8. Hooked
Marina
Watching Demi come undone for me would forever live in my memory.
I couldn’t stop smirking, satisfied at her current state.
Her blissful reprieve lasted longer than five minutes, but eventually, she sat up, her braid sliding over her shoulder and lying against her collarbone as she looked right at me.
“I have a proposal.”
My stomach gave a slow flip. Did she mean marriage or—
“I use the strap-on, fuck you, make you come . . . and if we still have energy, we try out the hook.”
Oh. Of course. I ignored the tiny pang of disappointment, knowing I was being unreasonable. Eventually, my mate would fully accept me.
“Yes,” I agreed. “I want that. And believe me, I’ll still have energy.”
She chuckled and reached for the harness. I watched curiously as she grabbed the sex toy and fit it through a ring at the center of the contraption, then as she fit it over her hips. The straps pressed against her skin, the massive tentacle dildo sitting right above her pussy.
Demi looked so sexy. I bit my lower lip, watching her biceps ripple with strength as she quickly redid her hair, pushing it out of the way. She was soft and strong and beautiful and mine. I just wanted her to be forever mine.
Once she had everything clasped and secure, she slid off the ledge into the water. The moment she touched me, the aphrodisiac effects took hold.
I’d been ignoring it. Doing my best just to focus on pleasuring her, even knowing I was wet and throbbing and turned on more than I’d ever been before. Then she’d squirted on me, and I’d never seen something so beautiful in my life.
I licked my lips, her taste still lingering. She tugged me close, kissing me hard on the mouth as I pulled her underwater.
The tentacle toy pressed against my abdomen as we kissed. It was large and thick with a tapered tip, and I knew it was going to feel amazing inside me.
Demi moaned and gave me a gentle push. My back pressed against the smooth stone wall. With a whimper, my head fell back. Everything felt too good. Her rough hands cupped my breasts, her tongue swirling over my nipples. The cool air bubble around her mouth only increased my pleasure.
A cry parted my lips. It was my turn to feel the rush of the heat, and every part of me was feeling it. From the tip of my fin to my scales to my gills. I could feel the pleasure rushing through me like a current.
“I want you inside me,” I gasped.
“I know,” she murmured as she teased me.
Her fingers found my slit and I moaned as she eased them inside me, circling both my clits. A shock wave hit me and I closed my eyes, caving to the pleasure.
“Please,” I moaned.
I’d even beg. That’s how badly I wished to be full of her tentacle cock right now.
“Please, little sailor. Please fuck me.”
“As you wish, princess.”
I’d never tire of that being her answer when I asked for something. I felt the tip of the toy press against my slit, and she angled her hips, slowly thrusting against me. I cried out as her cock spread me, filling me with every inch.
I clenched around her, whimpering as I took more, until she was fully seated inside me.
Demi leaned up, kissing me as her hands teased my breasts. She dragged her hips back, pulling her cock with her, and then pumped back into me again.
Pleasure rushed through me, and I gasped as she found a brutal rhythm, fucking me with hard strokes. I held onto her, screaming her name as she took me.
Our tongues danced, her fingers twisting my nipples. Pleasure rolled through me, almost languorous, all consuming, leaving me panting.
“Fuck me harder,” I begged.
Her hips snapped against mine, our bodies interwoven. I whined as she used all her strength to fuck me.
The aphrodisiacs were working their magic because I could feel everything, and I loved it.
With one final thrust, my orgasm shook me, my claws digging into her shoulders as I came. Demi kissed the base of my throat as I melted against her.
“That was perfect,” I huffed out.
She smiled against me. “You’re perfect.”
We held onto each other, blissful. I felt like I was floating in the clouds, my body relaxed and satiated. With a wave of my tail, I took us to the surface of the pool, and we unraveled our bodies, Demi slowly pulling out of me.
My voice was husky as I spoke. “I like that tentacle.”
“Me too,” she said. “I’m glad I happened to have an unused monster dildo lying around.”
I snorted, smiling as she climbed out of the pool and spread out on the floor next to me.
Her hand dipped in the water, and I brought mine to hers, holding her hand as I watched her dreamily.
She had dark lashes and a dusting of freckles over her nose and cheeks, her lips a bit puffy from kissing.
I moved closer, laying my head on her stomach.
This was what I’d always dreamed of. I closed my eyes, listening to her breaths. Drawing in her scent like it was my own drug.
“Maybe we can dig a hole through the rock under the lighthouse,” Demi suddenly said. “So you can swim up to my home.”
I chuckled. “I do know of a merperson who has that home arrangement with their mate. They’ve made it work, although it’s not the best for when there are storms. She’s a witch, though, which helps.”
Demi nodded. “Maybe we can find someone who can cast a spell for us.”
“We certainly could.” I swallowed hard as she traced circles of my scales with her fingertip.
“I’m trying to devise something in my city as well.
I spoke to my brothers about it. We’re very creative, and merpeople do have magic as well.
Not quite like a witch, though we have our own inscriptions to protect our cities from humans. ”
Demi swallowed hard. “That makes sense. I have wondered how the humans who don’t know about monsters haven't figured it out yet.”
“A lot of magic, a lot of science, a lot of hoping technology doesn’t become strong enough to do so one day.”
She tucked a strand of hair behind my finned ear, her eyes softening. “The company I work for focuses on sustainable fishing, and we make sure we aren’t being harmful to the regions we’re in. I work as a deckhand, really, which includes a lot of odd jobs.”
“Oh, speaking of. I’ve asked for guards to be assigned to you when you work if I am unable to watch you.”
