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Story: A Soul to Revive

The first thing she did was shove her seed-drenched shirt down until she was fully covered. Whether he noticed or cared, he didn’t show it.

He scooped her up so her shoulder blades were lying on his forearm, and buried his skull into the crook of her neck. He rubbed it against her.

Ignoring the throbbing ache in her pussy, she patted his heaving chest soothingly. “Feel better?” she asked, her voice croaky and sultry with desire.

He groaned as a delayed aftershock tore through him. “You smell like me.”

A giggle bounced her in his arms. “I bet I do.”

He pulled one of his arms out from under her so he could glide his fingertips and claws down her side.

“You smelt like this back in the stronghold, but of someone else’s.” Emerie stiffened, and her flush of desire brightened with embarrassment. “I like that it is mine now marking you.”

How could something so... weirdly territorial and possessive come across as so tender?

“Oh, Ingram,” she sighed, rubbing her cheek against the top of his skull. Currently her heart felt lighter than it had in ages, and she wanted to share that by returning his nuzzles.

“However,” he croaked, his claws finishing their draw down until they reached one of her thighs. “There is a delectable scent coming from you.”

Emerie let out a surprised squeal when he grabbed her leg, and incidentally spread her thighs when he yanked her up. On his knees and straightened arms above her, his skull twisted and tilted, showing her his orbs were trying to find the source.

Her eyes darted down to find that, although his tentacles were languid, his cum-covered cock was still hard.

Uh oh!She rolled onto her stomach so she could crawl out from under him.

Ingram grabbed her leg, turned her back over, and shoved the front of his skull against her stomach. She didn’t even have a chance to stop him before he went lower and was burying his head between her thighs. Her back curled and her legs shot into the air when he lifted just her hips off the ground. Then he sat her right where his beak met the rest of his skull – which just so happened to be where his nose holes were.

He squished her delicate folds and pushed her wetness around with his beak, forcing her to feel just how aroused she was.

Her face heated in a blush that was so intense she wanted to expire when he took in a deep inhale. Oh god, he was sniffing her! She’d never had anyone do that before. She covered her face in mortification, unsure of how to react to such a primal, carnal action.

With a deep groan, he shuddered so hard that his tail made leaves rustle as it curled, twisted, and pounded the ground behind him with hard thumps.

Emerie didn’t get the chance to wonder if it was in delight, not when, at the same time, she let out a pain-filled scream.

Ingram flinched.

She only had enough time to wrap her legs around his skull before he pulled away. She even grabbed his horns to further trap him.

“Emerie?” he asked, his voice higher pitched than normal due to the sound she’d made. His orbs had flickered white in alarm, then dark yellow, before settling back to purple.

“S-stay, Ingram,” she begged, as tears welled in her eyes.

Her gaze darted to the four, inch-long claws currentlyfingertipdeep in her thigh. He must have followed her gaze because he started to pull them out, until she reached over and held them down. “Don’t. Don’t pull them out.”

Currently, they were plugging the wound and stopping the worst of her bleeding.

“I hurt you, Emerie,” he whimpered.

Her lips trembled as she said, “It’s okay.”

It absolutely wasnotfucking okay! But she knew it was an accident from when he’d tensed up while smelling her.

She wasn’t upset about his claws. Once the initial pain happened, her adrenaline had taken over to ease the worst of it. What she wasn’t okay with, was the fact that the only thing stopping him from likely eating her was her pussy acting as a barrier of scent.

In Emerie fashion, she laughed when she found humour in that. She was probably the first and only human that would find herself in this predicament.

“Will you go crazy if you see blood?” Already it was beading around his claws.

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