Page 192 of A Soul to Guide

It was a different kind of fullness, one that had her tightening in bliss beneath him. Keeping her arm around his neck, the other wrapped around his back, she dug her nails into the leather.

This is the first time I’ve held him like this.He was massive in her arms, but Raewyn forced him to give her more of his weight.

When he finally began to move, she winced each time he tried to pass the twisted ring through her. He let out sharp groans, his body tensing each time, while he thrust surprisingly slow and measured.

She wished it didn’t feel so uncomfortable, like that part of him was just too thick to keep moving through her entrance, especially when he threaded his arm under her knees to spread her legs further apart, trying to ease his way in for her. He must have noticed how tight it was, that not even his spell had saved her.

Turning her head to the side to remove his tongue from her mouth, she gulped for breath. “I-I’m sorry, but it hurts. Can you not move your knot through me so much?”

Merikh’s thrusts didn’t change in speed, but he did draw back. She was surprised he didn’t bury himself deeper.

He lifted her hips up, one of her legs bent over his right elbow, and placed both his hands against the ground to steady himself, forcing her back to curl.

“Better?” When she nodded, relaxing beneath him once more, he licked across her exposed neck. “Good, because it’ll be yours soon enough.”

Why did that sound ominous?

Raewyn didn’t care, not when she was forced to hold his forearms for dear life when he began to thrust fast. With the way her hips were tilted towards him, the head and the inches of ridges behind it bombarded a spot that had her moaning.

She appreciated that he cared for her wellbeing, even when he’d been enjoying it. To show him her gratefulness, she reached up, found a horn, and yanked him closer.

Raewyn kissed whatever part of his skull made contact with her lips, and then just gave little cries against the cool bone. Sweat dripped down her back and chest, his heat and her own arousal smothering her.

Why did he have to smell so good, sound so good? Why did every part of her body sing for him? His thick stomach rubbing against her own kept spreading warmth throughout her. His fur always made her skin tingle whenever it touched her. His tentacles were clasping at her skin, but she liked how soft they were, how they didn’t bruise her. Even his breaths huffing over her had her breaking beneath him.

Why did he have such a strange cock that felt this wonderful?

There wasn’t a part of him, from tail, to horn, to claw, that she didn’t thaw for.

His subtle groans made her want to tangle her own lewd noises with them so they were one harmonious song.

It wasn’t fair. It shouldn’t be this easy to disarm her, and yet, here she was, about to lose her mind to another mind-scrambling orgasm.

“Merikh,” she whimpered, her voice hoarse and airy.“Merikh.”

“I like it when you call my name like that.” His cock swelled momentarily and sent her into the depths of bliss.

His growlish groan from her spasming and clenching around his cock was drowned out by her loud, unhidden cry. Her head tilted as she arched, which only made his shaft gouge deeper.

Her eyelids flickered as her eyes rolled before she closed them altogether to clench them. Her nails cut into his forearm guard, while her other hand tore down his chest and dug into his flexing muscles.

Merikh let go of her leg and curled his arms across her back, holding her tightly as he laid down on top of her. Locked into place, just as her body was softening and she was turning limp, he began shoving all of his cock inside her.

It was even tighter to squeeze the twisted ring at the base of his cock through her entrance. Before she could ask him to wait, he tilted his hips one way, then the other, and popped it through.

Raewyn gasped, just as a choke tore from him.

Once more, he was seated deep, but any uncomfortable pang was annihilated by his jerks. There was a wonderful pressure, one that was unusual but had her legs twitching like crazy.

It was growing as he stroked her insides. Her eyes flung open in surprise and tension, and she wrapped her arms around his torso to hold him, hug him, just... anything to help steady herself through this.

Oh, holy maiden. I can feel it.She could feel his knot thickening, ballooning inside her, and it was pushing into spots that were too much.

She just came, and yet each stroke was sending her into a lather. It was so wonderful, it almost bordered on pain; no person should feel something this pleasurable. Her mind, her body, neither could handle it. It was too intense.

And he was gettingbigger.

Tears dotted her eyelashes as she started orgasming again, but this time, it didn’t stop.

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