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She cocks her head at me and raises her eyebrows. “There’s got to be something we can do. And if not us, then someone else.”
That already occurred to me. The someone else. It couldn’t be anyone Nico would turn to, or anyone I would turn to, but someone who would be willing to help. Only one name pops into my head.
“You’ve got a look about you, Holter.” She crosses the room, her robe kicking open as she does and a mug clenched between her hands. It clicks on the shell table as she puts it down. She straddles me, her long robe covering my legs.
The rules here are gray. I’m not her mate. But her mate isn’t able to help her. And a mermaid can’t go long without... I fill my lungs with her apple scent. My hands are instantly on her thighs. Fuck. I’m so hard I can’t take it.
“Is this wrong?” She slides her hand down my chest and pulls open my tunic.
“It’s been days for you. That’s too long.”
“It has been, but you like to follow the rules. I used to too.”
Used to.Interesting. My hands skate down the soft fabric around her thighs until my hands rest on her ass. I hitch her up tight against my hard cock. My trousers barely contain me, the tip of my cock poking out of my waistband.
Belle bites her lip and swipes her hand over the tip of my cock. “Nico won’t mind.” Her voice is soft as silk rubbing over my skin. I’m sure he won’t, but I might.
My face is a mask. I don’t want to think about him. I’m struggling to remember the rules here. All I can think about is how much I want her. I pull her close. My hands roam her ass and land on her waist. I kiss her like I’ve never done before, deep, like we have all the time we could ever need.
I twist my fingers in her hair, tug her long casual ponytail, breaking us apart. Staring into her blue eyes, I want to know everything there is to know about her. I want to be the one to end all her pain, make her smile, sing and dance. Our lips crash together like we need each other to breathe.
And then her hands are on my waistband, and the air is cold on my skin. It’s colder here than higher up in the dome tower. I need to get the heat working better for her. But then her fingers wrap around my cock, and she strokes me up and down. I forget everything and groan into her mouth. Our tongues tangle. Her palm rubs the tip of my cock. I’m grabbing her ass, trying to urge her to stroke me faster. And she does. I don’t want this to be over. I want her touching me, grinding on me for hours and days. Either. Both.
“Holter,” she whispers. “I don’t know. I don’t know what the right thing to do is here.”
“The right thing is to take me,” I growl into her ear. I love the sound of her voice. Her voice is a dream. I want to fall asleep and wake up hearing her talk. “I want to be inside you, Belle.” My hands cup her breasts, and I push her robe aside. The sleeves constrict on her arms, and she drops my cock. My thumbs slide over her hardening nipples. “I want to be inside you. I want to be inside you so fucking bad. My cock is straining for you.”
Her hands are on my legs, and she’s grinding herself on me. “I want you inside me too.”
That’s what I need. I break. Standing, I carry her back to the pod bedroom, the room only she has slept in. Being in her room with her these last few nights felt like too much, like pretending to be her mate.I’m not her matechants in the back of my head. But I’m not going anywhere. I don’t care what the governors have to say. I’m staying with her.
My strides are long, but still the apartment is big. I kick the door closed behind us. No one else is here, but it doesn’t matter. She’s talking, but I don’t hear any of it. There’s just the blood rushing in my ears. I toss her down on her bed. She bounces, her ponytail swinging wide. Her breasts are free from her robe, which is bunched up around her waist.
I stand and stare at her for a moment. I want to remember this time forever. When I could pretend she was mine.
She peels the robe off all the way. Her legs are spread wide, her pussy glistening for me. But I can’t start there, no, her nipples are hard, and I lean over the bed and suckle the left one into my mouth. She groans, and her nails dig into my scalp. I back away.
She whimpers, “Holter.”
“I need to taste you.” Leaning over the bed, I kiss a trail to her belly and toss her discarded robe on the floor. I kiss her inner thighs. My hands on her ass, I spread her wide. My tongue licks the length of her slit. I start slowly and flick out. Her breaths are long and heavy, and her fingers find my hair again. I love how she wants to touch me. I love how she trusts me to be gentle. But I’m not gentle now. I’m not going to be. I’m not going to be anything but the servant she needs me to be. She groans and wriggles, trying to draw me into her, and I’m not going anywhere. Not until I give her the ecstasy she must have.
“It’s too good. Take me, please, hard, fast. Make me hurt.”
I don’t have to be told twice. I sink my tongue into her, and she arches her back. I push one finger into her, then another, and I move them in and out. She’s writhing, her hips bucking into me. Her pussy pushes hard into my face, grinding, and I’m here for it. I let her. I want her to need me. I suck her clit into my mouth. I nibble it. I flick it with my tongue, and her hips buck. She’s screaming, but I don’t hear any of it. I plunge my tongue into her again and again and suck hard on her clit. She’s whimpering, almost crying. I slip a third finger into her, but she’s so tight. I want her to be soaking wet and begging me to fuck her. I want her addicted to me. I want her to be so desperate for my cock. I want to be the only one that can make her feel good. Fuck it, I don’t care that Dorian males aren’t supposed to be possessive about mermaids. That we’re raised to share. Right now, she’s mine.
Her pussy is soaked. Her wetness is dripping into her ass and pooling on the bed. Her tits are bouncing. She’s breathless. And I’m starving. I’m ready to devour every inch of her. But I stop, and I can feel her whole body shaking. She’s shaking, so close, and I wait. She’s going to come if I put my mouth on her again. She’s going to come hard and long.
“Holter, please. Please now.”
I’m on her. I pump my cock twice and slide it into her. Her legs shake as they grab me around the waist.
“Oh Holter,” she cries and pants my name. Her lips graze my neck. Her nails dig into my back. And I’m inside her. At home. And I’m not going anywhere.
She wants it rough and fast, and I’ll get to that. But first, I need to feel every inch of her. I roll my hips, dragging against her clit with every rock of my lower body. Her pussy clenches around my cock, and her whimpers grow louder. I kiss the sensitive spot on her neck, just below the ear but above the mark Nico gave her. I could shoot her to the moon if I sucked on his mark. But that’s theirs, and I have some respect for his memory. Fuck.
“I love being inside you, Belle. I love how you smell, and I fucking adore how you taste.” I plunge my tongue into her mouth, letting her taste herself. I’m being too precious, too close to something that is a mate. “I’m going to fuck you hard now, Belle. And I don’t give a damn who hears me. We’re going to do this. Rough.”
A whimper hisses through her lips, and I pull her hands over her head, holding them tight in one hand while my other hand pushes her knees up. I dive into her. I slam into her until I hear her screaming my name, over and over again. Quick, hard thrusts. She’s shaking, her pussy clenching around me. She’s so fucking tight around me. She’s close, and I’m trying not to come, but it’s impossible. I’m already there.
