Page 57 of Ocean's Whisper

"Let me see all of you," he murmured, his voice thick with hunger. She nodded, her breath coming in short gasps as heslowly peeled off her turquoise bikini. He tossed it aside, his gaze devouring her naked form. She was perfect—her full breasts, the delicate curve of her stomach, and the way her hips flared just enough to drive him wild. He leaned down, trailing kisses along her collarbone, her shoulders, and the swell of her breasts.

"You're so beautiful," he said, his deep voice rough with need. "Every inch of your body."

Her fingers tangled in his hair as he moved lower, his lips brushing over the curve of her stomach. He loved the way her body responded to him—the way her breath hitched, the way her skin flushed, and the way she squirmed beneath him. He soon reached the apex of her thighs, her wetness a clear sign of how much she wanted him. He inhaled deeply, her scent intoxicating, and he couldn’t wait any longer.

"Look at me," he commanded, his voice firm yet tender.

Her eyes fluttered open, locking with his. He held her gaze as he slowly licked her sensitive folds, savoring the taste of her. She gasped, her hips bucking against his mouth, but he pinned her down with a firm hand on her stomach. He teased her, alternating between soft licks and slow sucks, drawing out her pleasure until she was writhing beneath him.

"Nereus, please," she begged, her voice trembling. "I need more."

He chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating against her skin. "Patience, my Luna," he murmured, before diving back in with primal hunger. He licked and sucked her with fervor, his tongue flicking rapidly over her clit, and his fingers teasing her entrance. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, and he knew she was close.

"Come for me," he growled against her.

She obeyed, her body arching off the bed as she screamed out her pleasure. He didn't stop, though, drawing out her orgasm until she was trembling, her spent body falling back onto thebed. He kissed his way back up her body, savoring the taste of her on his lips. When he reached her face, she pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues tangling as she tasted herself on him.

She pushed him back against the bed, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "My turn," she whispered, her voice sultry.

He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh? And what do you plan to do?"

She didn't answer, just kissed her way down his chest, her lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. When she reached his large throbbing member, she looked up at him, her eyes dark with desire. "May I?"

He let out a low groan. "You don't need to ask," he said, his voice thick with need.

She licked her lips, her eyes devouring him, and he nearly lost control right then and there. But he held on, watching her as she slowly licked the length of him, her tongue swirling around the tip. He groaned loudly, his fingers tangling in her hair as she took him into her mouth.

She worked him with a rhythm that had him seeing stars, her hand moving in sync with her mouth. He could feel the pressure building, the pleasure coiling in his gut, but he wasn't ready to let go. Not yet.

"Wait," he gasped, pulling her away gently. She looked up, her lips swollen, her eyes filled with confusion.

"What's wrong?" she asked, her voice breathless.

"Nothing's wrong," he said gently. "I just want to savor this night."

She smiled, her eyes softening as she climbed back up his body, her curves pressing against him. "Then let's savor it together," she whispered in his ear, her breath hot against his neck.

Her body was a masterpiece above him. Her curves glowed in the moonlight that streamed in through the yacht’s porthole. His hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft skin as she straddled him. Her eyes locked onto his, her hair cascading over her shoulders.

She then leaned down, her breasts brushing against his chest, and captured his lips in a searing kiss. Her tongue slid against his, and he groaned, his hands moving up her back to tangle in her hair. She pulled away slightly, her breath hot against his skin, and whispered, "I want to feel all of you inside me."

His large member throbbed at her words, and he watched as she positioned herself above him. She took him in her hand, guiding him to her entrance, and slowly sank down onto him. Her tight, wet heat enveloped him, and he let out a guttural growl, his hands gripping her hips tighter.

"Isolde," he growled, his voice rough with primal need. "You feel so good."

She moaned, her head falling back as she took him completely inside her. "I love how big you are," she breathed, her voice trembling with pleasure. "You fill me so perfectly."

His wolf stirred inside him, primal and possessive, as he watched her adjust to his size. Her body was made for him, and he couldn't wait to claim her fully tonight as his mate. But he forced himself to be patient, letting her set the pace.

She began to move, her hips rolling in a slow, sensual rhythm that had him seeing stars again. Her hands rested on his chest, her nails digging into his skin as she moaned his name.

"Nereus," she breathed.

"That's it, my Luna," he encouraged, his hands moving to her ass, squeezing the soft flesh. "Take what you need from me."

Her pace quickened, her movements becoming more urgent as she rode him with wild abandon. Her moans filled the cabin,and Nereus could feel her walls tightening around him, signaling her impending climax.

"Nereus," she gasped, her body trembling. "I'm so close."

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