His grip on her thighs was almost bruising as he held her in place, those deadly claws digging into her skin as his fangs nipped at her folds. He didn’t just lick her, he ate her. Arges was messy and loud, with little grunts and groans that made her feel like she had the most divine pussy in the world. Every inch of her was precious to him, and she never once felt like she was lacking.
Arching more, a thought filtered through her mind. A thought that was wild and crazy but was one that she could actually do in water. There was no gravity here. Nothing holding her down.
So on his next groan, when he automatically loosened his hand as he kneaded her thighs, she moved. Not away from him, but bending back until she was upside down in his arms. And his cocks were right where she wanted them.
Before he could grab her and move her back—and with that growl, she knew that was his plan—she took one of them into her mouth. Sucking hard, she wrapped the other in her fist and worked them both at the same time.
He shuddered again, his tail coiled below her as though he desperately needed to wrap it around something. And then all his attention zeroed in between her legs. Suddenly, he was everywhere again. His tongue plunging deep inside her, those bumps sliding against her clit every time he moved. He rubbed, he sucked, he teased until she was a trembling mess in his arms.
All the while, she tortured him. Mira could feel the slickness of his pre-cum coating her hands, so much of it that she should have been startled. But she didn’t care. She just wanted more of him. More of his taste, more of his desire.
But he was far more talented, or perhaps more dedicated to her pleasure. With a sharp cry, she came around his tongue. She clenched so hard he was locked inside her for a few seconds before she felt him slowly pull his tongue out, lapping between her legs with a soft sigh that fluttered his gills against her thighs.
“Mira,” he said, nearly gasping the word. “I cannot...”
She already knew what he was going to say. He couldn’t wait any longer, and neither could she. She didn’t want to wait any longer, even for what she had planned.
“Bring your tail up closer to me,” she said, allowing him to turn her, so she was facing him.
Mira had experienced sex before him. There wasn’t a lot to do under the sea other than that. Engineers weren’t shy about their bodies. She’d thought she had fucked every way possible, but this she had never done. Never even offered to do it for another person, but... She wanted to feel that overwhelming fullness with him. She wanted to experience this with him.
With the only person who could give her this satisfaction.
He coiled his tail up around them, and she had the strange sense that they were drifting. Floating in the water but slowly sinking. But then his scales scraped her legs, and she didn’t care what the sea did to them.
Another shuddering breath filled her lungs as his cocks brushed between her thighs. Apparently her undine remembered what it felt like to be inside her.
“Are you sure sex without violence is all right with you?” she asked, breathless herself from the shuddering air in his lungs.
“Yes,” he groaned. “Nothing has ever felt like you, Mira. Nothing.”
“Oh, just wait, it’s about to get a hell of a lot better.” She reached between them, palming both of his cocks and guiding them to her entrances. One for each.
She’d imagined doing this before. Double penetration was a fantasy that a few of her female coworkers had mentioned before. But that required two men at once, and they all agreed that it was so much work to have just the one man. But right now? Now she could finally fulfill this fantasy.
“What are you—” His eyes widened, and then a choked sound echoed in his throat as his natural lubrication helped him slip partway inside her.
He appeared incapable of speech. His hands clamped down on her, slowly drawing her lower and lower. Too much. Not fast enough. And god, she was so full. The sensation of two cocks inside of her at the same time was overwhelming.
She could barely think, barely breathe as he eased them together inch by agonizing inch. The air from him filled her lungs, slowly and methodically, as though he was having a hard time staying still. Slowly sinking on to him, she felt the same struggle. And finally, he was seated all the way inside her.
She could feel him everywhere.
“Fuck,” she whispered, hissing out a long breath. “I don’t know if I can... Can...”
“You can, love.” Arges bent her slightly away from him, shuddering at the movement and drawing the tip of her breast into his mouth.
The subtle pull of his mouth, the bumps of his tongue moving over her nipple, it was so much on top of the fullness. And then he moved.
Oh, he moved.
A slow glide, so wet and easy that the friction was almost missed until he glided back inside her. Slowly, ever so slowly. The movement was so gentle and she felt her body opening up to him. Allowing him to move, glide, shift until there wasn’t a hint of pain or discomfort.
There was only slick, incredible pressure. From every angle and every part of her body.
She didn’t know when her mouth had dropped open, and he took advantage of it. Arges plunged his tongue into her mouth, licking and biting until she was whimpering in his grip.
“Breathe, kairos,” he hissed against her lips. “You feel incredible. You take me so fucking well.”
She moaned. “Move, Arges. Faster, harder, do something.”
She was begging him to make her come. Right now this was so good, but she was on the edge of something incredible and she didn’t know how to make it better. He flexed his hips and suddenly...
Fuck, he plunged into her hard. So hard it felt like her mind fractured. She groaned out a sound that she’d never made in her life as he held onto her hips and bucked. Hard. Harder. Achingly perfect as he bottomed out inside her.
She pressed a hand to her belly, feeling him moving inside her, and hissed out a long sound as he tugged her forward.
Nipping at her neck, he growled, “You’re going to make me come so hard, Mira. Fuck, you’re perfect.”
She arched her back and shattered. The guttural sound of his voice, the groaning need that rumbled out of his chest… It sent her right over the edge. Vaguely, she could feel him join her. The flooding heat that consumed both of her holes, filling her to the very brim with his need and desire.
They were both breathing hard. Or he was breathing hard, filling her lungs over and over again until she felt a little lightheaded. Or maybe that was the orgasm that had shattered her very soul. She could still feel little aftershocks that squeezed his cocks inside her, making him kick a few times before he let out a little chuckle and pulled himself free from her.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked.
“Not at all.” She’d be sore in the morning, but he didn’t need to worry about that. Mira had been so certain she could take him, and she’d proven she could. It was her own damn fault if she was sore, and it would be a lovely reminder about the adventure they’d had.
Burying her face in his neck, she nuzzled into his gills as they both settled onto the sea floor. Dust plumed around them, and she realized they had actually been sinking.
He tilted back, lying down in the sand with her on his chest and his arms around her. His cocks were still half hard, wedged between her legs and strangely comforting.
“Well?” she asked, drawing circles on his chest. “What did you think?”