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CHAPTER 19
ISLA
I hadno time to react to Mikas’s words, growl, or sudden movement before he sliced through the water’s surface in a perfect dive and disappeared into the pool’s depths.
This was only the second time I’d seen him move faster than was humanly possible. But unlike how quickly he’d reacted to defend us in Ycari’s back room when the warning light flashed, this time he was reacting to me, and it sent a rush of need straight to my core.
As I turned to put my back to the basking stones, he surfaced as quickly as he’d vanished, his hot body sliding up mine until his head and shoulders emerged. He was grinning, his sharp teeth and fangs on full display. I shivered with desire.
Each of his cocks was lovely and thick, with the same iridescent scale pattern that covered him. But unlike the rest of his body, the flesh of his cocks and balls appeared smooth, other than the many textured nubs and bumps along the length of each cock. In particular, imagining how the bumps just behindhis cock heads would feel inside me made me squeeze my thighs together.
Gods above, I wanted him. My pussy clenched and gushed at the thought of him taking me with those beautiful, thick cocks.
He nudged me until my back pressed against the smooth stones that formed the side of the pool, and then with his hands on my waist he guided me closer to the waterfall until my ass rested on a little outcropping of rock. It wasn’t very big, but it would support me so I didn’t have to tread water.
With one hand on a basking stone above us, Mikas cupped the back of my head and kissed me again before trailing his hot lips along my jaw and down the side of my neck. And though his body brushed mine, he seemed to be holding back.
“My Isla,” he murmured, his gaze locked on mine. “Do you want my touches?”
Couldn’t he tell how much I desired him? I trembled at every movement of his hands and mouth, and doubly so at the sensation of his bare hip against my leg. My scent had to make my level of arousal as clear as this water.
Maybe he wanted to hear me say it, not just because he valued my choices as much as I did, but because he’d waited for so long to hear the words. And I found I wanted to say them too.
I cupped his face in my hands and ran the pad of my thumb over his lower lip. “Yes, I want your touches,” I said. “I want your mouth, your hands, your arms and legs, your chest, your cocks, and your incredibly breathtaking ass. I want all of you, just as you are.”
Mikas smiled, this time with sweet affection rather than his much more carnal grin. “You think my ass is breathtaking?”
I sighed in mock exasperation. “That’s what you heard out of what I said?”
His smile became a look so tender that my heart fluttered. “I heard you say you wanted all of me, just as I am. And that ishow you will have me.” He rested his forehead against mine. “Eyes on me, Isla. Open your legs.”
I obeyed.
His hand traveled languidly from my knee along my inner thigh, brushing my skin lightly to make me quiver and let out little sounds. And he never looked away, as if he wanted to watch every tiny reaction.
His fingertip ghosted along my slit, stroking gently without penetrating. I moaned. “Mikas…”
“Already you whisper my name,” he said, his lips brushing my ear. “I dreamed of this last night, hearing you call for me.”
His finger slipped between my folds, stroking and exploring as I trembled. “You are very slick,” he murmured. “I like this silky liquid you make for me. It is your own perfect perfume. To me, you need no other.”
I thought of my treasured bespoke Engareni perfume, still nestled safely in my bag and all but forgotten. Something told me he’d love it if I did, no matter what he thought of my own natural scents?—
—But then his thick fingertip slipped inside me, and all other thoughts evaporated.
Gentle and purposeful, he dipped his finger deeper with each little pump. I whimpered for more, so he added a second finger, stretching me and stroking faster.
When I gasped and shuddered, he made a sound low in his throat and focused his attention on that spot, his fingertips curled inside me. My hips moved and my head fell back.
“Eyes open,” he reminded me, his mouth against my ear. “Look at me, Isla. I want you to see me when you come.”
Gasping and whimpering, I stared into his dark eyes and rode his fingers, grinding against them and crying out, the pitch of my voice rising as my orgasm built. Oh, gods. Oh godsoh gods…
“Squeeze my fingers,” Mikas rumbled, cupping my chin withhis free hand so I couldn’t look away. “Sing for me, my beautiful mate.”
I came hard with guttural wails, my fingernails digging into his shoulders as all my muscles clenched.
“Yes,” he growled. “Drench me with your sweet nectar, Isla. Give it all to your mate.”
