Page 61 of Echoes of the Tide

“And I forget you are...”

That stare turned heated. He could see the desire in her eyes right before she looked away. Like the thought of him being different had made her...

No, that wasn’t possible. But wasn’t that also how he’d seen it last time? It was like she found him more attractive when he was just himself. As different as that was. As strange as it must be to her.

His kefi was more interested in moments like this. Small moments where they were together. She didn’t care if he was bigor terrifying, nor did she care if he could provide for her. She just wanted quiet memories between the two of them, and for him to make her laugh.

Fuck. How was he supposed to deny her when she saw so much more of him than he’d ever dreamt any female could?

Sighing, he put the fish down and watched her eat. It should have made her uncomfortable, but he could see her doing the same motion she’d done before. Pressing those thick thighs against each other as though she could hold herself together just through sheer will.

By the time she’d finished eating, the heating unit had turned on. Tera was still doing something with the control panel, but he could feel the warm air billowing into the room. Perfect. Because what he had planned to do would require her to be warm.

“Ace?” he finally said, watching as she washed her hands off in the emergency hatch opening.

“Yes?”

“Come here.”

A shudder danced through her, and he could see all those little bumps rise on her skin again. But she turned toward him, heat in her eyes and her breath coming quicker. “Why?”

“You know why.”

“Tell me anyway.” She sauntered toward him, a confidence in her hips that he hadn’t seen before. Then she placed her fingers on his shoulders, dancing up to the fins on his throat.

He arched into her touch, already hard behind the scales that kept him safe from her gaze. “You made a promise, didn’t you?”

“Oh, and you think you deserve to have that promise fulfilled?”

He’d saved her life multiple times, so he thought maybe he did. But he didn’t want to ruin this moment. Not when he knew that it was so tenuous and he wanted this to happen so dearly.So he arched into her touch, leaning back against the equipment that dug into his spine.

He hit something that made all the lights turn out in the room. Blinking in the darkness, he watched her lean around him, set her glasses on the back of the console, and hit another button. Instead of the blinding lights overhead, the only light that came on was the red emergency light. It bathed her body in sensuous colors as she placed her feet on either side of his tail.

Gills already fluttering, he watched as she sank onto her knees. The heat of her pressed against his tail and he nearly lost his mind, but it was more than that. It was her hungry gaze on his chest, the way her hands slid down the planes of muscles and teased his abs until they flexed against her touch. It was the way she leaned down and her hot breath skated over his chilled flesh.

“Breathe,” she whispered against his skin, pressing kisses down his torso in a way that made it hard to see.

Breathe? He couldn’t think about breathing when her hands were everywhere. Nor when those talented little fingers brushed against his gills along his ribs and made the world go black.

“Maketes,” she whispered, and he had to open his eyes at that sultry siren song. And he was treated to the best view he’d ever had in his life.

She had her belly against his tail, that glorious ass perked up in the air. All he could see was the round swells of it, the beauty of those globes that already had his mouth watering. The softness of her breasts pressed against him, and he could see how they were also pressed up higher. Her hands were stroking the scales of his tail, not quite in the right spot, but close.

“I know you have two,” she murmured. “Can I please see them this time?”

See them?

Right, she wanted... Fuck.

He swallowed hard and released the tension of the muscles that held his cocks in. They extruded, already glistening with pre-cum and pure need. He’d thought maybe it would startle her, but instead, her eyes only widened. That was it.

Her hand came around the top one. He bucked against her firm grip, a low hiss escaping him as he slid into her grip. It was beyond what he had ever experienced. Her fingers were so tight. The pressure that built just from that single touch was beyond what he had ever felt by himself.

“Easy,” she murmured, her breath fanning over the tip. “We’re just getting started.”

And then she swirled her tongue around him.

He saw stars. Back arching, hands grabbing at nothing, stars that only got even more powerful as she drew him into her mouth. That wicked tongue kept moving, swirling around him and then flattening along the base. She sucked harder than her fingers had grabbed him, drawing him deeper down her throat until he was certain this would be the death of him.

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