Page 70 of Mated on Live

“Yes,” he hummed in approval, tweaking her nipple. “I love it.

She laughed, lifting herself up to turn to him. “Go get my bottoms, since you left them somewhere on the ocean floor.”

He offered her a toothy smile before dropping under the waves. As he sank down, he looked up, watching as she pulled her top up, securing it back over her breasts. Her legs kept kicking in the water to keep her up – a consequence of not having a swim bladder to control her buoyancy. But because her legs were kicking, he got to enjoy the frequent flashes of her well fucked little cunt, still leaking his seed into the open water.

He hit the bottom and adjusted his beads as he looked around. It took him a moment to figure out where her bottoms had drifted to. They were lightweight, easily buffeted by the waves, and as a result had ended up far from where he had initially tossed them.

Serval finally caught sight of the flash of gold and swam to snatch them out of the water. He turned, looking up to see Sophie was swimming towards the wall of the stoney alcove. He pushed off from the bottom, following her.

He caught up to her just as she reached the wall. The moment she had her hand on it, her kicking eased as she held herself up with one hand. Her easy buoyancy was both helpful and detrimental, depending on where she wanted to be in the water.

He caught one of her feet and chuckled when she jumped in surprise. She said something, but since she was on the surface, and didn’t know how to modulate her voice correctly, he only heard mush. But the playfully chastising tone told him enough.

He kissed the top of her foot before slipping her bottoms over her feet. He pulled them up her legs, kissing his way up as he went. Until he finally settled them over her ass, then kissed her mound before surfacing, right in her arms.

She immediately covered his mouth, kissing him back as he pushed her against the rock, padding her head with his hand as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

“Take me back to shore,” she said, whispering into the kiss. “I want to go back to our bed.”

That was all Serval needed to hear. He gathered her up in his arms and kicked off the wall, swimming them around the alcove, towards the nearest beach. It was one that his family liked to use for relaxation and recreation. He knew it would be empty this time of day, so he hadn’t been worried about claiming his female here.

He kept hold of her even as his feet touched the ground. He held her ass in both hands, lifting her up as he walked out of the water. She was entertaining herself, kissing all along his face, his neck, twining her fingers through his olules.

He couldn’t wait to get her back to his room. He was going to lay her down and kiss and lick her from head to toe. Then, he was going to feast on her cunt again. He bet she would taste even better without the salt from the ocean to dilute her juices. And then, after she came on his tongue a couple times, he was going to-

“There you are!”

The two of them jumped, turning as his sister ran towards them with a wicked grin. No doubt pleased that she’d interrupted something.

“Valorei, we’re busy,” he said, quite unkindly. Not caring. The only thing he wanted was to bring his female back inside where he could fuck her again in peace.

But his sister wasn’t impressed, she came to a halt in front of them, hands on her hips, smirking at his displeasure.

“I’m sure you are, but I’m here on mom’s orders.”

“Spirits drown me,” he grumbled as Sophie laughed.

“I’m taking your mate for now. And the rest of the night. You can have her back tomorrow.”

“Why?” He snapped, annoyed.

“We have to prepare her for her beading ceremony.”

“Oh!” Sophie popped her head up, suddenly distracted and excited. She patted his shoulder, telling him to put her down. “Yes! That sounds awesome. What are we doing?”

“Oh, it’s going to be so much fun!” Valorei said, both of them ignoring him as he tightened his grip on Sophie, not wanting to let her go. “Since you’ve declared female, it’s just going to be us ladies. We’re going to pamper you and take you around the island and tell you stories of the family history as we drink dark wine and finish your beads.”

“You made me my own beads?” Sophie beamed, wriggling in Serval’s arms. When he continued to keep hold of her, she gave him a dull glare. “Let me down. I’m having girl’s night with your family.”

“I thought we were going to…” He trailed off, the unspoken implication obvious as his sister rolled her eyes.

“We were.” Sophie kissed his nose. “And we will. But not tonight. Now, let go.”

She wiggled until he was forced to finally set her on her feet with a long sigh. Valorei laughed, earning a narrow-eyed glare from him that she just smirked at. Completely unconcerned about his ire as she took his mate’s arm.

The two of them, arm-in-arm, walked up the beach, chatting eagerly about their plans for tonight. Serval followed them mournfully, his own plans truly undone. His aching cock throbbed in protest, as it had just been promised a second round. And probably a third.

But Sophie was smiling so happily. Her combot, which had followed her out of the water, kept up with them, and she was talking to it, in English, describing what was about to happen as his sister, with exaggerated movements, nodded along like she understood any of the words. Sophie asked if it was okay if she recorded the event for Earth, and his sister assured her, delightedly, that it was.

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