Page 75 of A Soul to Guide

“When the rain stops, I want to leave. It’ll be better if you’re not tired, and watching you shake for the entire storm will be depressing.”

The heat that pressed against her from behind had her melting. It was touching her spine, and she hadn’t realised how much the bones of her vertebrae had been aching from her chills until this very moment.

The stiffness in her nipples stayed taut for a completely different reason as goosebumps cascaded over her flesh, like a wave that came from the centre of her back. Her eyelids fluttered, and she found herself leaning into him more and more. She even wiggled against him when he lifted his knees behind hers until her backside was pressed into his groin.

She didn’t even move away when something... twitched against her backside. She was too busy trying to shove her icy toes between his warm calves. The shy and apprehensive Raewyn had turned into a heat seeking parasite.

He didn’t wrap his arm around her, but her chest still felt frozen. She patted his leg and found his hand, then yanked it over her.

“Watch my quills,” he bit, trying to pull his hand back.

She refused to let go.

“You’reso warm,” she moaned, wriggling against him. “I wish I could wear you like a blanket.”

His short fur was so soft against her back, legs, and side. It even tickled her cheek, since he’d pushed his meaty bicep underneath it to pillow her head from the hard ground.

The tension in his own body dissipated at the same time hers did. He hissed as she tried to get closer, continuing to wriggle, as though she wanted bury beneath him – which she did. Gosh, if it wasn’t insane, she would have cut him open and crawled inside just to be completely cocooned.

“Stop that,” he coarsely bit out. “Stay still.”

“Sorry, I’m just trying to get comfortable,” she whined, but she did stop moving, especially when something moved against the cleft of her backside.

She pressed her thighs together when her inner walls clenched in reaction to it this time. His scent surrounded her, penetrated her mind, and she panted to take in more oxygen, only to further drown herself in it. It only made her nipples tighten even more, and, along with their throbbing, her clit pounded.

Squeezing her eyes shut, she pleaded with herself to not grow horny and excited. He was just doing this to warm her; she shouldn’t be the one having a weird bodily reaction to it.

Yet his heart was beating against her shoulder blade, and it sounded so big, so strong, as it drummed into her. She couldn’t help focusing on it, on the way she’d fit into the nook of him, how his massive and wide body had surrounded her like a cocoon of comfort.

She couldn’t even feel the wind anymore.

Please don’t smell me.She shoved her hand between her thighs and clenched them tighter around it, hoping to stop any scents from escaping.

She grew distressed when his rough palm wrapped around the shoulder she was laying on. His claws scraped her, and for the first time, they’d tickled her. She almost shivered in reaction.

Since she hadn’t allowed him to pull his arm away, he was giving in to holding her. The thick limb was nestled between her breasts, and she tried to ignore that fact, or that something long and thin had wrapped around one of her calves. His tail, maybe?

It should have freaked her out, but the feathery end had brushed over her skin delicately.

Not once did he try to touch her, caress her, or do anything perverted. Why did that make her both relieved and disappointed at the same time?

With saliva clogging in her throat, she whispered, “Thank you for this.”

“Just go to sleep.”

Such a cold answer, and she wished it had cooled her, but it didn’t. Raewyn was nearly vibrating with desire. It’d been ages since she’d felt any kind of release, as she preferred to do so with a partner than by herself. The lack of it was warping her mind.

“I’ll stay awake, so don’t worry about my quills.”

Oh, right. His quills...His deadly, deadly quills that she suddenly wished she could touch and explore. She also wanted to explore him and how different he truly was from her.

His chest expanding and contracting pushed and pulled her with his breaths, like waves to lull her. Sometimes, his fur tickled her back when it slipped against her.

Tired and aroused, Raewyn permanently closed her eyes.Sleep. Just go to sleep.

The moment she’d wiggled her pert arse against his seam to get comfortable, Merikh regretted his decision to warm her.

He just hadn’t been able to stand the miserable sight of her violently shivering as she lay upon the cold, hard ground.

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