Page 45 of Seduced By the Mermen
“I . . . I . . .”
My thumb rubs circles on her leg through the blanket. “There are a lot of things Dorian society does that you may find barbaric. For example, we take swift action against those who have done wrong.”
“Like the teenager at the market?”
“Yes, like the teenager at the market. Though there have been some changes recently.” I’m convinced Annabelle said something to the king. Something that kept him from eradicating all the Braesen domes from Doria. I don’t know for sure. But other kings would have. Then again, Atlas isn’t like other kings. For better or worse—only time will tell.
Blair cocks her head at me. Her bandaged hand is on top of the blankets now. “Change isn’t always bad.”
“No, but one thing that won’t change is that Dorian males treat women with respect and reverence,” Clark says.
Reverence and respect. He’s right. But are we doing that now? Crowding her when she’s recovering from shock and an injury? Clark’s eyes are dilated. I’m sure mine are the same.
“We should give you some space. Let you get some real rest.” Even as I say it, I want to pull her into my arms and take the taste I’ve wanted.
“Is that what you want?” Clark asks.
“No, I don’t want to be alone.” She places her right hand with the bandage on Clark’s leg and her other one on mine.
My heart takes off like a podlet. Clark and I both move in closer, heading for her lips. It’s been too long for both of us. Our intuition is gone. He gets to her lips before I do. Her grip on my leg tightens.
Clark tilts their kiss, leaving her neck exposed. My lips hit her skin. It’s so soft. Her lavender scent surrounds me. She’s mewing under Clark’s control. He lifts his head from hers. The thudding of her heart echoes in my ears, and then my lips are on hers. It’s better than I could have ever imagined. She’s my new favorite taste, exploring her mouth my new favorite thing to do.
My pod mate puts his hand on my knee, a subtle pressure to urge me to get the hell off the blankets. I maneuver myself to the side, freeing Blair from her cocoon, my hand never leaving her soft hair. The noises she makes drive me deeper into need. I slide my lips from hers, down her neck. I could kiss her forever, but being part of a pod has its downsides.
My fingers skim down the front of her tunic to the hem. I lift my head and stare into her sparkling blue eyes. “I’d like to take this off.”
Her hand moves from the top of Clark’s head to the bottom of her tunic. Together, we pull it over her head.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, Blair,” Clark says.
Her lips purse for a moment, like she’s going to complain. Or disagree with us. My heart stops, because I’m not going to let anyone, even Blair herself, talk bad about her. There’s no way.
“Blair,” I growl. “It’s true.”
“If you say so.” She laughs.
“I say so.” My hand lands on her waist.
“Oh.” Her eyes dilate.
I kiss her, hard, demanding. Clark’s hand is right below mine.
“Pants?” Clark asks.
She lifts her hips. Clark and I pull her leggings down. I toss the soft fabric to the floor. Her pale skin glows in the yellow lights.
Clark rolls her nipple between his index finger and thumb. And I reposition myself between her legs. She groans, and her hips fly up even before I have my mouth on her core. I grab at her hips and get into position. I’ve wanted this moment since I saw her at the docking non-ceremony. I lick down her center and back up, circling her clit.
“That’s it, Blair. Take it,” Clark says.
Her hips lift into my hands. I grab her bottom, holding her to my mouth. My fingers sink into her flesh. My sensitivity to her humanity has drifted away on the current. She’s so wet, and the noise escaping Clark’s kiss tells me she likes the pressure.
“You’re doing such a good job, Blair,” Clark growls.
I push a finger in, sliding it in time with my tongue. It won’t be long until she shatters. And Athena, I want her to last longer. I’m an ass because I want to hear the noises she’s making longer.
Her fingers sink into my scalp, making me forget about drawing it out. Another finger in, I curve my fingers and find the rough spot. It’s in the same place as a mermaid’s. It’s only Blair now. Just her.
