Page 5 of Monsters in Love: Lost in the Deeps

“My seed has magical properties, and it will allow you to breathe, yes. There isn’t another way…unless I completely mated you. But then I could not release you back to land. At least, not unless I knew you would return to me… So. Will you go on a date with me?”

A date.

A date with a sea creature.

A date that started with me giving him a blow job.

Today had really turned into something else.

“I have to…I have to taste your cum…to touch your cock…”

“Yes.”

We stared at each other for one second…two…

“I promise that I will reciprocate if you allow me,” he chuckled.

“How do I know you’re telling the truth and not just trying to get a free blow job?”

“Because I’ve been waiting for you for centuries and I will do everything I can to show you that you’remine. Will you go out with me?”

We held each other’s gaze. He was offering to show me something I didn’t even know existed. Perhaps I could figure out who killed my friend all of those years ago…

“I will protect you,” he said earnestly. “And I promise it will be a date you’ll never forget.”

“Okay,” I finally said.

That was all the convincing I needed to suck off a merman, apparently.

“What even is your name?” I asked.

“Nerio,” he answered. “And yours?”

“Ofelia,” I whispered. “If you try anything fishy, then the deal is off. But I’d like to see what’s below the surface…”

Even if it was a risk.

“Deal, Ofelia,” he whispered.

I leaned down, running my hand back over the scales around his hips. They were soft to the touch. The slit parted more, and I gasped as his cock fully emerged, growing harder. It was dark blue with round ridges along the bottom. I ran my fingertips over them and gasped as they vibrated.

Not only was I about to blow a merman and be able to breathe underwater, I was about to blow a merman with a cock that should have belonged in my top drawer.

One hell of a way to start a first date.

Nerio

Her touchalone made the end of my tail lift and slap the sand, a groan leaving me as her hot mouth closed around the head of my cock. She stroked faster, my cock vibrating in her grip as she began to suck.

My plan had worked. The Barista had brought her to me, and she wantedme. She was truly meant to be mine.

I would do anything to make her happy.

Ofelia’s name was branded into my mind as she sucked, taking my cock further into her hot little mouth. I wanted to pull her on top of me, to bring her every form of pleasure I could.

But not until she wanted me to.

“I can’t last much longer,” I rasped. “I want to cum in your mouth and take you to my home.”

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