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In the shallow tide pools near the beach, she clung to me as I fucked her into oblivion. Her eyes rolled back, and I reveled in the way her cunt clenched around me. I wrung orgasm after orgasm from my exhausted mate, past the point of delirium.

The magic receding from her skin was a fucking relief.

I lost count of the times I came, and the sun was fading by the time Meg showed signs of needing real oxygen. “Let’s go back,” I finally told her, lifting her into my human arms and kissing her gently. She was limp and soft, curling toward me as we swam.

“Trin.”

“Mate.”

A little energy came back into her, and her mouth was on my neck, mimicking my suckers as I used them on her. “I love you.” She kissed the words onto my skin.

“I love you so fucking much, Meg. You have no idea.”

Her giggle made me hard all over again. “I kind of do, now.”

She was drunk on the frenzy and what was left of the venom. The way she was kissing under my jaw? I never wanted to stop. “Ariel tastes like wind,” she said quietly. “Do you taste like water?”

I chuckled. “I don’t know. I’ve never tasted myself.”

“I want to know.”

“You’re exhausted, Meg. I just fucked you for a full day.”

“One more.” She pulled herself up in my arms and kissed me, turning to me and wrapping her legs around my hips. “I can do one more. Let me.”

“How can I argue with that?”

She grinned, her eyes still shining and glazed. “I don’t think you can.”

“No. Hold on. We need to get you back near the surface, and then you can have your wicked way with me.”

I couldn’t even pull my cock back inside myself because it was so hard. It was raging and aching. “Can you feel that?”

“Mmm. It feels like you’re all coiled up like a spring, ready to be let out.”

“Pretty accurate. And that’s all because of you. Thinking about your mouth and what it does to me.”

We were in the tunnels, and I took the corners almost too quickly until we were back in the pool of her bedroom. “Don’t surface until you’re ready,” I warned her. “Or your lungs will take back your normal air.”

Meg kissed me, making our tongues dance together and sinking her hands through my hair. “Oh, I’m not going to surface for a minute,” she said, and I nearly came as my mate sank through the water and landed on her knees.

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

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MEGHAN

Isank through the tangle of Trin’s arms until my knees touched the bottom, and I was staring at his gorgeous, alien cock. By all rights it was too pretty to be a dick, but I was still high on his venom, and itwaspretty.

Trin was barely holding himself back. I felt it through our bond. Three of them were there now, the others in the background while Trin and I worked through the frenzy that came with mating.

Slipping my mouth over the head of his cock, I moaned. He was a fucking lollipop if there was an ocean lollipop. “You do taste like water,” I murmured, kissing down the side of his shaft. “So good.”

His laugh was strained. “Glad you think so.”

“Mmm.” I moved back to him and took him deeper. No part of me cared if it was because he was my mate or because I was high as hell on the aphrodisiac. He tasted fucking incredible, and I was going to swallow him whole.

The lights under his skin were glowing, surrounding me with whirling color that felt like an aurora.

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