“Take them off then,” I retort with a challenge.
His chuckle is dirty as fuck, as he pinches my nipple through my shirt, and I gasp.
I decide I’m done waiting for him to get naked, so I call on my most controllable fire and ask it to burn off his clothes, making sure not to harm him in any way.
Van pulls back in surprise, raising his eyebrows as I grin triumphantly, and rock my hips against his hard length, making his eyes darken.
“Impatient, Nene?” he asks, his voice rough.
“I’ve been patient, Van. For over a decade, I’ve been patient,” I point out.
Within moments, I’m as naked as he is, as he uses his siren claws to slice through my clothing, and my nerve endings buzz with pleasure at the feel of skin on skin.
His lips slam against mine, and I’m vaguely aware of his magic doing something around us.
It’s not until he pulls back that I realize that he’s made a ledge in the water, he sits me on it, and smirks as he dives below the water. I’m momentarily confused before his hands run up my legs, his lips following. When he gets to my knees, he pushes my legs open, and his lips carry on up the inside of my thigh as his hands move around the outside of my thighs and up my leg to grab onto my ass. Shifting me so that I’m at a better angle for him, and his mouth meets my core.
Moaning, I throw my head back as his tongue swirls around my clit. My eyes open with surprise as I feel a tug on my nipple, and I realize that he’s using his magic because his hands are still gripping my ass tightly.
Fucking hell, the fact that sirens can breathe underwater is now one of my most favorite things ever.
The sensations take me over completely, my eyes flutter closed, and a moan builds as Van sucks my clit, his magic plucking expertly at my nipple and his fingers thrusting inside me, as my walls clench around him. His tongue swirls as his fingers curl, hitting the perfect spot, and I scream out his name as my orgasm sends me to new heights.
When I finally come back down, I thread my fingers through his hair, pulling him up, and our lips meet in a frantic kiss, as my hands trail down his chest, and my fingers loving the feel of his scales, since he’s in his half-shifted form. The kiss deepens, and his breath hitches as I wrap my hand aroundhis dick and start moving, loving the feeling of him and the reaction that my actions are pulling from him.
Pulling back from the kiss slightly, he murmurs, “Switch positions with me.”
I’m not really sure why he told me, because he simply picks me up and turns us so that he’s sitting on the ledge that he’s created out of water as he places me in his lap.
I rock my hips against his hard dick as my hands move into his hair, and his hands grip my ass tightly. He shifts me, his dick nudging my entrance, and my pussy clenches.
“Fuck,” he hisses as I lower myself.
I smirk against his lips and start to move, setting a torturous pace for the both of us.
My head tips back as pleasure starts to build again, and Van’s lips trace a path down my jaw and neck. I move faster, and he lifts his hips to meet mine. His lips crash against mine as we fall over the edge together, our magic dancing together.
He holds me close for a moment, and once I remember my own name again, something occurs to me, and I pull back.
“It’s fucking impressive that you managed to keep the magical ledge the whole time,” I grin.
He chuckles and leans in close to kiss me, “I didn’t, but fortunately, water is sort of my thing.”
I burst out laughing. “Thank fuck for that, I have no desire to drown.”
“I would never let that happen,” he says.
I smile softly, “I know. Come on, I’m hungry.”
He chuckles. Wincing, he adds, “You’re going to have to wear my shirt back. I think I ruined your clothes.”
I smirk, my eyebrow raising, “It’s a good job none of those clothes were my favorite.” When he starts to look worried, I kiss him and add, “I’m joking, it was definitely worth it, feel free to slice my clothes off whenever you want.” I pause as my brain goes off on one, “Wait, maybe not while we’re in the middle of a job, or going somewhere where I’m going to need to be clothed, unless I start carrying around spare clothes with me? I could do that. I don’t need to be clothed around you guys.”
“As much as I would love it if you were naked all the time, I’m not sure that we would get much done if you were,” Van smirks as he just joins in with my rambling instead of trying to stop it.
I nod, “Good point, if I’m naked I expect you guys to be naked, and if you’re all naked then I’m going to want to play.”
He chuckles as he helps me out of the pool and passes me his shirt.
