Page 54 of Unmoored

“But I do know that I don’t want to do any of it without you,” she continued, and it felt as if my heart skipped a few beats. “You’ve been the only constant in my life for over two years now. I dreamt of you every night while in the godforsaken hospital, the mere idea of you enough to keep me somewhat sane. In my soul, I knew you were out there, and I longed for you. Here, though circumstances were not ideal in the beginning, you’ve defended me at every obstacle. I’ve never had anyone support me the way that you do, and I can’t bear to think of letting that go. So, while I’m not sure what I want to do forever, I’m not going anywhere that doesn’t allow me the joy of being with you.”

My eyes stung as I took in her words, my heart melting with utter reverence for the woman in my arms. She was the missing piece, the lost relic I didn’t know I’d been searching for. To learn that she felt the same about me was exhilarating, and the feeling of utter joy bloomed in my chest.

“Then stay,” I said softly, “for now, at least. I’ll protect you. I’ll build you a space in my home. Wherever you want to go, whatever you want to see, I’ll escort you. Together, we’ll have every experience you’ve longed for and never been given.”

“I’d like that,” she said, readjusting her stance so that her face was level with mine. Gold-flecked hazel eyes searched my face, full of longing and adoration. “I want to see the world with you, but I think I want to build a home with you as well.”

Her words cut deep, and I couldn’t think of anything adequate enough to say in response. Instead, I cupped her face and took her lips against mine with soft fervor. I poured my heart out in the form of a kiss, pleading with her to understand the utter devotion I felt in the deepest reaches of my being. It wasn’t frantic or desperate, rather a kind of worship I’d never once shown another.

She returned my kiss with equal enthusiasm, caressing her half-shifted claws over my abdomen. The spikes on her shoulders threatened to poke through, and her hair began to glow that faint pale blue that sent sparks through my body.

“Shift,” I whispered against her lips. “As much as you can. It’ll feel better that way.”

She did as she was told, and soon my fingers and lips were caressing her gills as my hips ground up against her.My cock was already hard, pressing against the walls of the internal slit that kept it concealed when I was in my Talassi form. Hazel seemed to notice, grinding down harder on me, nearly forcing it to spring free.

“I’m… a bit different in this form,” I said, failing to conceal how awkward the words felt.

A twinkle lit in her eye, and she grinned. “How so?”

“It’s thicker, bigger, and there’s more… more to it.”

“In what way?” She arched her back, pressing her breasts against my chest and nearly causing me to buck against her.

“The veins are more pronounced,” I said, and she smiled fully. I didn’t tell her about the patch of ribbed skin above my cock, which was there solely for the pleasure of a partner. “And I tend to be a bit rough. I can’t help it, it’s in our nature. But if it’s too much, please tell me to stop.”

“I don’t think I’ll want you to stop,” she murmured, dusting her lips over the gills at the base of my neck.

Unable to keep my composure any longer, I let my cock spring free, gasping as the head hit the soft flesh on her inner thigh. It was already coated with my arousal, a sort of slick that didn’t wash away in water. I hoped that her body had begun to produce it since she’d shifted, as it would make our time in the water far more pleasurable for her.

“Will you, um,” she started, trailing off, distracting me from my thoughts. “Will you use your tongue again?”

I chuckled, kissing her with force this time as I lifted her out of the water.

“You don’t ever need to be ashamed to ask that, Hazel. I want to taste you on my tongue for eternity.” We readjusted until she was on the step at the edge of the pool, and Idescended under the water and caressed her cunt with my tongue.

I’d thought she’d tasted delightful the first time, but the first swipe of my tongue confirmed shehadstarted to produce a Talassi arousal, and I wanted to fucking devour her. I lapped at her lips as if she were the last meal I’d ever eat, groaning against her inner thighs as she threaded her fingers through my hair. My claws gripped the globes of her ass, and I pressed against the skin until I drew a drop of blood, eliciting a full-body shake from her. She liked it when I caused her a small bit of pain, and the thought made me harder than I’d thought was possible.

I worked her with my tongue until she cried out, circling her clit with my thumb as I brought her to the peak of an orgasm. Her legs trembled as she came, repeating my name over and over while her grip tightened in my hair. My appetite for her only increased, the need to be inside her so intense I was almost dizzy with desire.

Hazel cupped my face, pulling me out of the water and back to eye level. Her gaze locked with mine, eyes roving over my features before pressing her mouth against mine with such forceful intensity that I fell backward into the deeper center of the pool, pulling her with me under the surface. A groan escaped me as she tasted herself on my tongue, and I quickly adjusted her hips to line myself up with her entrance. She rocked herself over my shaft, coating us both with our arousal, and she let out a small whimper when her clit grazed the ribbed part of my tail above the base of my cock.

“I thought you might like that,” I whispered with asmirk. Her body melted as if she belonged in my arms, and she whimpered as I slowly inched inside her cunt.

“You’re stretching me,” she said, gripping my shoulders to the point of discomfort. “Don’t you dare stop.”

It took what felt like an agonizingly long time to fully seat myself inside her, but I didn’t want to harm her. If I wanted to fuck her the way I desired, she needed to be properly prepared, and that required a slow start.

“Please,” she begged. “Move faster, harder!”

“Be patient, my love,” I said, wrapping one arm around her waist as the other rested against the back of her neck. I ran my tongue along the gills at her collarbone, and she sank down on me with a guttural moan. For a moment I worried I might finish too quickly, as the feel of her tight walls around my cock coupled with the vibration of her moans was driving me absolutely mad, but I pulled myself together and began moving.

With each thrust, my devotion to Hazel grew. As she clenched around me, crying out my name and grinding herself against my body, it took everything in me to stop myself from pouring out all my thoughts.

“You’re mine,” I whispered, nipping at her earlobe as I pressed as deeply into her as I could. “You’re always going to be mine.”

“Please,” she gasped, tensing her body as she neared another orgasm. “I want to be yours. Forever.”

At the sound of her confession, I lost all restraint. I gripped her thighs until my claws drew blood once again, and I thrust into her with abandon, soaking up her noises and the feeling of her body as if they were an elixir made just for me.