Page 86 of Where the Tides Pull Him

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“Whoa.” Grayson stuck a hand into the waves and touched Keld’s hip. “That’s so weird.”

“And that is how you know you’ve been fucking aliens for too long.”

Grayson tossed a handful of water into Keld’s face, laughing. Keld seized him and pulled them both into the sea. Grayson’s muscles went stiff at the sudden shock, but the arms and tail surrounding him radiated warmth. Keld brought their heads above water and grinned.

Grayson scrubbed the salt water from his eyes. “Happy?”

“Almost.” Keld dragged a claw along Grayson’s jaw.

His pulse quickened.

The Mer’s lips met his—slow and hungry. Grayson let out a small noise and curled his fingers into Keld’s hair. The wiry strands flexed in his grasp but refused to tangle. Keld broke the kiss, moving his mouth down Grayson’s neck. Grayson tipped his head back, giving the Alpha access to his throat and jaw. Keld nipped at his skin, soothing the little hurts with sweeps of his tongue.

Despite the chill of the ocean, Grayson’s cock stiffened under Keld’s skillful ministrations. The Mer’s hands roved Grayson’s body, pinching his nipples and squeezing his ass, but never staying in one place for long.

Grayson gave a soft moan.

Keld pulled him closer, pressing his arousal against Grayson’s belly.

“I want you,” he murmured into Grayson’s shoulder.

“You have me.”

A low noise left Keld’s throat and he hooked Grayson’s legs around his waist. The tapered length slid against Grayson’s hole, pulling another needy sound from his lips. He swiveled his hips, trying to bear down on the length.

Keld’s fingers dug into his waist. “Not yet,aiu. I’ve barely started.” His mouth captured Grayson’s again, and he eased their tangled bodies deeper into the water.

“On your feet.” The command was quiet, yet Grayson did as he was told without thought, finding himself in chest-deep water. The newfound heat of Keld’s body vanished, leaving Grayson scanning the waters for any sign of golden scales. When the warmth returned, it was not Keld’s hands that found him.

A gasp ripped free of Grayson’s throat as he felt Keld’s mouth wrap around his cock.

“Oh, fuck…” He couldn’t see the Mer, not with the moon’s reflection glancing off the water, but he could sure as hell feel him. Keld’s lips and tongue laved Grayson’s aching length—the only source of heat in the cool water. Grayson reached down blindly and gripped Keld’s hair.

He moved in tandem with Keld’s head, rocking into his mouth. More heat gathered at the base of his spine, hot and fast. His thrusts grew uneven and his fingers curled more tightly into the Mer’s flowing hair.

Grayson cried out as he emptied himself into Keld’s mouth. He held the Alpha in place as he rode the waves of pleasure. When he finally let go, Keld resurfaced.

“You let me come,” Grayson said, breathless. “You never let me come that fast.”

“Don’t worry. I’m not even close to being done with you.” Keld dragged Grayson closer and kissed him, hard.

Grayson reached between their bodies and took hold of Keld’s cock. Keld grunted but only deepened the kiss. Grayson pumped his hand slowly up and down, savoring the way Keld twitched and jerked in his grasp.

His hole clenched around nothing, pleading to be filled.

“I want you inside me,” he whispered against Keld’s lips.

“Patience,aiu.” Keld palmed Grayson’s ass, lifting his feet from the sea floor. The Alpha’s length slipped from Grayson’s hand, and he took the opportunity to wrap his legs around Keld’s hips. His hard tip pushed into Grayson, just barely.

Grayson’s breath caught, but Keld held him in place. Instead, his hand crept down, a finger curling into his cleft. Grayson whimpered as it penetrated him, replacing the cock he desperately wanted. Keld’s eyes were fixed on his as he plunged his finger in and out of Grayson’s slick hole, adding a finger as he worked Grayson open.

Grayson let his head fall back as he rode the Alpha’s hand. His cock grew hard once again, grinding delicious friction against Keld’s stomach.

“Keld,” he gasped. “Please.”

“Please what,aiu?” Keld’s tone was low and rough. His arousal throbbed at Grayson’s entrance, betraying his need.

“Please, fuck me. Please.”