Page 161 of A Soul to Guide

Her eyelids wildly flickered, her snuffling moan was distinct, and her knees turned inward.

No wonder his cave had turned into a cesspool of her scent. She’d been masturbating inside it! She’d been leaving little droplets of liquid behind – like she did now, as some dripped to the ground between her feet and darkened the stone with its wetness.

He hungrily eyed those droplets as he licked across his snout. His fur and quills raised, a profound blaze of lust lighting beneath his skin. If this continued, he was sure to combust into flames, or at least begin to steam from his maw.

Screw this,he thought with a growl, stomping forward.

Raewyn unlatched her teeth from her arm with a whimper as she withdrew her fingers from her core. She was slow to rise, having to palm the edge of the bench to steady her wobbly legs.

That’s better.She gave a hum of contentment.

Now that she’d gotten off, she could go back to cooking.

Or so she thought.

In her satisfied state, it took her longer than it should have to hear Merikh coming. His growl was deep, brassy, and so unnervingly quiet that it speared her right to her still-throbbing clit.

She’d been caught red-handed, or rather...wet-handed.

An ‘oops’ would have been uttered if it hadn’t been the whole point. Really, she should have been found out sooner, considering she’d done this quite a few times in the last two days.

She didn’t even show a shred of decorum by pretending to be bashful, not when her thighs were still shaky and her nipples were hard. There was no fight as he turned her, lifted her arse to the bench, and pushed her skirt up.

“I cannot take it anymore,”he groaned in an agonised voice, his movements jarring, forceful, rushed. There was no patience as he pushed her thighs apart by cupping underneath them to expose her pussy for himself. “You win, Raewyn.”

She just panted, waiting for him to sink his cock inside her with a lopsided smile of triumph.I knew it would wor–Raewyn squeaked out an ‘eek’ as her toes curled and her knees shot up.

That’s not a dick!

Pushing at what was between her thighs, she touched bone, then arched when she gripped his horns. Merikh had spread his fangs around her and sunk his tongue inside.

It was soft, and so deep she swore it’d folded.

Adjusting to the sudden intrusion, her spine relaxed. Then her brows knotted as she turned her expression to him.

He wasn’t moving it.

Actually, he wasn’t moving at all.He didn’t even seem to bebreathing.

The only thing happening was that she could see purple sparks constantly flickering in her vision, like he kept closing and opening his sight. Was he having a mental breakdown?

“M-Merikh?” she whispered, wondering why he’d turned to stone.

“Nnhn,”he finally groaned, a full-body shudder going through him.

It shook her legs and reverberated directly inside her, causing her to tingle and tighten around the soft and flexible limb. He clawed at her to get her deeper within his fanged maw.

He drew his tongue back agonizingly slowly. It twisted and swirled, grazing everywhere inside her all at once, like a cyclone. Her eyes widened at each movement, before it darted forward in the same fashion, but so much faster. Then, he pulled back slowly again, and her hips bucked to get it to go faster, only for it to penetrate her swiftly and bottom out.

Her breaths turned higher pitched with each one.

It was the strangest sensation to have something moving within her like this. It was foreign, inhuman, and Raewyn found herself liquefying because of it.

She gripped his horns tighter, thankful to have something to hold onto so she could move her body in a wave to greet it. Placing her feet against his shoulders, she tried to split her thighs further apart.

Her backside was almost hanging off the edge, and the only thing keeping her from falling off was the grip of his rough hands.

She could barely believe he was doing this to her. He’d once told her he’d kneel for no man, and yet here he was, on his knees forher,just to taste and tease her like this.

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