Chapter 5
Carrion
“You know, Your Majesty. I heard a rumor that the crown prince has been searching for a mate.”
Azul whimpered as I pressed my fingers deeper. The heat that swam around them was like lava compared to the cool brush of his skin. And the sounds he made as I massaged his soft insides made it all worth it.
“Am I right? Or was it just talk?” I asked as I bent two fingers so I could circle the small ridge near his spine that seemed to make him cry out even louder.
“They aren't rumors,” he gasped, the points of his webbed claws digging into my shoulders. The sting was nothing compared to the many wounds I had sustained throughout my years, and no pain had made me feel as proud as this.
“Then, I already know what you want, don't I?”
Simply the sound of my voice brought shudders to his body. The rumors also said that the siren prince had slept with nearly every male in his nation, but no one had been worthy of him.
He was unlike me in so many ways - so why was I the one he came to if he could have anyone he wanted?
The solid foundation of my loyalty to my queen was already cracking as I wondered if I could really be his mate.
“Have you come here for my cum, Your Majesty?”
“I think you already know the answer to that,” he said before he tipped his head back and I took another chance to brush my lips over the soft front of his throat.
“Is this how you get pregnant?” I asked as I pressed against the ridge. “Or is it something else?” I stroked the full length, and he burst out with a cry. “Is this where you want me to fuck you?”
“That’s it, yes,” he gasped as he rolled his hips against my fingers. “That’s where I want you to bury your cock.”
“Do you enjoy it, Your Majesty?” I murmured against his cold skin before I kissed him again, still fascinated with how his gills responded. “You’re bucking against my fingers so wildly that it feels like your ass is doing all the work.”
He let out a shaky laugh. “And here I thought you were a pure knight of the realm? Who would have thought you had such a dirty mouth?
“Then will you deny your ass is asking for another finger?”
“Give it to me, Carrion,” he commanded in a way only a royal could.
His chin dipped so I could meet the amusement in his eyes as his lips curved into a smirk. He lifted his ass, and the sound of the slick releasing from him had us both groaning.
“I didn’t know that sirens would be so wet,” I said.
“You should hear yourself,” he purred, his ears waving as he adjusted his hips. “If anything, I should be wetter from how fascinated you sound,” he said just as I thrust another finger into his hungry ass.
“Oh, fuck,” he groaned as I spread my fingers so he wouldn't miss out on a single inch.
My other palm slid downwards, and I didn't know what to expect as I dipped below his stomach. I hadn't seen a cock, but, from the way he curved his body, he definitely felt something.
Through the sheer fabric, my hand bumped against the thin vertical seam below his stomach.
He trembled the second I touched it. As I stretched out a single finger to run down the length, he burst out with a moan.
“Just there, Carrion,” he said as one hand left my neck to grip my hand, showing me exactly where to push against him. “I need to feel your fingers in here as well.”
His order made me want to follow him as I did with my queen.
The moment my bare skin touched the light blue folds of the seam, his high moan rang around us. He flung himself backwards, his hands landing on my knees as he arched his spine and tipped his head so that his long hair brushed my other wrist like a moonlit wave.
He ground on my fingers in his ass while rocking his hips so he could rub his seam against my hand.
“Does my prince like it when I touch you here?” I asked as I deliberately stroked one rough fingertip down one fold and up the other as slowly as I could. Slow enough that the weak cries that fell from him were all I could hear.
“You seem to enjoy torturing me, Carrion,” he said, panting as his body shook.
“Yes, it seems I like it very much. And I should know the body of the man I'm about to fuck, shouldn't I?”
Azul let out a choking laugh as I pressed my palm flat against his hip, giving me space to stroke his folds with the pad of my thumb.
“Are you more sensitive here?” I asked him as I hooked my thumb inside his seam, pulling a sharp shout from him.
“Or is it here you like?” I ran my fingers over the ridge in his ass, and his eyes rolled back into his head.
“Hm, it looks like it's hard to decide,” I chuckled as I pressed my thumb further inside.
“Carrion,” he moaned as I buried deeper. The seam was at least six inches long and disappeared between his thighs. The sea salt scent that swirled from there was the same scent as the slick from his ass and gills. And I wanted to see what treasure was buried within.
I switched to two fingers, pressing them fully between his folds, running them from top to bottom.
My breath caught at the sheer beauty of the life and colors that danced across his scaled skin in the light of my single candle.
“Remove your hand from my hip, Carrion. And I'll show you something you’ll like.”
I groaned as I pulled away. With a gentle slide, he used two claws to open up his seam, and I drew in a sharp breath as his cock emerged and fell into his palm.
My eyes widened as my gaze hungrily devoured the sight, because I had seen nothing like it.
He wrapped his claws around the base, displaying cock to me.
Three rings flared out near the top of his cock with an inch gap between each, and they waved independently.
Though his shaft was the same blue as his skin, the flares morphed from yellow to orange to red and back again.
Above the flares, his cockhead leaked white foam that I was already dying to taste.
“What do you think?” he asked breathlessly as he pumped himself up to the lowest flare. I didn’t waste any time, reaching for him to rub my thumb along one of them.
He let out a shout, his body instantly bucking.
“For someone who has slept with so many people, you are definitely sensitive,” I said.
“It’s you, Carrion. Just seeing that half smile on your lips is driving me wild.
” He leaned forward, brushing his fingers over his cockhead, his thighs spasming and his ass clenching around my fingers.
There was enough room for his pointed claw to slip inside his cockhead.
I made a note of it as I was too focused on thrusting my fingers up into his ass, hitting that ridge inside him that had seemed to become my new obsession.
He scooped his cum onto the end of his claw, a smirk gracing his lips before he held it up to me.
“Lick me,” he said with that commanding voice that made me weak. “You won’t regret it.”
I extended my tongue, and the moment I tasted it, a pulse shuddered through my body.
Suddenly, I was tumbling, swirling, pleasure dancing through me as a wave of heat surged from my tongue down to my cock.
I groaned as I dipped my chin, sucking on his claws, licking them, trying to lap up those last drops of salty foam.
My body jolted, a moan echoing from me as I met Azul’s eyes, shining with fascination.
“What’s happening?” I choked as I rocked forward, my head knocking against his chest as my fingers slipped from his ass.
He chuckled as he took my cock between his fingers. “Don’t worry, Carrion. It’s my turn now.”