Page 143 of A Soul to Guide

He turned his head to the side to look down to check that he really could feel her hands kneading his damn backside through his pants.

Her giggle had him snapping his gaze forward.

“Yes?” She gave his cheeks a big squeeze. “Women can like butts too, you know. Yours is really nice, all soft and squishy, and yet somehow still firm.”

Should he be offended or pleased by what she just said?

Then she did something that made understanding unfold. She grabbed near the base of his tail and pulled it forward so she could feel the entire length of it.

Is she showing me she accepts all this?His heart caved in a little, and some of the tension he’d been holding within his body eased out of him, tension he may have been holding for centuries.

He gave in and stopped holding back the orb change that had been nagging at him. They shifted into a purple, already deep in desire, and his cock jerked along with it. He could feel his tentacles moving to swirl tighter around his shaft, and it pressed against the back of his seam he was clenching shut.

There would definitely be a noticeable bulge there.

When her hand came to the tuft at the end of his tail and let go, she finally reached for the front of his pants. She unbuttoned them, opened them, and then slowly drew them down his thick thighs so they could fall to the ground. He used his tail to unpick the fabric from his quills around the backs of his calves, so she didn’t know they were caught.

Merikh swallowed his groan when she placed her hand against his groin in search of his cock. Her teeth nipped at her lips when she didn’t find it exposed like on most creatures, but she fingered the fur seam there, and her features softened.

Her fingertips traced up it and tickled his tentacles covering his cock where they were bulging from within. He couldn’t contain his groan when his seam twitched, threatening to open as she traced back down.

“It’s in here?”

Gnashing his fangs, drool collected in the cavity of his mouth. She was touching him so lightly, teasing him, and he felt the hold on his inaction, on his very control, slipping.

Bumping the end of his snout against her cheek, he quietly said, “If you’re expecting me to be gentle, Raewyn, then you should reconsider. I am not gentle, and this will only end in me taking you hard and fast.”

This was her last chance to turn back.

Raewyn rubbed her cheek against his snout, seeming to take anything he did as a sign of affection, and dug her fingers around the bulge within him.

“How do I get it out?” she whispered up to him, her breaths fanning over the side of his fangs.

He’d warned her, and she wasn’t shying away.

In that moment, he knew he was weak to this pretty little Elf. His seam parted, and his cockquicklyshot forward into her welcoming, open palm. He let out a raspy exhale of relief, since the pressure had been unbearable.

Then, he released his tentacles for her, and the last inch of him pushed forward so his erection was jutting to its full length. The tentacles were almost as long as his cock, reaching to just below the head, and they wriggled back so they could cling to the base.

She was gentle with him as she brushed both palms over the sensitive head, and Merikh had to lean back against the wall as he pulsated at the contact. His claws dug into rock, and he had to use every ounce of his will not to lunge at her.

If he gave in, he’d tackle her to the bed behind her. He would be shoving himself inside her within seconds.

Her fingers overlapped to form a ring as she pushed her hands down, vibrating sensation to the core of him as she went over the ridges behind his head. She smeared his natural lubricant, thick as it collected in front of her hands and eventually dripped from him.

Then she went over the knotted ring that was just over three-quarters of the way down, and Merikh let out a pleased rumble. She went even lower and found the two oval protrusions at the very base, pushing his tentacles back to do so, and petted his embedded semen sacs.

His lungs almost seized as they sunk inwards at her touch, before dropping back to their bulging states.

“You’re really big,” she rasped, rubbing her hands back up. “Kind of makes me nervous.”

Red flared in his sight at the chance of her backing out, only to be swallowed up by purple when her scent deepened, and she nibbled at her bottom lip. She wasn’t going to.

Then she let go so she could reach for his right hand. In curiosity, he gave it to her, and she dragged it towards the apex of her thighs.

“C-could you sheath your claws for me?” she asked, her voice small and shaking. He didn’t know if that was from her arousal or nervousness at what she’d been planning to do.

Merikh’s cock thickened momentarily, and a drop of precum welled. His entire groin tightened as a deeper clutch of desire lanced it.

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