Page 158 of A Soul to Guide

Lesson number two: If Merikh was being unusually callous towards her, there was likely a reason, and she needed to figure it out before letting her own anger get the best of her.

Lesson number three: His quills were a big issue for him. He didn’t like being touched because of them.

Lesson number four:Merikh hates himself,she sadly thought.

She didn’t think he was insecure, but rather, he held hundreds of years of self-loathing. Raewyn had been tossing the assumption around in her head for weeks, but what she’d learned from eavesdropping, and the fact he wanted her to seduce him, plus this terrible fight... She could no longer deny it.

It was hard not to feel sympathy, although she’d never tell or show him that. She didnotwant to discover how he’d react.

Still, it was sad. Inside and out, he didn’t like who he was.

She kind of liked that he was a bit mean to the world, so long as he didn’t turn that on her. It was like having a big bodyguard, and she did like the idea of being protected. She wanted to feel safe, no matter where she went.

Sure, she would like for him to see the world more positively, but that was just because she wanted him to be happy. The more he showed of himself, his deep feelings, his hurt and past, the more she was rooting for him.

When she’d first discovered what he was, she’d thought he was evil and deserved the world being cruel to him.

Now, she understood that he’d only been evil because the world had made him so. Inherently, he was really sweet when someone didn’t treat him like the very ground he walked on became tainted.

So how could she show him that she didn’t think he was bad?

Could I make him my assistant?She wondered how Cykran would feel about that.

Cykran was her friend before he was her employee, but she’d chosen him because of that. She’d known him even before she’d lost her sight. He’d taken on the role as soon as she’d asked him; there had been no begging from her side.

Then again, I was never attracted to Cykran.

Merikh, on the other hand... She couldn’t deny the way her body reacted to him, how it liked his warmth, how her lungs greedily took in his scent, how her ears tingled whenever he spoke.

I can’t work with someone I want to play with.

She’d never get any work done.

She stopped tickling her lips with her hair to assess the fact that she wasn’t getting anything done, since she’d been just standing here, doing nothing. However, she kept doing it when she decided her current thoughts were more important.

Funny, considering she desperately wanted to go home.

I don’t think I’ll be able to seduce him again.She also didn’t want to.

It wasn’t because she didn’t desire him. Since they’d cleared up their issues, she once again wanted nothing more than to grab that Duskwalker by his horns and grind on him in the hopes of being gifted more mind-scrambling orgasms.

His dick was a ten out of ten, a chef’s kiss, in her opinion.Mwah.It hit every good spot all at the same time. It even hit sensitive spots she hadn’t known existed. Her G-spot was like the holy grail that most men couldn’t find, yet sitting on his cock had made it feel as though her whole body was an erogenous zone.

She also thought his tentacles werecute.They were like four cuddling limbs that wanted to squeeze her in affection. Since they were so long, they held her nice and tight, and their little tips even swayed back and forth, like they wanted to pet her.

By all means, Raewyn didn’t indulge in a lot of kink. She hadn’t experienced being tied up or orgasm denial, and she didn’t want to be subjected to severe pain, but she did like scratching, biting, and now apparently... hair pulling? Maybe even a little amount of spanking, if it came from him?

She still wanted him to discover why she thought being spanked was so funny.

Now she understood why he’d made her be on top. Once he took over, she didn’t think anything would have stopped him.

Merikh had been rough, but it hadn’t been painful between her legs. He’d obviously been holding back enough to give himself whatever speed and depth he’d needed, but she knew, with how strong he was, he hadn’t used his full force.

Most importantly, he’d obviously cared about her pleasure.

Raewyn stifled a moan and cupped herself between her legs through her long dress. She was turning herself on with her thoughts.

What is wrong with me?she whined as she placed her face against the stone bench.I’m not usually like this.

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