Every movement from Tristan was precise, intentional. Whatever urgency moved him was held beneath patient discipline as he brought Austin higher with steadily increasing pace and pressure. Heat throbbed in Austin’s core like a second, frantic heart.Please, Austin tried to say.
A whiteout blanketed Austin’s nerves in scalding pleasure. His breath hitched, and he desperately grasped Tristan’s hair, feeling his head moving beneath his palms. He kept going as Austin spilled on his tongue, swallowing every pulse of release. Austin’s entire body twitched erratically, aftercurrents of electric pleasure snapping through him.
He crumpled over Tristan, gasping.
Tristan held Austin in his mouth, sucking lightly until Austin groaned in sensitivity. His thighs shook. The merman released his cock, then pressed a purposeful, taking kiss to each hipbone. A questioning, guttural hum rose from Tristan’s throat.
Austin forced his eyes open.
Tristan fixed an intense, querying look on Austin. His eyes seemed to mirror the heat that had just wrecked Austin. As Tristan leaned, something pale and immense caught Austin’s attention, pulsing against the emerald of Tristan’s tail. It emerged from a slit in the solid wall of scales, heavy and unmistakable, with two rounded mounds at the base.
Austin’s eyes widened.
???
“Where do you expect that to fit?” Austin demanded in an acid tone, storming through the estate with the wild wind howling around him. Thunder rumbled in the sky above, masking Tristan’s response.
Austin stopped on the flagstone outside his room and whirled to face the merman. Tristan was following so closely that Austin had to take a step back to glare at his face. Brightly glowing stones hung all along the outdoor paths, providing enough light to see.
“Where?” Austin repeated, the threat of retribution in his tone.
Tristan tilted his head, showing off his throat. His look was impish and heated. It matched his hand as it cupped Austin’s ass and squeezed. “Here.”
Lightning flashed across the sky, blinding Austin and leaving an echo of white in his vision when it passed. He snarledat Tristan and jerked open the door to his bedroom. The breeze that rushed in with him extinguished a dozen lit candles, and the fire someone had lit in his absence leapt wildly in the hearth. Tristan stood on the threshold, rain sheeting down his naked body. His head was still canted to the side, throat bared, eyes brilliantly defiant. “Can I bring you food?” he asked.
Irritated, Austin pulled him into the room, shutting the door with a thud. The room fell suddenly quiet, the howl of the wind sealed outside. Not as quiet as beneath the waves had been, but not intolerable either.
“You can wash me,” Austin said.
Tristan pressed a taking kiss to Austin’s cheek. “Thank you.”
As Tristan readied the bath, Austin draped a robe over his shoulders. The pleasant floral smell of bath soaps filled the room, and several more flashes of lightning blinded Austin. He rubbed his eyes.
“Will I cover the windows?” Tristan asked.
“No. I like the lightning,” Austin said. “Cessair died in a storm like this. Went missing. Died.” He scowled at his struggle. “Vanished.”
Tristan hummed his understanding. “The bath is ready.”
Austin hesitated when he saw the steam rising from the water.
“It isn’t too hot. Eli showed me the temperature you like.”
Austin cautiously sank a foot into the metal basin but released a gratified sound when he found it blissfully hot, not burning. Tristan knelt near his head, and when Austin was ready, he worked shampoo into his hair and washed the sand away with a massage that vanquished the cutting edge of his nerves.
Tristan poured fresh water over his hair, rinsing the suds out. His touch was nothing but gentle. Austin twisted in the bathtoward the merman. “It’s just that you’re very big. There’s no way it won’t hurt. And I donotlike pain.”
Tristan’s impish look didn’t reappear. Instead, his face softened. “I do not wish to cause pain,” he said.
Austin peered through the slit of Tristan’s robe. “Thissize is more doable.” But even so…he was mostly soft now, and he got bigger when he hardened. He’d felt enormous pressed against Austin’s ass through his clothes. “It’s too big like this too,” Austin said defensively.
Tristan blinked and calmly said, “Very well.”
Austin tensed. “I don’t have to have sex with you if I don’t want to. I don’t have to doanythingthat I don’t want to.”
“I agreed with you.”
“In this snide, angry way!” Austin snapped. He twisted onto his knees and glared. A look of genuine surprise flashed across Tristan’s face.
