My throat feels dry, but I nod.
“Place your hand over mine, and I'll show you what to do.” I swallow hard but obey. His brows knit together as he guides my hand. “Like that. Hold it tighter. Yes...”
I kiss his chin and pump his shaft harder.
“Almighty... I... Mi-re-lla...” His hand stops mine and his arm circles my waist and lowers me down on the bed. “I'll take it from here.”
Falling back, I don't understand what he means. My nightgown slips up my body, and Duncan's head nestles between my legs as his tongue sinks into my core. Shivering with the pleasure, my fingers dig into his scalp and tousle his hair. My hips move back and forth, and my breasts dance with the rhythm of his tongue against my soft spot and inner folds. Moaning, I call his name and tense with the need for release even if I don’t want the pleasure to stop. Before I lose my mind, he stops the sucking and trails kisses up my stomach until he circles his tongue around my nipples.
Placing my legs over his as he kneels between me, Duncan holds the head of his cock against my entrance. He circles and rubs before pushing it inside. I’m wet with arousal and his saliva, yet the intrusion feels uncomfortable, and I tense and moan. Duncan stops, kneading my legs as his tongue licks my left nipple. My walls adjust to his length and size and my hips bounce back and forth. He thrusts in and out, igniting fire and longing. Increasing the pace, I moan and gasp for air. It's so good, I feel like I'm about to faint. Faster and deeper. I want him all. I need him to keep going. Grabbing his face, I pull him down for a kiss and entwine my legs around his waist. I'm losing control, but I don't care. Duncan is mine and making love to him feels like perfection.
Several minutes later, I scream in pleasure as my body shatters around his. He keeps pounding and pressing until he groans and falls between my arms, hiding his face against my breasts. I cuddle his head and hold him tighter. I could sleep like that, but Duncan has other intentions. He begins kissing my neck, breasts, stomach, legs, and inner thighs. Turning me on my stomach, his hands explore my behind, and his lips glide over my skin. His hand circles the nape of my neck. I whimper with his teeth nibbling on my shoulder. That feels great! His fingers rub my slit and his cock presses against my entrance. I feel tight, but he fills me, and I shriek in pleasure with the first thrust. My butt fits against his crotch as he sways his hips to take me to nirvana again.
If having this kind of intimacy and pleasure is what it means to be married to Duncan, then I never want to leave him. I feel tiny between his arms, but the gentleness of his touch, his moans, and the rhythm of our bodies making love is better than anything else I’ve ever experienced in my life.
Chapter 13—Struggle
THE SUN IS SETTING, and I can’t help staring at the beautiful horizon in awe. The sea was my home for a long time. Now, I have to get used to having legs. I married Duncan, and I’m his queen. It’s time I fulfill my end of the deal with the Sea Witch. Losing my tail is a small price to pay for my happiness. I’ll miss breathing underwater. I’ll miss my underwater kingdom.
I sit by the shore and let the seafoam touch my toes as the breeze plays with my hair. A stronger wave wets my feet. As salt is absorbed by my skin, my transformation begins. After saying the incantation, my tail will be gone forever. Returning to the sea and leaving my husband is out of the question.
I secure my hands on the sand and lean back with closed eyes. I breathe the breeze and remember the happy moments I had underwater, the races with my sisters, the quests for sunken treasures, and all the colorful fish that roam my father’s domains.
Suddenly, hands grab my shoulders.
I look back. “Dun—” I scream at the unfamiliar man behind me. His filthy hand covers my mouth and muffles my cry for help.
“Grab her while she’s a mermaid. She’s easier to handle like that.” A voice echoed behind me.
I use my fingernails to scratch my attacker. Flopping my tail, I try to roll on the surf into the water, so I can escape.
“Not so fast, pretty one,” another attacker grabs me, and I notice his dark eyes. “My master won’t be happy if I let you escape.”
I scratch and pull them back. With my mouth free, I scream at the top of my lungs. “Duncan!”
An angry voice orders, “Grab her arms, so I can tie her up and put a rag in her mouth to keep her quiet.”
Frenetically, I look at the slope, hoping to see a guard coming my way. Hoping to see Duncan. I seem alone. I try to evade their hands and move my head, fighting for survival. Their hands keep grabbing me and trying to muffle my screams.
I suck in a breath and focus my powers on the waves. They increase in size and crash against my attackers. One of them stumbles and falls, but the one with dark eyes growls and slaps my face. Blood floods inside my mouth, and I feel dizzy. When I focus my eyes on him, his face looks dangerous and his eyes are completely dark.
“What are you doing?” The other man manages to get on his feet and pulls the dark-eyed creature from me.
“Her blood,” the guy mutters.
I gasp when I notice the fangs inside his mouth. Rolling onto my tummy, I try to leave the salty water, so I can use my legs to run while they are discussing.
“Master will kill us if anything bad happens to her. That includes feeding. Now grab her and let’s move.”
I feel a sharp pain in my tail. Looking back, I see they are pulling me back. I slap and flop, hoping to knock them down.
My breath is heavy. “Duncan...”
“The Lycan King can’t hear you. You’ve descended alone, and we’ve been waiting for the opportunity to grab you,” the one that seemed human says.
Seizing my arms, the two of them drag me through the sand. My dress clings to my body, making it harder to move.
“Duncan!”
“We’re dead if they find us here,” the human mutters.
“Quiet!” the vampire spat at me, his eyes menacing. Halting, he grabs me and throws me over his shoulder. “Grab the horses, I’ll carry her.”
A howl echoes, and I raise my head to look at the castle.
“They know we are here,” the vampire speaks. “We need to hurry.”
My stomach drops, and my head falls forward as he increases speed. I feel dizzy, but I try to move.
“Let me go!” I wiggle and push to get out of his hold.
“Shut up if you want to live,” he menaces as he runs up the hill.
Fisting my hands, I puff out of breath and stab my fists against his back.
Without any warning, he throws me forward, and I fall on the floor. The air leaves my lungs, and with blurry vision I notice a dark figure speeding our way. I blink.
The vampire sniffs the air. “Lycan,” he says.
“Shit! Run!” The man that was with the vampire seems to notice the dark beast running toward him. The creature looks like a half-man, half-wolf. Something tells me it’s my husband.
The vampire turns around and sees what I see—his companion frozen in terror.
I place my hands over my mouth and stifle a scream when the creature jumps in the air and tears my attacker apart. The man didn’t have the time to scream.
Duncan’s beast has dark fur and yellow eyes. He growls and drools, blood smearing his fur and sliding down his mouth.
The vampire fists his hands and looks at me as he removes a blade from behind his back. My breathing halts. I have no idea how strong a vampire is. Can he kill Duncan?
But, instead of attacking Duncan, the vampire dodges and slices my leg. “Better you than me,” he mumbles with a sly grin before speeding away.
Tears run down my cheeks, and I cry in pain. The Lycan's head snaps at me.
“Duncan, no...” I cry as I place my hands in front of my body for protection. I squint my eyes, preparing myself for the worst.
Instead of being attacked, I feel his tongue licking my fingers. He whimpers. Opening my eyes, I look into his. He doesn’t want to hurt me. Duncan came to rescue me.