Page 26 of Dry as a Fish
"Are you okay?" I asked. "I meant to go slower than that for your first time."
"Did you...." she trailed off as she often did before her expression settled into determination. "Did you fill me with seed?"
"Not yet," I said. "Right now all that has happened is I've filled you with my cock. Next step is to take you to the height of your pleasure so that you milk me for my seed."
"Oh," she said, her mouth forming a perfect little o.
I tilted her hips forward, moving her to grind against me again. It didn't do as much for me, as it didn't cause me to slide in and out of her, but this wasn't about me just yet. Right now, it was about getting her past the initial discomfort. The more aroused and close to her edge she was, the more I could pound into her without leaving her feeling battered the next day.
"I feel so full," she moaned as she moved with me, the small slip of my length inside of her a torturous tease.
Then her fingernails dug into my chest as she gasped out her next words. "I need.... I need..."
"What do you need?" I demanded. "Tell me what you need."
"You on top," she said.
I looked down at my tail. It was a lot heavier than my legs, and couldn't support my weight on her the same way that having knees that could bend under me could. There was a simple solution for that. "We have to get to the water. Hold on. Put your feet up on my tail."
I sat up, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. She tucked her feet up so that they rested on my tail. I wrapped onearm around her hips, holding her secure against me so I wouldn't slip out of her, then I placed the other hand on the bed, using my arm like a lever to shift us across the space. It took a few moments, and several gasps from both of us as the shifting motion caused us to slide together, but by the time we were slipping into my pool bed that I used when I felt like sleeping in the water on the far side of the room she was giggling with her face pressed into my neck.
I threaded my fingers through her hair, pulling her face out of my chest, and pressed my lips against hers, sealing them there.
Then I rolled us over, dunking us under the water.
She let out a surprised cry into my mouth, and I waited a moment for her to adjust, for her to get her air from me, to let me breathe for us both.
Once she softened against me, her body melting into mine, the breath shared between us deepening the intimacy, I began to move. First slowly, sliding out until just my tip was inside of her before stroking myself back into her, smooth silky motions as I felt the way she reacted to them, shifting my angle on each dive into her until she leg out a gasp, bubbles rushing up around my face as her thighs tightened around my hips.
I stayed at that angle, hitting that spot over and over as I worked her hips with each stroke, making sure I was hitting the perfect spots both inside and out. Soon she was clawing at me, clinging to me, driving her heels into my backside as she rocked with me, her motions as desperate and needy as mine. I could feel her inside fluttering against me, clamping down hard as she pulled her mouth away from mine to sing out her siren song into the water, the song of pleasure, of one soul meeting another beneath the waves. I lost it, thrusting into her like a wild thing, my own crashing peak driven by my need to bedeep inside her. Her lips found mine again as I came inside her, my hot essence spurting deep into her with one growling groan of release.
Finally, our hearts sang.
I could hear it, swelling within me as we floated in the water, my hands holding her hips flush against mine so I could stay deep within her. I waited until she took her next deep breath, and I pulled back and began to sing, letting the song in my heart sweep into the water, to circle it. Her voice joined mine, and we were singing our song together, stopping to kiss so I could fill her lungs with each new breath.
With the song, I felt such immense joy and happiness that my whole life was eclipsed by the brilliance of this moment.
With my heartsong, my life had begun anew.
Epilogue
SLOANE
"DELPHON!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I sucked in another huge breath. The room, like all the bedrooms in the shared household, was soundproofed pretty well, so I was going to have to be loud. "DEEEEEELLLLLPHOOOOOON!"
He burst through the doors, the panic on his face matching the panic in mine. "Sloane?" he cried out, looking around the room for me.
"WHAT IS THIS?" I shrieked, lifting what should have been my legs up in the air.
His eyes finally found me. I had wanted to take a quick rinse in the bathtub, which he called his pool bed. Like all the pools, it had an inflow and an outflow, so I thought it would be alright to do a quick scrub down. What I wasn't expecting was to lose mylimbs.
Delphon's eyes narrowed as he stared at where my feet should be.
"My parents need to see this," he said, and turned around.
"DELPHON!" I screamed again.
He whirled around and came back over to me.
