Page 86 of Call of the Fathoms

Humans were delicate, he reminded himself as a haze appeared in front of his eyes while he tongued her. His jaws ached to open even wider, draw her deeper into his mouth until he was coated with the taste of her. He wanted to spread her across his chest, bury her beneath his scales, so he would never forget this moment as her thighs trapped his head between them.

It wasn’t enough. It wasn’t nearly enough.

Grabbing onto her hips so hard his claws drew blood, he looked up at her and waited until her gaze met his. “Breathe,” he reminded her, before plunging his tongue deep inside her pussy.

Thirty-Five

Alexia

She wasn’t sure what was even happening to her body. Everything was on fire and somehow ice cold at the same time. She couldn’t focus on anything other than the feeling of him between her thighs. His ridged tongue, with all those bumps, was doing things to her sanity. She was breathing so hard it was like she had gone on a run.

Then his hands came up along her sides, and those claws scraped her skin. She saw stars as he suddenly sank his tongue inside of her. She could feel every single one of those ridges as he pulled his tongue back out and then sank back in again.

“Fuck,” she whimpered. There were no other words. Just the incandescent feeling of her body tightening, coiling, just as he had taught her it could do before. It spun tighter, even more impossibly needy, no matter what he did. His tongue rolled, his fingers pressed that button at the top of her slit, which had been so pleasurable when she’d touched it herself.

Then one of those clawed hands reached up and grasped her breast, his thumb toying with her nipple while all the other sensations made it hard to even breathe.

And then it all turned white hot, just as it had before. She knew, without a doubt, that he was going to make her come. She’d done it before, and now it was happening again. But somehow, it was so muchmorewhen another person made her feel this way. The out-of-control sensation just kept going, building more and more until she thought she might break from it.

She came with a harsh curse and a gasp that made her chest ache. Every muscle in her body tensed as she rode the wave of pleasure and ground down on his face. He groaned into her and she knew it was because he was enjoying her pleasure just as much as she was. And that made it last even longer. She couldn’t breathe. She could barely exist. This was all because of his doing, the first and the second time, and she was just...

Incapable of speech, Alexia realized as she spiraled down from that high.

This time, though, she hadn’t felt the splatter of his release as well. And when she opened her eyes, she could see that he hadn’t come as she had expected him to. Instead, all she could see were the twin cocks that were harder than she remembered them being the last time. They looked painful, pale in coloring, but still so solid they must hurt.

“I want to touch you,” she rasped. “It hasn’t been fair that you’ve only touched me so far.”

She could see the argument in his head. He didn’t want her to touch him, because he was clearly enjoying himself. But desire won over. He slid his hands underneath her arms and lifted her as he rolled onto his back. So easily. All it took was movement, and suddenly she was on her hands and knees over him. He wasstill between her legs, but now she was at eye level with his cocks and the flexing muscles of his abs.

Now that was a sight. Alexia hadn’t ever thought she would be attracted to cocks. She’d seen human cocks plenty of times in her life, and they were always rather disappointing, flaccid things. The way they hung between a man’s legs or their size when they were hard had not intrigued her.

But these? These were impressively large, with a tapered end that made her certain she could make them fit, even if it was her first time. All she would need to do was take it slow.

Licking her lips, she tried something she had seen Harlow do many times. Swirling her tongue around the head of his cock, she took just the tip into her mouth. In truth, that was all she could do. Swirling her tongue, she hollowed out her cheeks and sucked as hard as she could.

His hips bucked, and he grabbed the back of her head, fingers lacing in her hair as he tugged her back. “Easy, virago, or this will be over far too soon.”

She liked the sound of that, though. She wanted him to be incapable of thought, just like he had made her. She wanted him to be incomprehensible because of the things she did to him with her hands and tongue.

Wrapping both her hands around the base of him, she moved them up and down his impressive length. “Is this better?”

Their eyes locked, and she could see how close he was to losing control. “Careful,” he murmured. “I don’t know what I’ll do if I lose control.”

“Hopefully something incredible,” she murmured, before sucking him back into her mouth.

Fuck being careful. Fuck his feelings of taking this slow and savoring the moment. Alexia didn’t want to do either of those. She wanted him to pound into her. She wanted those claws digging into her skin and drawing blood while he sank betweenher thighs with these cocks. He’d already made her come. Surely he knew that she wanted more than just that.

So as she teased him, tormented him, licked and sucked until she had already gotten herself even more soaking wet than before, she tried hard not to think about what he was doing.

Because he’d sank his tongue back inside her. He swirled it, stretching her muscles as though he were trying to prepare her for what would come. His fingers weren’t quite enough, she knew that. The webs that were between them would make it hard for him to insert anything more than a claw and the first joint. Not enough to prepare her for these cocks.

Which she wanted him to use. Now. Sooner. Why were they still waiting?

Moaning around the thickness of him in her mouth, she finally pulled back. A string of drool connected her lips to the tip, and she realized she had never seen anything so viscerally sexy.

He drew back to stare at her, and she was certain he felt the same way. His abs flexed even more, his lips parting as he fought with himself to gain any semblance of control. But she didn’t want him to have control.

So she darted out her tongue and licked away the string, leaning down to press her tongue against the small hole at the tip of his cock.

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