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Since she wouldn’t touch him, he would have liked to do this while he stared at her and have her watch him. He would have been thrilled to let her see the need and desire she brought forth within him.
Emerie,he internally groaned, having to squeeze his cock and stroke it harder, wishing it was her soft hand instead.
I want her to stroke me.He craved her touch, craved taking in the sight of her right now, the scent of her – especially with the new tang to it.
He tried to imagine every part of her essence so it could help him achieve release. His strokes grew swifter as he slipped his fist around his slippery, wet cock.
Yet, the longer he tried, the more forceful he had to be.
He didn’t mind that she was nearby, but he didn’t like... being on his own. It felt cold and wrong while he did this, like he should be ashamed of this part of himself.
When he realised this, the needy ache started to annoy him. He tried to go faster to get it over with, strengthening his grip to squeeze the core of him. He focused on the tip, and small groans fell from him.
Yet, no matter how good it felt, his release didn’t near. Instead, it pestered at the base of him, making his tentacles wriggle unhappily and with annoyance.
The tiniest whine escaped his chest.
He didn’t want to be stuck like this, or with it, by himself.
Emerie pressed the backs of her fingers to her heated cheeks, wishing her roaring flush would fade. It didn’t, at least not for long. Every time her shaking breaths calmed her, she would remember there was currently a Duskwalker off beating one out in the forest.
Oh, my gods,she internally whined, covering her face to hide the evidence of it from the world.
The problem with closing her eyes was that it allowed her to vividly remember him stroking his cock right in front of her. It also gave her the same startling, alarming,insanereaction.
Her pussy clenched, and her nipples gave a throb.
Why did the most disturbing, bewildering thing she’d ever witnessed – a Duskwalker pleasuring himself – have to also be the hottest and most erotic thing she’d ever seen?
In his own large, claw-tipped fist, his giant cock had looked normal in size. But it was a violet purple with a darker head, and four long tentacles that wriggled at least halfway up its length.
Get ahold of yourself, Emerie,she demanded, patting her cheeks to wake herself from this reality.He’s a Duskwalker. You can’t be imagining touching his cock.
Oh, but she was.
It’s wrong, you dickhead. Wrong!
So why was she biting her lip, and half-heartedly considering going to him? Why was she kind of regretting telling him to leave and take care of it by himself? If she had allowed him to stay, would Ingram have masturbated over her standing before him?
He called me beautiful.The moan that escaped her was of utter turmoil.
Emerie couldn’t remember the last time someone complimented her appearance. No one had ever said her hair looked like a sunset, or that her eyes were like a frozen lake. No one had willingly cupped the scarred side of her face like Ingram had days ago, nor had they ever been this... innocently sweet with her.
Over the course of the last week with this Duskwalker, a scary monster had turned into the most adorable creature she’d ever met. It was hard to deny him affection when he so readily welcomed it and, in his own way, tried to return it.
No, I shouldn’t.
Hugging and cuddling was different to sexually touching him.
She was glad she couldn’t hear any noises of pleasure coming from within the forest. Emerie was certain she would have lost her marbles and waltzed over to him.
It was salacious and mind-tingling to know he was just beyond the trees, masturbating. It was even more lewd knowing he was probably thinking of and picturing her, the centre of his carnal desires.
Holy crap... I’m a Duskwalker’s jerk-off material.A giddy squirm made her press her thighs together, knowing she was probably broken in the head to think that was hot.I don’t think any guy has jerked off to the idea of me.
Maybe they had, but Emerie was secretly super insecure. She tried not to show people that, but it was hard to hide in the bedroom. She didn’t like fully undressing for sex. She preferred to keep her shirt on like it was glued to her skin, and insisted on doing it mainly in the dark or dim light.
Even after what Ingram said to her, it didn’t magically make that go away. Part of her knew if Ingram saw what lay beneath her clothing and he got turned off by it... she didn’t think her bruised ego could handle it.
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