Page 190 of A Soul to Guide

To alter her body in a way that may not be reversible... sure, that was a little frightening. It was like taking a leap with him, a big one, considering his massive size.

Raewyn could have chosen to be playful or teasing with him, but she didn’t want to crush his confidence, not even a little. He pushed the hand gripping her backside between her thighs to pet her entrance and clit at the same time, and a small moan broke from her.

Then he sheathed his claws and buried two fingers within her core. She tensed around them.

“Already so wet for me,” he groaned as he pumped them. “I want to feel you take all of me.”

It wasn’t an easy to decision to make.

Had it been anyone else asking her, she would have closed her thighs and run for the hills. But it was Merikh, and the thing was...she liked him much more than she’d probably showed him.

When they got to her home realm, she’d been intending to kick Cykran to the side as her assistant – although gently, since she wanted to maintain their friendship – so Merikh could take his place. She was sure her home could fit the big Duskwalker, and since she lived alone and they’d already had a trial run here, they could easily live together.

The other councilmembers would want someone to ‘keep an eye’ on him, and Raewyn was intending to be his watcher. They wouldn’t know it was because he was... special to her.

She’d never desired someone as much as she did him. She liked all parts of him, the good, the bad, the mean, the sweet. He was endearing, only because many of the negative sides of him were from what she considered a terrible past. What if she nurtured him, healed him?

Just look at him now.

The growly, silent, scary Duskwalker she’d met was now a rumbling, teasing one as he carefully touched her – being so light with all the delicate places of her body when he could rend anything into pieces.

Was she certain of him? No, but they hadtime,and plenty of it. Nothing had to be decided now, and they could discover more about each other in her home realm, where she was comfortable.

This step was obviously important to him, though, and she didn’t wish to snuff out his flame of hope. He’d even taken the courage to ask her; how could she deny him?

“Will it hurt?” she whispered, grinding onto his fingers, feeling how wet she’d gotten by how she coated them.

“Maybe a little,” he answered honestly. “But that will be because of my claws cutting into you. I will heal you, but I think you might enjoy the feeling of swallowing more of my cock.”

He’s done this before.She nibbled at her bottom lip, a little relieved that he at least knew what he was doing.

“Okay,” she conceded, darting her hands forward to unbutton his pants – she needed to be quick before she changed her mind.

She hadn’t expected to feel his cock bulging against it, already extruded but thick, like it was sheltered by his tentacles.

The moment her palm gripped underneath it, his tentacles released, giving her his slick-covered shaft to hold.

He swiftly withdrew his hand from between her thighs, fisted the back of her dress, and tore it from her. The fabric ripping across her skin burned a little, but it was more pleasant than it was painful.

Within seconds, Merikh gripped her arse to push her pussy against the underside of his shaft while licking across her nipple. Her legs wrapped over his thighs until the sides of her feet touched the grass, reminding her that they were outside.

“S-shouldn’t we go inside first?”

“I can’t wait that long,” he groaned. “I don’t care if anyone sees me fucking you.”

She stroked her clit with the groove on the underside of him, teasing herself and making her wetter. Her breaths became breathier, especially when he drew his tongue over the column of her throat.

Before long, she was the one to whisper, “Inside. I need you inside me.”

He ground her hard against him before slipping her higher. He gave her an appreciative growl when she helped to direct the head of his cock against her entrance. Then, she was falling onto it. The head popped through, and each ridge caused her breaths to turn higher pitched.

His tentacles softly wrapped around her hips.

Like usual, once he was seated as deep as she could take him, heated shivers swept over her. She trembled as she began stirring him inside, needing movement, unable to help rocking on the hard girth within her.

Her eyelids flickered as his cock grazed against her most tender places, and she leaned into him. With messy kisses, she let out little cries against his skull.

“Wait,” he bit as he gripped her arse to stop her when she tried to pick up speed, rubbing him deep back and forth. “I need to explain that once you take all of me, I won’t be able to stop once my knot is swelling.”

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