A Soul to Touch (Duskwalker Brides, #3)

by Opal Reyne

Faunus internally cringed when she accidentally shoved two fingers inside his nose hole knuckle deep. He could feel his wet breaths around them. “Ew! Gross!” She pulled her fingers out, looked at the mucus on them, then wiped her hand on her pant leg. “I didn’t expect it to be wet inside your, uh... nose?” “Shove your fingers into my nose hole again, and I’ll return the favour by shoving my own into any holes you have,” he warned with a growl.

“I am going to have a nap so I can be more alert for when night comes since someone so rudely woke me.” He tucked his head between his arms. “And then they didn’t even thank me for all the work they made me do.”

She was a conundrum. One which was beginning to annoy him because he felt as though he was one wrong move away from Mayumi attempting to stab him in the chest like the vicious little Demonslayer he knew her to be.

Still, he couldn’t stop his sight from drifting over her shapely thighs, her flesh reflecting an orange glow from the flames behind her. How could just a pair of bare legs be so damn enticing that he wanted to draw his tongue from the arch of her foot all the way up until he found her centre? He lost the third round and was forced to remove his shirt.

Having watched the human male tug on his shaft in preparation for the female he was with, Faunus had mimicked him simply because he’d gathered they were similar by shape alone. Although, Faunus did have additional appendages that liked to squirm at the base of his cock, and his came from within him rather than swinging like some fleshy pendulum. He’d scared the absolute shit out of the humans when he roared upon his first release, but damn... it had felt phenomenal.

together, sometimes individually. “I wanted you to touch me the other night.” She did? He’d never been more irritated with himself in his entire life! “I thought you may not want to when you left.” “How was I supposed to know you wanted this from me?” he grumbled in answer, his sight never leaving her moving fingers or her folds.

He twisted his tongue against her folds, slipping between them and around them. It was messy, there was no pattern or reason to his movements, but it was obvious she enjoyed them by the way her breath turned higher pitched with each one. Her body dipped. Her thighs moulded around his face like they wanted to finish cracking it. He would have let her. He would have died a happy Duskwalker with his head between her thighs.

And dear spirit of the void, did he want to rut her, so unbelievably hard. He wanted to upturn that tiny female until she was at his mercy, and break her mind rather than her body. He wanted to see her squirm and cry and beg and just become nothing but a numb, twitching thing he mindlessly thrust into.

“I am not interested in destroying this wonderful place, but I will gladly ruin it for anyone else.”

But I don’t think I can survive this female if I cannot fuck her senseless.

Because he knew her well enough that she would tease him, and tease him, and tease him to the point he’d ram his cock in and break her.

“Oh God, hurry up. I swear you’re just trying to punish me.” She moaned, her head lolling to the side as he continued to lick at her neck....

“But I thought you only wanted my cock,” he purred against her. “Or will this pretty little cunt take whatever I give it and come?” His fur puffed in delight at being able to tease her again, play with her, touch her knowing he was planning on mounting her. A week ago, he didn’t think this would ever be possible again, and yet here he was... with this tiny female beneath him and gyrating wantonly.

“I want you to hold both my horns, Mayumi,” he croaked at the kiss of plush heat spreading over the slightly pointed head, and he couldn’t help trying to dig deeper. She was so soft, so hot, so perfect here. “Hold them nice and tight.”

“So tight. So pretty as I spread you.”

Mine. She’s mine. Mine to hold, to fuck, to touch.

Now, all he experienced was euphoria while this horny woman took his cock like the good girl he needed her to be.

“All of you tastes good,” he rumbled. “Your pussy, your blood, your sweat. I have always wanted to bite you but couldn’t before. I think I will remedy that today.”

Her parted lips, huffing with shallow breaths, curled upwards into a haunting smile. “I. Bite. Back.” “I’m betting on that,” he said as he stepped back with his tentacles keeping a hold of her hips. “We’re not done here. Hold on to me tight.”

“You’re so damn beautiful like this,” he growled, gripping her thighs and hips tighter and using them to bounce her.

“It’s the only time you go soft. Where your snarky, dirty mouth can’t do anything but moan and whimper. You can’t even see what’s fucking you properly, can you?” He slowed just for a few thrusts as he said, “But I bet you can feel it, can feel my cock inside you.”

Letting go of one arse cheek, he shoved his clawed fingers through her hair, fisted it tightly, and shoved her head forward, forcing her to watch his cock moving in and out of her. He parted his tentacles to make sure she could see how stretched the lips of her pussy were around the thick girth of cock.

Faunus liked fucking her in the mirror whenever he could. He occasionally peered into it behind her now, watching him taking her from the back while also being able to look down between

“Mine,” he snarled, wishing he could bury his snout against her. When she tried to turn her head up, he didn’t let her. “Look at us. Watch me take my little bride’s pussy. You wanted my cock, so you can watch it make you come.”

“I told you what would happen if you gave me your soul, Mayumi.” Faunus shuddered through her orgasm, the thrusts of his cock becoming slicker as her liquid pooled in his seam and around the base of his tentacles. “That I would do what I want with that womb of yours, and fill it, breed it, make it mine.”

He didn’t know if she understood he was waiting for an answer from her, but she’d better give it soon, or he’d make the choice for her. She gave a little mewl when his shaft swelled just as his sacs lifted again, warning her of the impending flood he wouldn’t be able to hold back.