Page 59 of Poseidon's Island Flower

They would be in the background, not showing themselves unless I deemed it was alright. I would have to test Lani, see if she could withstand the shock of plummeting deep beneath the surface along with seeing creatures that only existed in fairytales.

I turned my back from her, rummaging through a bag I brought on board. I was looking for towels to have ready for when we returned. She would be cold when we resurfaced. As I turned around to place them on the bench where we sat on our ride here, I found my mate bent over the boat, looking into the water.

My mate bending over in a swimsuit would stir my cock. I had become accustomed to the lack of clothes and prided myself on hiding my erection before entering the water. But the sight before me was much different than I expected.

Lani had carelessly left her sarong on the floor of the boat. She was leaning over the water, dunking her hand below the surface. “Wow, the water is really warm out here, all things considered. Is it a current or–”

I dropped the towels, my body stiff as one of Lani’s surf boards. She was wearing a suit that trailed up between her cheeks and left most of her skin on display.

I couldn’t form words in my head.

Strom and Teritris leaned over on each side of the boat’s steering. Their mouths hung open, and I hissed in warning. I stomped to the other side of the boat, Lani still hanging over the edge obliviously babbling about the water, and took them both by the scruff of the neck and threw them far out into the ocean.

They were fifty feet out now; the splash was muffled by the wind and the idling motor.

“Cy, what’s wrong?” Lani sat up and turned toward me.

Fates, even the side view of her buttocks was luscious.

I gripped the wheel, tapping my fingers around the smooth wood. My erection couldn’t be concealed, and I was glued to the spot. I had never been so…hard. When I was in the water, I could hide it. My suit would rise, and she wouldn’t be able to see the thing but now, on the boat? I had nowhere to go.

Lani smiled, taking slow calculated steps to the back of the boat. Her hips swayed, and her breasts bounced as she rounded the cabin.

I stayed in place, watching the thin strips of her bathing suit that barely covered the front of her body. Her breasts were spilling over the sides, and the tied string was pulled up close to her waist. A small tattoo of a yellow plumeria sat on her hip.

My panting quickened, and my hands gripped the wheel until I heard it groan.

“What's the matter, Cy?” I felt her presence as she came closer, and I could sense the light caress of her fingers against my shoulders. “Do you not like my suit?” She gave a tiny pout, her lower lip quivering playfully.

I bit my cheek, screwed my eyes shut and shakily pointed to another bag on the boat filled with wetsuits.

This woman was going to kill me. I didn’t have time to relieve myself this morning after cuddling her all night, and my balls felt heavy with want. If she didn’t get away from me, I might very well explode in my suit. And Zeus said that it is very unattractive to blow your load this soon.

“There are some wetsuits over there. I’d hate for you to get cold,” I muttered. I pushed my cock into the enormous steering wheel, trying to get friction from my throbbing shaft.

Lani shook her head. “I tested the water. It feels awkwardly warm out here.” Her index and middle finger walked across my shoulders, around my neck and to the other side of my body. She leaned in closer. She whispered softly into my ear, “I don’t think I’ll need it.” Her breath tickled my skin as she nibbled my earlobe.

Jumping jellyfish. My swordfish will not make it.

I whimpered, grabbing mycock.

Why did it feel so good to say that word?

“You didn’t answer me, Cy. Do you like it?” She cooed at me.

I nodded furiously, keeping my eyes closed and tried to think of old hairy men naked at the polar ice caps.

“Then why won’t you look at me?” She pushed my shoulder to turn me away from the wheel. I followed, allowing her to see my problem.

I felt the heat of embarrassment rising up my face, turning it a deep shade of scarlet.

“Come on, open your eyes, my little Poseidon.” She cupped my face, and my eyes flew open as she said my name. “You like that name?” She tilted her head playfully. “It suits you, since you like the ocean so much.”

I let out a breath of relief and nodded.

Lani pulled my head down for a kiss and tugged at my lips with her teeth. I followed her ministrations and let her guide my hands to where she wanted them to go. They didn’t go to her waist, but behind her lower back as she slowly slid them down to her backside.

I’m touching her butt.

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