JADE
Heat floods me, and it’s not from the warm atmosphere in the pool room. I can feel something hard against my thigh, pressing underneath my stomach. Drekkan runs a hand over my bump and a groan escapes his lips.
“Filled with young.” Drekkan licks his lips, the sinful double tips of his tongue making an appearance and turning my insides to liquid.
He swirls his huge clawed fingertips over my skin, and he makes me look tiny. His gaze makes me feel desired and desirable.
“Come.” Drekkan takes my hand and helps me into the water.
It’s there I see it for the first time. His cock. The thing is absolutely huge. Baseball bat huge, “it’s-not-going-to-fit” huge. He could absolutely use it as a weapon of war, especially with the Jacob’s ladder piercings which run the length of the thing.
Pre-cum runs from it in a steady stream, creating a cloud of white in the water as he dips below the surface, and I follow him.
The water is deliciously warm and silky against my skin. I’d almost forgotten how wonderful it is to be almost weightless, my constantly protesting body suddenly calm as the water takesthe strain from my bones. It’s my turn to moan at the simple pleasure of being comfortable.
Drekkan is smoking like a chimney, taking in every aspect of me with flaming eyes. Behind him in the water, his tail slowly winds.
“Good?” he asks.
“So good.” I sigh. “I should have done this when I first arrived.”
“In your tiny aquium? I wouldn’t have let you,” Drekkan says, and the pool room fills with his growl. “This is the only place fit for my queen.”
He dips below the water, and for a second I lose sight of him. I was a good swimmer when I wasn’t massively pregnant, and I can feel my buoyancy has completely changed, so I don’t want to make any sudden movements.
Drekkan is here to shed. There’s nothing to say he’s going to do anything else to me.
Yeah, right. When he’s sporting the biggest erection this side of the Milky Way?
I rather dislike my internal monologue on these occasions. Especially as I know it’s right. Pregnancy hormones be damned, Drekkan is all day sex on legs and after what he did to me the other day, I’m willing to see if it will fit.
I’ve never shied from a challenge, after all.
A dark head emerges from the water next to me.
“How’s the shed?” I ask.
Drekkan lifts farther out of the water, and he has a pained expression which he tries to hide.
“I’ve had worse sheds,” he says, teeth gritted. “And I’ve had better.”
“Can I help?”
“I…can’t shift so well at the moment. My scales are too tight. Can you see if you can loosen them on my back?” he asks, almost shyly.
I spin him in the water. There’s a slight tear at the top of his neck, but it does look tight. I rub hard at the area. Drekkan moans my name under his breath, and then I feel the skin shift.
With a low roar, turning into a burble, he dives into the depths of the pool, swirling over and over until finally, something surfaces. Something which glitters in the lights of this room. It’s Drekkan’s shed. He is finally free of it.
And something else nudges between my thighs, pushing me open for him, allowing him access to swipe a tongue through my folds and send me spiraling at his touch. A strong hand has my back, stopping me from dropping into the water.
None of my other mated friends told me the Sarkarnii can breathe underwater, which is what Drekkan has to be doing as he laps me to a peak of ecstasy.
And then he stops. I grab at his head but he’s already coming up between my legs, leaving me breathless and wanting.
“Sweet little snack.” He licks his lips and puts a huge clawed hand under my chin while the other is around my waist, keeping me buoyant. “I rut for you. I need to be inside you,” he murmurs, planting a lingering kiss on my mouth and allowing me to taste myself on him.
Freed from his shed, his scales are gleaming iridescent red, with a glitter to them I want to touch over and over again. Drekkan grins at me with so much fang. He really wants me, big and pregnant as I am. It’s a turn on, not a turn off.