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“The Lady has bestowed gifts upon me to aid me in my task. I can perform some basic spells.”
“I see. That’s generous of her. But how exactly are you supposed to accomplish your task without me failing at mine? My job is to bring more people to the lake. If you’re supposed to prevent that, we have a problem.”
“Not at all,” he says. “Humans are welcome at the lake, so long as they respect the agreement that was made when Haven’s Hollow was founded. They can swim in the designated area and enjoy recreation on the beach. Even certain water sports have been allowed. I simply want to keep them from swimming beyond the barrier, polluting the lake or harming its residents, or attempting to steal from the Lady.”
I nod. That seems fair enough, and in line with what I was already trying to do. “Okay, then. I think I might need to add a ‘no treasure hunting’ clause to the rental agreement. Griff and I initially opted not to, because we didn’t want to draw any more attention than necessary to rumors of treasure in the lake. I thought the ‘no night diving’ thing would cover it. Which reminds me, Travis, Mike, and Bobby violated that. I guess I have to decide whether to kick them out, or whether they’ve been punished enough.” I shoot Wick a pointed look.
He responds with a boyish grin, one meant to charm and gives my hands a squeeze. “How can I make it up to you? Would you like more of the torte? Another pizza?”
I think for a moment. I always want food, but there’s something else I want even more. “Will you show me your true form?”
He pauses, as if uncertain. “I have never intentionally revealed myself to a human.”
“Oh. If you’re uncomfortable, never mind. I’ll take the torte.”
“No. I would like to show you. I wish for you to know the real me.” He releases my hands and stands, and without shame or embarrassment, shucks all his clothes. He’s tall, he’s muscled, he’s glorious.
And he is, quite literally, hung like a horse.
My tongue wants to unroll from my mouth like in an old cartoon, the kind where steam would come out of my ears and my eyes would turn to hearts. But I restrain myself and wait as he transforms.
Before my eyes, his skin turns as blue as water, with intricate swirls and whorls dotting it, like some sort of natural camouflage or tattoos. He shakes loose his man bun, which shifts into a thick mane, while his ears elongate. Fins appear on his arms and legs, his hands and feet become hooves, and before I know it, there’s a huge blue horse standing in front of me.
Not a normal one, of course. The coloring and various fins make it clear that this is a creature made for the water. He is huge and powerful, utterly magnificent.
This is one horse I’d like to ride, if you know what I mean. I smile at him, impressed by his stature and beauty.
After a moment, he begins to shift back, but only partway. He has hands, but his feet remain hooves. He’s still blue, but man-shaped now, with his cobalt hair loose and flowing. He has a human torso and legs, but also the horse cock, which is an interesting choice. No runt in the front for him.
“You’re beautiful,” I say.
“You think so? You might have strange tastes for a human.”
I shrug. “Maybe. I’ve always been confident in my choices. I like what I like and I make no apologies for it.”
“It seems we have that in common. I find you beautiful as well.”
I smirk. “Well, doesn’t that work out nicely?” I flutter my lashes at him in an exaggerated motion. “Have you ever slept with a human before?”
“Do you mean in the sexual sense?”
I nod.
“No. I have only ever mated with other kelpies and folk creatures.”
“Have you ever wanted to be with a human? Wondered what it might be like?”
“Not until I met you.” His pupils dilate.
My heart thuds against my chest. He feels the chemistry between us too.
I stand up, and without breaking eye contact, strip off my shorts and swimsuit. “Now’s your chance.”
Haven
He eyesme up and down, taking in my naked appearance. “You are even more beautiful than I thought you were. You have given me a new appreciation for humanity and the human form.”
I take a step forward, tip my head up, and kiss him. Hard. His mouth opens almost immediately, his tongue licking at the seam of my lips. I part them and tangle my tongue with his, reveling in his dark, salty flavor. I thought he would taste like the sugar he loves so much, but he tastes wild, like midnights and ancient forests.
