Chapter 18
Troy
AS I WATCHED KIORA tear into that fish, I knew two things: She really was eating like a selkie, and I would do anything to make her mine. As I caught Azar watching Kiora with appreciation, I knew one more thing: I needed to kick him out before he got any ideas.
Unlike the two assholes Kiora had been set up with by Love Bites, Azar was actually a decent guy, so he stood a chance with Kiora. I couldn’t let that happen.
I cleared my throat to get Azar’s attention. “Dylan is supposed to lead those traffickers out of Whynot. Can you make sure everything goes well? I don’t know how they’ll fare against a kraken in open water.
“Dylan is...” Azar looked at Kiora and frowned, then looked at me with an arched brow. Mentioning Dylan must’ve made Azar realize how much Kiora resembled him, and it was no secret what had happened to Eirlys or that her daughter had been missing for years now.
I gave him a tiny head shake to let him know he needed to keep his mouth shut. Thankfully, Kiora was so preoccupied with the fish she wasn’t paying attention to us.
“I’ll call him later to explain,” I said.
“Yeah, okay, I’ll go check on the situation,” Azar mumbled as he gave Kiora one more assessing look, then left.
With him gone, I could relax and enjoy the show. My girl was letting her inner beast go to town on that fish. Mers might have flukes, but even in our mer form, we remained human enough. Selkies had this wild side to them.
Come to think of it, Kiora had been showing her Selkie side often. Every time she stood her ground and defended her interests, she was letting that beast through. Mers didn’t usually get like that until they were a little older. Age gave us confidence in our own abilities.
Hadn’t Eirlys said Kiora had an imaginary friend she had named Kitty? Was it an imaginary friend or was it her seal? If she didn’t have seal skin, her beast would likely be living in her head.
“Sorry for eating like a savage,” Kiora said as she cleaned off the last bone.
“Can’t blame you for following your nature.” I kissed a corner of her mouth and grabbed the cooler before she demolished the rest of the fish. “Let me prepare the rest of them, though.”
We went into the kitchen together. Normally, I’d use salmon or tuna, but trout should do, as long as I had all the other ingredients.
I checked the fruit basket, and sure enough, there were two lemons. Perfect. Lemon juice, spices, sea salt, and a dash of brown sugar was all I needed to turn this fish into a mermaid’s delight.
“Is there anything I can do to help?” Kiora asked.
I handed her the two lemons. “Juice these while I clean the fish.”
It’s been a while since I had to clean my own fish. On any normal day, I’d buy fresh filets, but my days in the navy hadn’t been a complete waste. I still knew how to prepare my food in record time.
Half an hour later, I had thinly sliced layers of fish marinating in lemon juice and spices, and my girl drooled over it.
Waves, she was gorgeous when she smiled like that, her troubles forgotten. I wanted to keep this expression on her face for the rest of her life, which meant I would not let her go. Dylan would have to deal with it.
“I don’t remember the last time I had so much raw fish,” Kiora said, looking wistfully at the cooler where we still had two more trout.
“Stay with me, and there’ll be more where that came from,” I answered with a wink.
“And the cucumber,” she reminded me.
I took one out from the basket and brought it closer to her face. “I don’t know. Are you sure you know what to do with it?”
Kiora licked it from where I gripped it and all the way to the top, then took it between her plush lips and...fuuuuck. If she kept doing that, I might embarrass myself.
She bit off a huge chunk, and with a giant grin, proceeded to chew it.
“Evil.”
Kiora shrugged. “You looked like you were having a hard time with my technique.”
I lifted her up and put her on the counter, then ground against her to show her just how hard of a time I was having. “Are you going to let me explore your underwater caverns or are we just blowing bubbles here?”
I leaned forward for a quick kiss, but Kiora had other ideas. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and deepened the kiss. My little mermaid knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it. Perfect.
Without a second thought, I slipped my hands under her shirt. The feel of her smooth skin made my blood boil in all the right ways. So perfect. So sweet. I had to claim her in every way that counted so she would know she was mine. Waves above, I was already hers.
I lifted her shirt and tugged her bra down, freeing her tits. Eager for a taste, I took one perky pink nipple in my mouth and tweaked the other with my fingers. Kiora arched into me, lining her body with mine, and her heat soaked through my pant leg. We’d barely started, and she was already soaking wet and moaning my name.
I unzipped her shorts, then pushed against her chest, making her lay back so I could undress her. As much as she wanted my touch, I craved her taste, craved her screams of pleasure.
Kiora’s shorts and panties slid down her legs with ease, leaving me with the view of her legs spread wide for me, and her pink wet lips inviting me to come closer to do what I’d been dreaming of doing since the first time I’d met her.
“Damn, you look good enough to eat.” But I didn’t dive in immediately.
Slowly, teasingly, I slid my hands from Kiora’s calves up to her knees, kissing the skin my hands had touched, moving higher, higher, higher.
“Troy,” she begged. “You said you wanted to explore my cave. Just do it already.”
“I will.” I blew on her wet center, making my girl shiver, then I kissed up her thigh, moving ever so slowly to the paradise island.
Even when I reached it, I didn’t rush it. My tongue barely touched her as I moved over her lips to her clit, giving myself only the slightest taste. Just as Kiora was about to beg again, I sucked her clit into my mouth and scraped my teeth over her sensitive flesh.
Kiora gasped, then gripped my hair and pushed my head down into her sweet center. I growled in satisfaction and started devouring her, licking, nibbling, sucking. My fingers found her entrance, and I pushed in, finding her soaking wet and ready for something much bigger. Not yet, though. I wanted her to come first. I wanted to taste it.
“Troy,” Kiora moaned.
I hummed and twisted my fingers inside her, then found her g-spot. There, that should do the trick.
Kiora screamed, her whole body arching as the first wave of pleasure claimed her. I didn’t stop, though. I wanted to see how much harder I could make her come if I just kept going.
“Troy,” she screamed again, and this time, my name echoed through the caves.
Finally, her body stilled. I licked her one last time because hot damn, I couldn’t get enough of her taste, then I eased back.
One orgasm done. Now, I just had to convince Kiora to let me give her a lifetime of them.