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“Yes, that’s it, just there. Just like that. Oh!” She shatters around me. Her pussy flutters and takes me over the top with her.
I soar. Fuck, how can every time be better than the last? I swear this is how I’m going to die. Can you die from pleasure? I don’t know, but as the stars fade from behind my eyes, I know I’m willing to find out. I collapse on top of her but quickly roll her to her side. Belle isn’t a tiny mermaid, but my weight can’t be good for her.
She opens her eyes, and we’re inches apart. “Mate.” She smiles.
“Mate,” I say back. And somehow the guys don’t barge in. None of them move. I should get up and get a cloth for Belle. But part of me wants to see how long I can make this go on for.
“You are adorable. Now go get something to clean our mate up with,” Eros growls.
“I’ve heard getting you a cloth is a good idea.” I stare into her light blue eyes.
“I’ve heard that too. From somewhere around here.”
“Would you like one?” I kiss at her neck.
“No, but yes.”
I feel the bed shift behind me. Eros has gone to get a cloth. He pushes it into my hand. “Look, I found a cloth.”
“That’s wonderful.” She kisses my neck, and I let myself slide out of her. I take the cloth and wipe up her leg, cleaning the release off her. As I do, scales appear behind the cloth. Eros has his mouth on hers. Castor sucks on the mate mark under her breast. I slap the side of Nico’s head as he’s about to suck on her clit.
“What?” Nico’s tone drops in irritation.
I incline my head and do it again. His eyes widen at the purple scales. “Are you feeling okay, Little Krill?”
“Mmm-hmm.” She moans into Eros’s mouth. Nico’s gone, and when I turn around, he’s back with another rag and a glass of water. He slowly trickles it down her legs.
“Oh.” She lifts her head from Eros.
“Oh, good or bad?” asks Nico.
“Good? Good. It’s cold. I’m mean it’s an odd thing to do, but...”
“Belle, look at your leg.”
“Oh, are those scales?”
Castor and Eros are looking now too. Nico puts his hand in the glass and places his palm on her leg. When he lifts it, there’s a handprint of scales beneath it. And this time, it doesn’t disappear.
“I think we should get you to the tub or outside.” If what’s happening makes her shift and she can’t shift back, we don’t want her to suffocate.
“Tub,” Belle says.
I agree. It’s deep enough that she could duck under to breathe for a while if she had to. Eros is on it. The tub has a good six inches of water by the time we get there. I hold her until it’s deep enough that she could breathe if she had to. She lets go of me around my neck slowly as I ease her into the water.
“Hold your knees close together,” Nico says.
“Right. Do I do anything else?”
“Don’t try to shift yet. See what happens, Let the water get deeper,” I say.
“Okay.” Scales are popping up all over the skin on her legs. They’re beautiful, mostly purple, but some are blue.
“They are amazing.” Castor kneels by the tub.
She gasps. “Purple—my favorite color.”
“And blue.” Castor touches one and looks up at her.
