Page 91 of Echoes of the Tide

She could see the hesitation on his face. And then she realized that while she knew a lot about her own style of sex, she didn’t know what undines even... did? She knew that he liked her mouth on him, and that he had cocks, but everything else was a mystery. He was an entirely different species, so she could only assume that meant he had different erogenous zones and other things that he preferred to happen during sex.

The hesitation at even initiating sex made her wonder if maybe those differences were more than she’d thought. Sure, she’d seen his cocks. She knew he had two of them and that gave her ideas for all sorts of possibilities. She’d even sucked him off, so she knew he wasn’t poisonous to her—although she really should have thought of that before licking him.

So she had to imagine that there were just differences in sexual practices that made him nervous. Or things she didn’t know.

What if he expected her to lay eggs?

She could feel her face pale at the thought. Oh god. What if he didn’t know what sex even was?

No, that was a silly thought. He’d come in her mouth already and she knew that he didn’t expect her to lay eggs. Unless maybe that had just been a precursor to the egg laying.

Better to just answer it all up front.

Swallowing hard, she motioned to draw him out of the water. “Is there anything I should know about... uh... sex with your kind?”

The stunned expression on his face hadn’t moved. “No?”

“That sounded like a question.”

“It is, I suppose. How does your kind mate?”

“With...” Her face was already bright red. Did she really have to have this conversation like this? “Well, you’ve already had your tongue in it, Maketes. Do I have to spell it out for you?”

“Oh.” He nodded a little too vigorously. “Right. I remember.”

Okay, he was far too distracted for her to ask questions. Because his eyes were on her tits and nowhere else, which she could only imagine meant conversing was out the window. At least until after the act.

She pulled on his arm, encouraging yet again for him to get out of the water because he was so stunned with everything she was suggesting that there wasn’t much brainpower left for him.

Sighing, she watched as he stretched his body out on the stones. It didn’t escape her notice that he chose to lay out on the sharpest ones, the ones that would likely have cut her skin if she was the one stretched out on their surface. Instead, he took the brunt of that pain. If he even felt it at all.

But it lay his body out for her to play with, and she would not complain about that. Because... well, look at him.

All those muscles were flexed, primed, and ready for whatever she planned to do. Those slabs of muscles called to her. Maybe she’d drag her tongue between the grooves of his belly. Or dig her nails into the flat planes of his pecs that bounced just at the mere suggestion of her gaze. She supposed she could teasehim, tempt him, make him moan with every bit of what she did to him.

She hadn’t felt like this ever in her life. This sexual dominance had never been who she was, but with his gaze on her like that, as though she was the most beautiful woman on the planet, she felt like she could do anything.

Ace pulled her shirt off, up and over her head. She could feel his gaze trailing along her body and, for the first time in her life, she didn’t want to hide. She didn’t care if he saw the softness of her belly, or the rolls on the sides when she sat a certain way. All she cared about was that he burned for her. His gaze devoured every bit. He didn’t hesitate or skip over certain parts. He just looked at her and she could see the need in his eyes.

Those giant hands came up to cup her ribs, lifting her breasts and holding them together. “Look at you.”

Yes, she wanted him to look at her. She wanted him to luxuriate in everything she was, because right now, she felt powerful.

Leaning down, she kissed him. Their tongues tangled, the ridges on his giving her all kinds of ideas of how to use them. Because she already had before. She’d felt those ridges sliding through her folds and knew how incredible it felt for him to be between her thighs. But right now, she just wanted to enjoy the power.

So she leaned down and indulged her senses in every part of his body. She grabbed onto his flexing shoulders, feeling the sheer power in them as he held himself back. She slid down his body, writhing over the ridges of scales that pressed against her in all the right places. She did exactly as she’d wanted to, dragging her tongue between the hollows of his abs and tasting the brine of the sea on his skin.

Then she slid even farther down, finding the scales that hid his cocks from her sight. He was doing such a good job hidingthem, but up close, she could see the slightest parting of the scales where they pressed from deep inside.

“Are you going to let them out?” she rasped, her mouth already watering for them.

“I had planned on enjoying you for a little while first,” he growled, but then his hips bucked as though he couldn’t stop himself.

Her fingers toyed with the slight opening, sliding against the delicate flesh that was revealed beneath the scales. “What would happen if I licked you here? Would that feel good?”

He stared down the muscles of his body at her, already panting. Every breath flexed the gills at his ribs and still, he looked at her like he was starving. “I honestly don’t know,” he growled before they popped right out of those scales.

She’d forgotten how glorious his cocks were. Of course, she’d only seen them up close the once, but really she wasn’t sure how she’d forgotten the massive length of them. The gray skin glistened in the light, the slickness looking like oil in the sunlight. The sheen of them was even more captivating because she could only guess at how they would feel.

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