Page 5 of The Mountain Merman's Curvy Bride

“Show me who you are.”

I walk to the edge of the lake and rush in. The water chills my body for a moment but as soon as I shift into merman form I feel at home. Paige runs to the edge of the lake and waves at me, a huge grin across her face. No one has ever looked at me like this before. I swim around for her, plunge deep, and then breach into the air. I hear laughter and Paige shouting.

“Holy shit!”

I shift back into human form and slowly walk back to her on the land. Paige runs up to me and grabs the sides of my face.

“I have never seen anything so beautiful.”

“Are you sure?”

I sound gruff, I realize. I am so out of my element with this woman.

“Damn right I’m sure.”

Paige stands before me and lightly touches my dripping wet chest. She looks up at me and says, “I want to kiss you. May I kiss you?”

I think I answer but the next thing I know our lips are pressing together, hungry and frantic. She opens her mouth for me and I slide my tongue in, tasting strawberries and wine. Her large breasts are pressed up against me, with her shirt wet from my body. I explore her chin, neck, and clavicle with my mouth and tongue as she moans softly in my ear. I am aware of nothing but her body. I slide my hand over her covered nipple, feeling it harden with my touch. Paige’s moans become stronger but are suddenly interrupted with a loud thunderclap.

We both look up, surprised. Dark clouds have taken the sunny day away and fat drops of rain start to pelt us. Paige shrieks as the rain starts coming down in buckets. I grab her hand and we race back up to the cabin.

4

Paige

I have never been so turnedon by a man as I am with Lachlan Atwater.

I would have expected his transformation into a merman before my eyes to amaze me but I did not expect my panties to become wet. As he walked back to me on the shore, my pussy started throbbing. Lachlan stood before me, naked, dripping wet, and chiseled. His cock was just as hard as it was before he jumped into the water. I wanted to swirl my tongue around it and make him groan.

I’ve never made the first move with a guy before but I knew this man belonged to me. I must have him. Taste him.

And taste him I did. Lachlan’s lips were flavored like red wine and salt from the cheese. I pressed into him, enjoying his mouth explore my neck while his hands woke up my nipples. Then the sky opened up and fell on our heads.

In the living room, we watch the rain come down in sheets. Lachlan mutters about how the storm was supposed to miss us and go North but apparently the meteorologists got this one wrong. He covers up his firm ass and thick length with a throw blanket from the couch then starts a fire.

“You’re shivering. I am going to draw you a bath.”

“Th-th-thank you,” I say, through chattering teeth.

The soak warms me to my bones. I dry off and throw on the flannel shirt he left me. It wears like a short dress. He also left me warm wool socks. This guy has a gruff exterior but he sure knows how to take care of me.

I return to the living room to find him dressed and listening to the radio.

“The road you take off the mountain is washed out. It’s not safe for you to go home today.”

“Oh.”

I feel a bit awkward. I have no idea if Lachlan is OK with me staying over when we literally just met.

“You’ll take my bed and I’ll take the couch.”

I can’t help but laugh. There’s no way this 6’ 5” man can comfortably sleep on this couch.

“I’ll take the couch. I am not kicking you out of your own bed.”

Lachlan opens his mouth to respond when the lights go out. The storm continues to rage outside, providing little light. He shuffles in a drawer and sets up some candles.

“OK, well, I am not having a lady sleep on my couch. Although, now that the electricity is out it may also get cold in here. This fireplace only provides so much heat.”

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