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Story: A Soul to Protect

He usually had to let the power of them wane first when they were that stifling. To let them play and have their moment before he was given a drop of unquiet peace.

Today, she’d battled his will with him, and he still felt muddled, like there were blobs of oil in his brain. He was hard, his cocks threatening to break from his tentacles, and his heart was beating so fast he thought the tendons holding it in place would snap.

His mind was not sound, and instincts bit at him with sharp fangs.

Before he knew it, he darted his right hand beneath her dress and was grasping a naked breast. Thankfully, she arched into his harsh knead rather than away from it. His palm weighed her soft mound, her nipple scraping along the crease, and he quickly reminded himself to sheath his claws before he attempted to do more.

Nathair didn’t care what her reasons were – if she’d desired to touch him because she truly felt well, or if she was brave enough to try again. Perhaps she missed his constant presence and wished to show him just how much.

Whatever the case, his skull felt like it was trying to split in two as he attempted to stay present – here, with her and in this moment.

When Linh gave a soft moan, his palm slipped down her body. He didn’t make it to his destination. Instead, his hand caught her dress as he placed it against the bottom of his nest when a voice barrelled into him. He pulled his snout away from her lovely lips to huff.

Fuck. Leave me alone!He was tired of this, of them. Hadn’t he suffered enough for his mistake?

Linh stole his focus purposefully by licking, sucking, and kissing the side of his neck. His gills flared, and a pleased growl burst from him. He touched her once more.

Palming her stomach to make sure she understood his destination, he glided past her navel. He expected to feel material at her pelvis, but a thatch of hair greeted him, just as she rose her hips to quicken his apparent slow pace.

Underneath her dress, her entire body was bare.Had she... always been intending for me to touch her today?No wonder the scent of her arousal had been strong – there’d been no barrier.

Nathair glided into the wet lips of her pussy, and somehow her scent strengthened in his senses. He slammed two fingers inside her, and he was delighted when her loosened core easily accepted them. Her little moans whispered across his gills as he quickly pumped his digits in and out, trying to get her to be louder so she could quieten his mind.

There we go, little nightingale. Cry for me,he thought when she started milking his fingers. She’d fallen off the edge so swiftly for him, as if her body had been pleading for his touch.

Her nails dug into the backs of his shoulders, while her scent, her voice, her very presence grew stronger for him.

“N-Nathair,” she croaked, her tone lax and thick, while she pulled back to give him a heavy-lidded gaze. “Can you go to your back?”

His shoulders twitched when he realised he was towering over her and had pinned her to the bottom of the nest. Refusing to part from her, Nathair took Linh with him as he moved to lie back. Her legs slipped across his treasure, making it clink and chime before he laid her across him.

Before he could do anything more, she started kissing her way down his torso. Nathair grabbed the back of her dress to see if she’d willingly slip out of it, and she ducked so he could toss it. The moment she was completely bare to him, he soaked in the lovely sight of her naked body upon his.

The crooks of her thighs slipped over his cocks, and he hissed out a breath of need.Fuck. I’m so hard.He’d been hoping she’d put one out of its misery and just mount it, but she sat behind them. Precum leaked from the tips of both.

“Inside,” Nathair signed, his chest weighted with lustful need.

Both cocks jerked in opposite directions at just the thought of her gloving one with her wet heat.

He forced his hands to grip the ledge of his nest with a growl rumbling from his chest when she gave him adefiantglare.

She had a very horny, unwell, and agitated Mavka below her. Teasing him further was unwise. To stay in control, he tilted his head back so he could settle himself by looking away from her and wading through the thick mud in his mind.

Be calm for her.His fists bunched, cracking a branch of his nest.

The pads of her fingersgentlypressed against the left cock, directing it, just as softness pressed against it. Unfamiliar with the sensation, but instantly jerking for it, he waited for Linh.Be calm.He couldn’t do what he wanted with this female. Perhapsone day he could be more demanding and forceful, but until then, he had to be a good Mavka.

Well, that was what he intended.

A snarl burst out of him when a strange warmth engulfed him, and one of his hands shot forward to grab the back of her head. He looked down in shock to find her lips one-third of the way down his purple cock. Her brown eyes sparkled up at him, hinting at mischief and playfulness.

Nathair took his hand away when the nagging desire to shove her head down until he’d breached her throat and forced her all the way to the base gnawed at him. Her mouth appeared to be filled to capacity, his cock thick against the features of her face.

She was a little human, he a big Mavka, and although his split dicks meant she could properly suck him, it didn’t mean they’d ever be able to play with abandon. They were long, and the true power of his girth came from them nestled together.

So, Nathair just absorbed how nice she looked bobbing her head while her soft, warm, and wet mouth glided up and down. It was a snug fit; her teeth constantly scraped over the sides of him and her lips were stretched as far as they could, but he didn’t mind. The roof of her mouth was textured, bumpy and ridged.

The important thing was that she was sucking him, while she fisted the other to give it attention as well. She didn’t seem to mind his lubricant, since she greedily swallowed it along with any seed he produced.

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