Page 21 of Every Chance to Stay

“Yeah… we shouldn’t keep the kids waiting.” He repeated, leaning that much closer. But just when he could have kissed the omega, he lifted Lucky into his arms. Lucky squeaked and clung to his shoulders. “Come on princess, your adoring audience awaits.”

Lucky kissed his cheek and gave him a look that went straight to his cock, “Take me away then, captain.”

13

Lucky

The children were ecstatic. Antonio got quite into his pirate persona, even if he lacked the costume. Considering the reaction, Lucky genuinely considered inviting Antonio to participate in a special event if they could find time in their schedules. It would be great publicity.

Fundraising opportunities aside, the crowd eventually dispersed and he was able to guide Antonio to the locker room.

“Lock the door for me? It’s a bit awkward to get out of the tail.” Lucky immediately started on removing the crown once Antonio put him down. It always pinched and pulled in the worst way once he was out of the water.

“Should I step out?” It was a polite offer that made Lucky feel warm. No assumption that he would want to be watched as he changed, and it didn’t assume Antonio was welcome.

“Actually, I was hoping you could help me with my tail.” Lucky flicked his fins at the alpha.

He set the crown aside, rubbing his scalp and picking apart the rest of the small braids that Jack used to secure the crown. The click of the lock felt so final. Especially when Antonio turned around to face him.

“You really are beautiful, Lucky.” Heat flushed through him as Antonio’s eyes moved from his face to drag over his body.

A shiver ran along his spine. “And you’re quite the handsome sailor, captain.” Oh… he really liked the way Antonio’s eyes darkened when he called him that. “What do you intend to do with your catch?”

Lucky wasn’t always aware of what made someone attractive. He could appreciate looks, he could appreciate scents, but sometimes the little details escaped him. When Antonio tipped his head back slightly, looking up at the ceiling and swallowed so fully that Lucky could see the very movements of his throat, he was shaken down to his core. That was a detail he would never forget.

“It would be easier to craft a list of what I wouldn’t do… because it would be blank.” Antonio’s slow approach had Lucky’s fingers curling around the edge of the bench. Anticipation turned his breathing shallow.

Fingertips brushed the curve of his jaw. His touch was delicate as butterfly wings and yet heat blossomed across his skin. Lucky’s lips parted slightly, breathing ragged. The way Antonio looked at him was criminal. If he wasn’t trapped in the silicon tail, he’d press himself into the alpha’s arms and kiss him soundly until the burning need to taste him was satisfied.

“If I was a real mermaid, I’d invite you to touch tail.” The words didn’t come out as cheeky as he was hoping for. Instead, he sounded almost wistful.

“It’s not such a different thing.” Antonio smiled, but the way his brown eyes darkened made Lucky’s mouth water. Then the alpha sank to his knees, and Lucky was certain he was going to combust.

His tail was made of painted fabric while the fins were made from a lightweight silicone. It wasn’t the best for real swimming but worked for the show. He had other tails in full silicone, but they were a nightmare to get into and not something he subjected himself to often.

Antonio’s intentions were clear as his hand hovered over the zipper on the side of his tail. “May I?”

The weight of the question sat hot and heavy in his belly. “Yeah…”

He sucked in a breath when Antonio placed a hand on him. He could feel the warmth seep through the wet fabric, moving up his thigh until he grasped the zipper. Never had he been so overcome with a single touch. The slow drag of the zipper was torture against oversensitive skin, and the peeling of the wet fabric as the tail slowly loosed its hold left him cold and hot all at once.

Lucky didn’t expect Antonio to lean in, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to his belly just above the edge of the tail. He felt feverish with desire.

Antonio pulled the fabric down slowly, revealing the black bikini bottoms he wore beneath. The alpha pressed a kiss to the hollow of his hip bone, then another to the top of his thigh as he worked his way down. He gasped when Antonio nipped him. Every touch stoked the flames in his stomach.

When teeth scraped over his knee, Lucky released his hold on the bench to sweep Antonio’s hair away from his face. He needed to see Antonio’s eyes. He needed to hold his gaze, to see himself reflected there. Of all the alpha’s features, Lucky liked his eyes the most.

The tail slipped down to his ankles before being pulled away completely and left in a heap beside them. Antonio smoothed his hands over the curve of Lucky’s calves. Lucky trembled.

“I want to taste you.” Antonio’s voice was rough with want and need and Lucky was crumbling.

“I taste like salt water right now.” It wasn’t a protest, more of a warning.

“I don’t care. I just want you.” Hands settled on his knees. Lucky’s legs fell open, welcoming Antonio closer.

“You’re going to be the death of me.” Lucky could hardly breath as Antonio’s hands moved up his thighs to the bikini strings tied at his hips. Fingers toyed with the bows, a question burning in honeyed eyes as Lucky buried his fingers deep in brown hair. “Please…”

The bikini bottoms came undone, leaving his aching length bare. Antonio didn’t leave him exposed to the cold for long. He buried his face in the space between Lucky’s thigh and groin, breathing him in as he trailed kisses to where Lucky needed him the most. With a gasp that melted into a guttural moan, Lucky arched against the hold Antonio had on his hips when warm lips wrapped around his tip.