Page 61 of Monster's Pet

Aiden twined his tail around mine, our fins overlapping, and ran his fingers up my body to my head. He buried them in my hair, pulling me into a kiss. I let myself get swept away by our connection, him buried deep within me, our bodies rocking slightly with the motion of the water.

After a few moments, I noticed that his cock was feeling thicker, putting more pressure around the opening. Once I felt it, it was hard to ignore. The expansion got bigger and bigger until I couldn’t focus on the kiss anymore.

We broke apart, foreheads pressed together, both of us panting for non-existent air.

“What happen?” Aiden signed, looking to Rhea for explanation.

“Knot. Keep together. Humans have?” She looked confused.

Understanding broke across Aiden’s face. “No. I do. Beast form.”

“Much much much,” I signed repeatedly.God, Aiden,I mouthed at him, feeling overwhelmed.

“How pleasure her?” Aiden signed frantically. He finger-spelled the word “clit”, but Rhea didn’t understand. His fingers slipped between our bodies, rubbing over where we were joined.

His instincts seemed to be good, because the pain-pressure faded, overtaken by pleasure. “More,” I whimpered, but all that came out was a burble.

Aiden seemed to understand, because his other hand tweaked where my nipple would be, sending shockwaves through my system.

I pressed my lips back to his, desperately trying to reach the peak of my ecstasy without my usual methods available to me. “Come for me,” I moaned into Aiden’s mouth, not that he could understand the words. He could, however, hear the desperation in my non-verbal sounds.

After a few more breathless moments, he grunted and I could feel heat within me, sending me over my own peak.

We sank slowly to the floor of the building, still entwined.

“Beautiful,” Rhea signed, smiling happily. “Together.”

“Together,” I signed back weakly.

CHAPTER 17

The restof our group had left the mating area after only a few minutes of us kissing, fortunately, so we hadn’t had an audience for our educational session.

Breese, reclining against the wall, grinned at us lazily when we finally left the building. “Fun?” he signed.

Aiden flushed. “Yes.”

“Thank you,” I signed. “Learn lots.”

Breese laughed. “Come. Child school next.”

He led our group to one of the schools that were in the center of the town. It wasn’t like our own schools, with rows of desks. Here, the mer children learned their language, but they also learned how to take care of the sea creatures around them, how to grow and make food, and how to work with others.

We swam into the large room when they were in the middle of a singing lesson, the sounds more like whale song than human song.

When they were done, we all signed our applause, the water rippling with our movements.

The children in this class were all smaller than Merle, the child of the queen, but they greeted us eagerly, swimming circles around us until I felt a little dizzy.

Breese shooed them back over to their teacher. “Show what school like. Can’t if you play.”

The teacher smiled. “Normally, science now. But groom buildings today. Help?”

I had no idea what she meant, but nodded eagerly. “If you show, we help.”

We were led onto the roof of the school building, where the coral was thick with anemones.

“How science underwater?” I asked the teacher as I swam along beside her. “Chemistry? Physics?”

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