Her eyes widened. “What? You don’t need to—”
“I want to. At least while there are these strange storms. I don’t know exactly what’s happening in the world above, but I cannot rest unless I know you are safe, Demi.”
She didn’t argue. Instead, she cupped my cheek with her palm and nodded. “I’ll be careful, of course. I always am.”
I could hardly ignore the feeling in my gut, but I nodded anyway. Demi leaned over and kissed me, and it wasn’t until I finally caved and really kissed her back that our conversation slipped away from me, and all I could think about were the sex toys we still had to play with.
“What if . . .”
I raised a brow at her as the corner of her mouth lifted.
“What if we got out the lube, and figured out the best way to use that hook?”
“Yes,” I said. “And there are cuffs that goes with it too . . .”
She raised a brow. “You thought of everything, huh?”
“I always do,” I said. “Are you sure it’s something you want to try?”
“Yes,” she said without missing a beat. “Absolutely.”
Fifteen minutes later, Demi gasped as I worked her hole, slowly easing her open. We spent a while making sure she was ready. I wanted her body to be adjusted to the stretch before we used the hook.
I was turned on all over again just from touching her.
Finally, Demi gave me a nod.
“I can take it,” she rasped. “I’m ready.”
She knelt close to the edge of the pool for me as I grabbed the cuffs and chains from the basket. The cuffs were a soft leather that would be comfortable around her wrists, and the chains were to attach them to the hook.
“Give me your wrists,” I said.
Demi stuck them out for me. I clasped the cuffs around each one and then drew her arms up and back over her head. I attached a chain to one cuff and picked up the hook, threading it through the opening at the top, and bringing it back to the other cuff.
“Gods,” she moaned. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
“Should we stop?” I asked. “We don’t need to go too far—”
“No,” she huffed. “I want this. I like the way we switch who’s in control, and I like submitting to you. I can take it. I want to take it. I want to.”
It was an enthusiastic want, too. I smiled at her, taking a moment to appreciate how gorgeous she looked kneeling and cuffed. I finished attaching the chains and then drew the bulbed end of the stainless steel hook toward her ass.
Her hands dipped back further behind her head, her shoulder muscles flexing.
“You are the most stunning little creature I’ve ever seen,” I whispered.
Blush bloomed in Demi’s cheeks, her eyes turning glassy. “I don’t think anyone has ever said that to me before.”
“I’ll say it to you every morning, then,” I whispered as I worked the lube over the hook and her hole.
Her blush darkened and she closed her eyes, even as I brought her cuffed hands further back, notching the end of the hook against her ass.
“Ready?” I asked.
Demi nodded. “Yes.”
I carefully guided it inside her. She moaned, her head leaning to the side against her arm. I paused, watching her microexpressions and looking for any pain.
“More,” she whispered.
The hook pushed inside her slowly until the curve was seated against her. I released it, allowing her to realize the predicament she was in.
Demi’s eyes rolled back with a soft groan. “Never thought I’d be hooked by a mermaid, yet here I am.”
“Never thought I’d be hooked by a human, yet here I am.”
She chuckled, but then sucked in a breath. “Oh gods. Every time I move, I feel it inside me.”
I smirked as I ran my hands up and down her body, feeling her muscles, teasing her nipples, enjoying every little sound she made.
“I love your hands on me,” she whispered.
“Good,” I chuckled, sliding one between her thighs. She gasped, her head tossing back, her spine arching. The hook pushed further inside her as I started to circle her clit, eagerly watching her expression.
“Oh fuck,” she groaned.
Yes, yes. I was greedy for those little sounds. Greedy for the glazed look in her dark brown eyes and the way she was so perfect for me.
Her arms lifted slightly and she cursed, her eyes rolling back as the chains pulled on the silver hook. She let them fall back again, panting as I teased her.
“Marina,” she rasped. “It feels so good. Everything feels so good.”
Her sob broke loose, but I didn’t let up. I knew she would tell me if she wanted me to stop. I trusted her to use her safe word if she needed me to slow down.
She screamed as I circled her clit faster, her body straining as she fought the urge to pull against the hook. Her back arched and she moaned, unable to escape it.
“I’m going to come,” she whimpered.
“Come for me, little sailor,” I urged.
I could do this all day and night, teasing her until she folded to the pleasure pulling her in.
Mine, mine, mine. Every thought was possessive, and I didn’t even care. She was mine.
Demi’s thighs trembled as she came, her sharp yell echoing around me. Her pussy was slick against my fingers, a long moan parting her lips as she orgasmed.
“You’re beautiful,” I whispered. “I love watching you come for me.”
Demi let out a soft, breathless laugh as she came down from the high of her orgasm. Her eyes fluttered, her breaths softening. I could hear her heart thundering in her chest, beating wildly from the rush of constant pleasure.
“I love the aphrodisiac,” she said after a few moments. “We should save that for when we want things to be intense.”
I nodded in agreement. It certainly wasn’t something we’d use all the time, but it was nice as a little treat. “Are you ready for me to help you out?”
“Yes,” she murmured.
I leaned up and gently turned her face, stealing a kiss. Then, I unchained her and carefully eased the hook from her body. After we cleaned up and put everything back in its place, Demi slid into my arms, her head resting against my shoulder.
She relaxed so completely in my arms, and it wasn’t long until I heard her soft snores.
I love her already. My chest squeezed and I closed my eyes too, basking in the feeling of this moment.
In just a few days, my life had changed for the better. There’d been a hole in my heart, and Demi was filling it.
I just had to trust that fate had brought me the right person, and she would soon feel the same for me too.