Page 30 of Where the Current Takes Him
“No.” The hand began a gentle coaxing motion, skating along Beau’s belly as it did. “You were built for this, my Omega. You were built to take my cock again and again.”
Beau’s heart stuttered over the words “my Omega,” but the haze of lust clouded any thought processes beyond that. In one swift motion, Loriun twisted Beau onto his back. He hit the mattress with a startled yelp. The Alpha loomed over him, fins flared and tapered member rock hard.
Beau had never seen something so inhumanly beautiful.
“I’ve been doing this your way, Beau,” Loriun said in a low, gravelly tone. “But now, it’s my turn.”
Before Beau could ask what that was supposed to mean, Loriun yanked him up into his arms, as if he were little more than a rag doll. The Mer flung the bedroom door open and prowled toward the pool of sea washing gently into the living room.
Oh.Any other time, he’d be hesitant to plunge into cold water for the purposes of sex, but his scalding skin sang at the very thought.
Loriun tightened his grip and stepped down into the waves. A little bench, perfect for a human companion, lay below the surface.
Beau let out a shaky sigh at the blissful sensation of the cool water. Loriun settled him onto the smooth, shell-like seat, then vanished into the depths.
“Loriun?” Beau whimpered. Despite the cooling salt water, the aching throb in his cock had returned with a vengeance. His hand didn’t even require a conscious thought to reach down and begin stroking. Beau tipped his head back onto the little wall behind him. He closed his eyes and focused on the waves of pleasure his hand wrung from his body, and the tiny splashes that glanced off his skin.
“Loriun…” Beau’s call was more of a plea this time.
A rush of water heralded the Mer’s return. Beau’s fist froze and he temporarily forgot how to speak.
Loriun had shifted into full Mer form. Radiant scales of vibrant turquoise patterned most of his body, accented with scarlet fins and slashes of crimson markings. His eyes were that of a starving beast as he swam closer to his quarry. Behind him, Beau could see a long, flexible tail like a brilliant streamer spilling out into the sea.
“I will have you here, in the embrace of the sea,” Loriun murmured. His hands found the tops of Beau’s thighs. He shivered with need at the touch.
“Okay,” Beau whispered. He released his grip on his own agonizingly hard cock and reached for the pale pink, unsheathed gift before him. He was rewarded with an intoxicating groan that sent vibrating ripples across the water’s surface. His fingertips barely touched by the time he reached the impossibly thick base. A shudder that had nothing to do with the temperature of the water gripped him.
Loriun’s hand clamped around Beau’s wrist. “Reach behind your head and hold the edge of the wall.”
Beau obeyed, shaking fingers clasping the pool’s edge.
“You will not let go until I tell you. Say it.”
“I will not let go,” he whispered back.
The growl of satisfaction sent shockwaves down Beau’s body.
“Good.”
Powerful, webbed hands lifted Beau’s hips off the bench. Loriun pulled his lower body deeper into the pool, settling his hips against Beau’s ass.
Beau gasped at the hardness in his cleft, moving slowly against his hole. Loriun teased him, grinding the underside of his cock against the entrance Beau so desperately needed him to fill. He whined, rolling his hips against his Alpha’s length.
Loriun gave a low laugh. “Needy, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” Beau gasped. His pleas were lost to a groan as Loriun slid his hand around Beau’s cock. He began to pump it, torturously slow, in time with his hips moving against Beau’s ass.
Beau squirmed and twisted, trying to find the friction and fullness he needed without disobeying his orders to hold the edge of the pool. At last, Loriun positioned himself, entering Beau’s slick-soaked hole with frustrating care.
“I’m not going to break,” he snapped. “God Loriun, justfuckme.”
Loriun hissed and jerked his hips forward. Beau cried out as the thick base of the Mer’s cock stretched him to his limits.
“Let go,” Loriun gritted out. Beau obeyed instantly, allowing himself to drift into the water, held afloat by the Mer. Loriun’s fingers dug into Beau’s hips, pressing their bodies together. The Alpha began to thrust in earnest, pounding so deep into Beau that his vision began to white out. He could no longer tell whose moans were whose, nor did he care. All that mattered was that he was being filled as he had never been before.
A sudden, hot wave of pleasure radiated from the junction of his left shoulder and neck. Needing something to bite down on, Beau’s teeth found the Mer’s shoulder, muffling a scream. He felt Loriun’s voice rumble under his lips.
The tension building in him was like fire turning his blood to steam, threatening to burst from his body. He groaned, moving his own body in tandem with Loriun’s, riding the enormous Mer cock straight to the edge of a bottomless cliff.
