs, he followed the thread and came to her left breast.

It’s wet.Her left nipple glistened when he could see the other was dry, although both were hard.Did... she touch herself and then coat her breast with it?

Although he’d intended to wait to touch her until she came, he couldn’t stop himself from sniffing even closer, twisting his head. Then he parted his fangs further and slipped his tongue across her small breast.

What touched his tongue was tangible, edible heaven.

“Oh!” she moaned, her chest bowing like she wanted him to press harder.

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