Hmm. His tone had gone dark and husky.Then, it’s time for mommy and daddy to have their fun.
Cage took them down and glided low over the water. Azy reached her fingers out and skimmed them through the cool ocean waves, then dove in, shifting from legs to her gold and white scaled tail in a breath. She already knew the water calmed the babies and she spent hours in the ocean every day, especially when her emotions got the best of her and she missed having Cage by her side and in her bed.
Those days she’d swim to the little secluded cove they’d found one of their first weeks here. She headed there now, because for the first time in a month, she wouldn’t have to be there alone.
Her dragon was floating on his back sunning himself, his wings dangled down into the water. Azy swirled around, tickling the fine skin with her tail. His rumbling laugh reverberated through the water.
Come up here and let me tickle you. With my tongue.
Azy popped her head up right next to his ear. “Dirty dragon.”
They both shifted into their human bodies and swam the few yards toward the shore. The second they reached the large smooth rocks that formed submerged benches, Cage grabbed her up into his arms and licked and kissed his way from her neck to her breasts.
Azy pushed her fingers into his hair and reveled in the feeling of having his mouth on her again. “I’ve missed you so much.”
He growled a response, sending vibrations from her nipple straight to her clit. Then he reached between her legs and stroked her, making her gasp at his perfect, sensual touch.
His hands knew all the right places to set her on fire, to make her need him even more than she already did. Her body was so hungry for him, so needy.
Cage sucked and pulled on her nipple, then switched to the other one, tugging and licking it. She was so sensitive she could probably come just from that. But then he slid two fingers inside of her and found her g-spot, driving her soaring toward orgasm.
“Ooh, yes, Cage. More. More.” Not like she had to ask, he knew how to make her come. Which was exactly what he made her do when he flicked his thumb over her clit. Azy arched her back and let the orgasm wash over her in waves as strong as an ocean storm.
Cage licked his way back up her neck and whispered in her ear as she shook. “That’s it, love. Ride my fingers. Fuck, you’re beautiful when you come.”
He didn’t stop stroking her, drawing the orgasm out, until her body went limp and she curled into his shoulder, spent.
“Mmm. I think you needed that even more than I did. I’m sorry I was gone so long. I won’t be again.” Cage settled back against the rocks and placed her on his lap.
“If that’s how you apologize, I just may send you away more often.” She wasn’t mad. He was a warrior and a leader. He had more than only her to take care of, she understood that. It had been the same with her father. When it was time to serve and protect, that’s what men like the two of them did.
Didn’t mean she wasn’t lonely when he was gone.
Azy let the water soothe and re-energize her then reached between them and found Cage’s hard cock. “Now, let me show you how much I missed having you around.”
She slipped off his lap and under the water. Being a mermaid had its advantages. The water filled her lungs, just the same way the air did, and she took him into her mouth, using her tongue to tease and tantalize him.
Even through the water she could hear his low, deep groan. She licked and sucked on him until his legs were shaking. She loved that she could turn him into a quivering pile of lust and give him as much pleasure as he did her.
“Azy, come back up here and let me fuck you before I explode.”
How could she say no to that?
He didn’t wait for her response and dragged her body up his, wrapping her legs around his waist. They both had to maneuver a bit to accommodate her round belly. He leaned back so that she was straddling him cowgirl style.
She didn’t even have to move. Cage pushed in, a long, slow, deep thrust, filling her, making her cry his name.
“Cage, God yes. Fuck me.”
His cock filled her, pushing her body toward another orgasm. “Say it again, Azynsa. I love your dirty fucking mouth.”
“Fuck me, lover. Make me yours.”
He dug his fingers into her hips, as he thrust up and into her over and over. “Yes. You are mine. All mine. Mine.”
She loved hearing that. She loved being his. Loved him.
That made this so much more than fucking. They might get kinky, they might be dirty, but they both knew they were making love.
