Chapter 16 #3
His bottom teeth pressed against my clit, teasing me with the promise of bites and nibbles.
He gripped my thighs with his massive hands and pulled them apart further.
His tongue did things I had no words for.
Flicks, deep dives into my inner sanctum, swirls and pushes, driving me further and further into ecstasy.
I moaned without control over the sounds I was making.
He stopped for a breath, and I looked down just in time to see him resurface from between my legs, his face covered in my wetness, his pupils dilated, his skin a darker shade it had been before.
“Delicious,” he growled, voice rough, primal. His tongue flicked over his lips, lapping up what I’d given him. “I could feast on you for days.”
“Fionn,” I whimpered, half-plea, half-demand. I was shaking, trembling with need. “I can’t… I need more.”
His smile was dark and knowing as he crawled up my body, dragging his mouth across my stomach, my breasts, until he kissed me again. I tasted myself on his lips. The intimacy of it sent another shiver through me.
“Mine,” he whispered against my mouth. “You’ll always be mine.”
"And you are mine. Now fuck me."
He kissed me one last time. "Gladly."
He straightened and I saw him for the first time.
Fuck. He was huge. A dark shade of turquoise that turned a shimmering silver at the bulging head.
Below, three balls rather than two, the silky skin textured like scales.
He took his cock into his hand and the skin rippled.
I blinked. Ridges moved beneath the surface, up and down like waves on the beach.
That was going to feel incredible inside me.
"Like what you see?" He ran his hand along his cock and the ripples moved faster.
"That's incredible."
"I take it Peritan males look different?"
"You can say that again. Do you have control over those...ripples?"
"A little. But I know that as soon as I bury myself inside you, I will lose all control. You are beautiful, Elise. You smell like the most delicious dessert in the galaxy. And now I will claim you."
He pushed my thighs apart again and positioned himself between them, his cock pushing against my entrance.
"Ready?" he asked. I knew this was my last chance. He was holding back for my sake.
"Do it. Fuck me." I barely recognised my own voice.
The first push took my breath away. He stretched me wide, filling me inch by inch, until the burn blurred into a fullness that made my back arch off the sheets. I cried out, but then his hands were on my breasts, twirling my nipples, distracting me from the pain.
"Don't move," I gasped. "Give me a moment to adjust."
He leaned over me, a hulk of a man, and kissed me. It was not a gentle kiss. He claimed me with his tongue, plundering my mouth, until we were breathless and his taste filled my mouth.
I ran my hands over his back, hesitating when I got to the place on his flank where skin turned to greenskin.
"Touch it," he whispered hoarsely. "Please."
Gingerly, I slid my fingers along the smooth strips of skin. They were slightly wet. If I'd had my eyes closed, I would have assumed I was touching kelp.
Fionn groaned. "Do... not... stop."
He continued the kiss while I stroked his greenskin, marvelling at how smooth and slick it was. It shivered beneath my touch, the most alien part of him. He'd said it could sense currents in the water. Did it sense what I felt for him?
Fionn began to move in me, slow strokes at first, then picking up speed.
I was stretched to the brink, but I was so wet that I was no longer in pain.
I knew he was holding back. He was fully controlled, scared to let go.
For this first time, I accepted that. But once he understood that I wasn't breakable, that he would not hurt me, I would demand that he give up all control and surrender to the desperate need driving us both.
“Too much?” he panted. His green eyes burned into mine, desperate and tender all at once.
I shook my head fiercely. “Don’t you dare stop.”
Pleasure built in relentless waves. My cries filled the room, unrestrained, shameless.
He drove into me harder, faster, chasing me to the edge.
His fingers found my clit, stroking in time with his thrusts, while I massaged his greenskin.
His hand cupped my breast, flicking my nipple just the way I liked it, and I shattered around him with a scream.
He followed me over the edge a moment later, roaring my name as he spilled inside me, his body convulsing against mine. His sharp teeth closed on my shoulder in a primal claim, not breaking skin but sending another jolt of ecstasy through me.
The ripples around his cock were relentless, driving me from one shattering climax to another, while I screamed and swore and revelled in bliss. I was surfing the wave and he was there, next to me, holding me, whispering to me until I reached the shore and could breathe again.
We collapsed together in the tangle of silk sheets, both shaking, breathless. His greenskin stuck to my sweaty skin, connecting us. It shuddered softly every time he took a breath.
Fionn kissed me softly, reverently. I was limp, barely able to return the kiss. Still floating in post-orgasm bliss.
“Elise,” he murmured, voice hoarse. “You’re my mate. My future. My everything.”