Page 6 of The Mountain Merman's Curvy Bride

I can’t believe I am about to offer this, since we just met, but I suggest, “Why don’t we both sleep in the bed. We can have our own blankets but our body heat should also help keep us warm?”

Lachlan looks at me, a brief moment of hunger flashes in his eyes.

“I will be a gentleman, of course. I think that’s probably the best idea. Let me find some extra blankets before it gets even darker.”

The lights do not come back on so we head to bed early. My entire body feels alive knowing he’s within touching distance but I tell myself that even though we have been matched we shouldn’t throw caution to the wind. The rain continues to come down hard outside.

“I love the sound of rain,” I admit, quietly, into the dark.

“Me too.”

I feel him shift so that he seems to be facing me.

“Do you come down the mountain a lot?”

“Only when I have to. My brother Murphy lives in the water near your town but my other two brothers live up here.”

We talk into the night. Lachlan has a dry sense of humor that cracks me up. At one point, mid-laugh, I feel his hand reach out to me. I take it and we lie on the bed in silence. The rain is slowing down outside, dancing on the window. My eyes grow heavy.

I wake to a weak light coming in through the window. We are no longer holding hands. Both of us shifted during the night. I get up and tiptoe to the bathroom.

When I come out, Lachlan is sitting up in bed. The morning light illuminates the muscles on his bare chest and I catch my breath.

“I don’t understand how Liora knew I’d fall for you,” I blurt out.

“You’ve fallen for me?”

Lachlan smiles at me and gets out of bed. He walks to where I stand and pulls my hips toward him.

“Yes. I don’t know how she knew but you’re the man for me, Lachlan Atwater.”

He tilts my chin up and brushes his lips across mine.

We kiss each other hungrily as he fumbles with the buttons of my flannel. My shirt falls to the floor and Lachlan takes in my naked body with the eyes of a famished wolf.

“Damn, you’re breathtaking,” he whispers as he takes my nipple into his mouth.

I moan loudly as he sucks and licks my nipple while lightly pinching the other one. I slowly sit on the bed and guide him onto me. He squeezes my tits together, licking back and forth between each nipple while grinding his rock hard bulge in between my thighs. I try to shimmy his gray sweatpants off but he holds up a finger.

“Hold on, boo, I need to explore some more first.”

Lachlan slowly kisses down my round stomach, mumbling about how soft my skin is. He kisses the insides of my thighs and lightly bites them with his lips. He takes his big, strong hands and pushes my knees open while dropping his open mouth onto my pussy.

“Holy,” I moan out when he starts to twirl his tongue around my clit. He sucks on it, flicking it with his rhythmic tongue. He is reading my body’s reactions. I am loudly praising a god I don’t believe in when my orgasm comes crashing down all over me. My knees clamp shut and he pries his head free, laughing.

“Oh no, I’m sorry,” I giggle into his shoulder when he scooches up to me on the bed.

“Are you kidding? Nearly getting my head popped off is quite the compliment,” Lachlan’s hazel eyes crinkled as he grins at me.

I start kissing him, getting up on my knees.

“OK, sir, time to retire the sweatpants.”

After I pull off his pants, I climbed on top of him, sliding my wet pussy along his hard shaft. Back and forth, getting a little closer to his head entering into me each time.

“You tease,” he says in a husky voice, slapping my round ass.

“I do,” I respond as I slide his cock into me. Lachlan lets out a long groan.

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