Page 6 of Emerge

I stepped inside the shower, the warm water soaking through my sweats. "Ivy saw them. They were as real as real gets." I squatted in front of her and put my hand under her chin, bringing her gaze up to mine. "It's going to be fine."

"No, it's not! I'm a freak!" She pushed up off the floor and nearly slipped, clinging to my biceps to regain her balance.

"You aren't a freak." I held her steady and stepped under the warm water. She shuddered violently as her body reacted to the change in temperature. "If a few purple scales make you feel that way, how do you feel about me?"

She kept one hand on my biceps and brushed her hair out of her eyes. "You aren't a freak. You can shift all the way."

I cupped her cheek. "You're jealous?" I couldn't keep the amusement out of my voice, and she swatted my chest, keeping her hand there.

Her thumb swiped across my nipple, and I shut my eyes, savoring the feeling of her touch. I was in deep with this girl and I didn't know how to stop from going under.

A sudden sob caused my eyes to snap open and I caught her as her knees gave out. She started to ramble about the knife, her skin, her mom and Finn, and her life being a mess.

"Riley... Riley!" I lifted her, her legs automatically wrapping around me. I ignored the heat from her against me. I pushed her against the wall so I could free up my hands and put them on her cheeks. "Calm down. It's going to be all right."

She hiccupped. "Kiss me."

"Riley, I don't think-"

Her hands wrapped around the back of my neck and pulled me closer, kissing me with everything she had. I groaned, and my hands dropped down to her ass to hold her better. I wanted to carry her to her bed and hold her until she fell asleep, but I was also on board with what she wanted.

Our tongues twisted together as she rotated her hips and rubbed against my quickly growing erection. I had left my sweats on for a reason; I hadn't intended for this to happen.

I pushed at the elastic of the sweatpants, getting them down past my ass, then stepped on the legs, freeing myself of the heavy fabric. I pressed against her, the heat between her legs making me groan as I kissed down her neck and took her nipple in my mouth.

"Blake," she breathed as I swirled my tongue around the rosy point that begged me to bite it. "Oh, fuck."

She liked the biting. I grinned against her skin and switched to her other one, giving it the same attention. I let one leg go so she was standing with one leg wrapped around me still and ran my hand over her pussy. She was wet, and not just from the water beating against the side of us.

I brought my fingers to my lips and then shook my head. Her face fell and I grinned. "I told you I wanted to taste you with my mouth between your legs."

I lowered to my knees and brought her leg over my shoulder, pressing a hand against her stomach to keep her against the wall. I had dreamed of devouring her just like this, and I reveled in seeing her tremble as I kissed her inner thighs.

My fingers spread her pink lips, and I licked her sweet pussy, groaning as I got to her clit, and it pulsated against my tongue. She grabbed at my head, trying to grab hair that was too short to fist, and thrust her hips forward.

I pressed a finger against her tight entrance, and she groaned as I circled it before pushing in. My mouth latched onto her clit, and she trembled as I brought her to her peak.

"Blake, I need you inside me." She was nearly bent over with her hands on my shoulders as she came down from her orgasm.

I stood and lifted her again. She kissed me, unbothered by her own taste, and my cock hardened even further as her tongue delved into my mouth. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I reached down to line myself up with her entrance.

Her heat engulfed me as I slid in smoothly. She felt like a dream as her muscles clenched around me. I rolled my hips over and over as she put her head back against the shower wall, a look of bliss on her face.

All of our worries were forgotten in that moment. There were no scales appearing on her legs, Morgan wasn't recovering from a partial tail amputation, the knife that was meant to keep her sane wasn't with a psychopath.

"Touch yourself, baby." I kissed along her shoulder. "Let me feel you orgasm around me."

She reached between us, rubbing her clit and her eyes rolled back as her pussy squeezed me tight. My thrusts became more dire as I chased my orgasm.

She screamed my name as I thrust one last time, spilling inside her as I buried my face in her neck.

I was lost to this woman.

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