Page 14 of A Merman's Tail
Their conversation made me frown, and I stared between them.
“He’s into dudes. He kissed me at the hospital,” my human said with a smirk.
“No way.” The other man—Joey—narrowed his eyes on me before he shrugged. “Not surprised actually. He’s prettier than any woman I’ve seen.”
Ethan narrowed his eyes on his friend.
The other human held up his hands and laughed. “What? He is. Look at those eyelashes and mouth, man. I’d love to see what those lips can do.”
“Get back to the fucking wheel, Joey.”
I let out a long sigh. I hated that I didn’t understand what they were saying, but whatever it was had finished because Joey threw his head back and laughed before he went back the way he’d come, climbing up those steel steps to get on the next level.
“Fucking asshole.” Ethan stepped closer, and I turned my attention on him. He licked his lips and something hot stirred in my belly and lower. The twitching feeling was weird, and my skin tingled, heart galloping so fast that I thought I’d faint. “Youarepretty like a woman.”
I wasn’t a woman, though. Even with new legs, I was still a male. I had the male mating appendage: the phallus. Maybe I should show him to prove it? I tugged at the string of my pants to loosen them and pulled at the waistband, opening them and my tight underwear that kept my phallus secured, so he could see.
His mouth parted in surprise, but he looked and then stepped back, laughing. “Christ. You actually showed me your cock.”
Cock? Was that slang for the phallus? I heard humans had multiple names for the same thing. I smiled and nodded.
“Fuck.” He ran his hands over his face and turned to stare at me, chewing at his bottom lip with his teeth. “You’re a dude, but fuck it. Youarepretty.” Then he stormed forward and grabbed me so roughly that I nearly tripped backward. He gripped my upper arms and yanked me forward, our mouths connecting hard enough that it hurt. He slipped his hands lower, and then he was grabbing my behind, fingers kneading into my flesh. It felt so good that the strange feelings in my body grew and my phallus shuddered on its own accord.
The experience both hurt and felt good, and I wanted more. I didn’t know what was happening, but I needed my human in any way I could get him. I made a noise, low in my throat. It wasn’t words, but it was something, and whatever it was made him groan and press against me tightly. Everything felt so good, like an explosion of emotions I hadn’t experienced before.
Yes. Every touch was a yes from me.
He broke the kiss and panted, face flushed and pupils blown. “Fuck it.” He grabbed my arm and spun me, and I crashed against the side of the boat, the bendy part of my leg pressed into the bench I’d been sitting on earlier. Yanking down my pants, he groaned again.
The cool air danced across the bare skin of my bottom, and I shivered at the cold against my heated body.
“I’m going to fuck you.”
I didn’t know what that meant, but I’d let him do whatever he wanted.
“You don’t understand me, do you?” He leaned his chest against my back and his breath teased my ear. “You don’t know what I’m about to do to you, do you?”
Yes. No.The answer didn’t matter. I wanted whatever he did.
“Wait here. That’s an order. Don’t move.”
The heat of his body against my back disappeared, but I didn’t move like I’d been ordered. I stared out at the ocean and the rolling of the gentle waves, so unlike the night I saved him. The sound of something slamming made me jump, and then his hands were at my bottom again, squeezing.
“Fuck, I don’t even care that you’re a dude. Your ass is hot. I want to eat you up.” His hand slid under my shirt and up my back, and I sighed at his touch. Then his hands were gone again, and I waited with bated breath. Fingers dragged at the cheeks of my bottom—ass, Ethan had called it—and opened me up. I couldn’t see that far down, so I didn’t know what was there, but whatever it was, Ethan could have it.
Fingers touched me somewhere between my cheeks, and I gasped, hands curling around the railing. I leaned forward, clenching my eyes closed as a digit, slippery with something, slid into a hole. That’s what was there. Was this what humans used to mate? It was both painful and pleasurable, and I bit at my bottom lip as the mixture of feelings ripped through me like an underwater earthquake. My limbs shook and it became increasingly hard to hold onto the boat.
My cock twitched harder in my underwear until it grew, the soft appendage already half solid. Warmth spread in my belly, and I huffed at the tidal wave of emotions.
“You’re so tight,” my human whispered as he pulled his finger out. Something bigger nudged at my entrance, and I held my breath. “I bet you’re tighter than a woman.”
He pushed whatever it was inside, and this time a world of agony came crashing around me. It hurt, and I squeezed my eyes shut. My arms shook, as did my shoulders, and I gritted my teeth.
“It feels like you’re gonna break off my cock. Relax.”
His phallus? That was what he must have been pushing inside me. That explained everything. He was trying to mate me. I took a deep breath and glanced around, but he grabbed my chin and jerked my head forward again.
“Don’t look at me,” he growled into my ear, biting down at the lobe.
