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In that instant, I quite literally heard the vinyl record scratching sound going off in my head. Of all the ways to ruin the moment!

“What?! No!” I said before bursting out laughing. “The clitoris isn’t a micro-penis that we insert into a male. It’s just a very sensitive organ meant to give pleasure to the woman. When we are aroused, it becomes engorged and applies pressure on our vaginal walls. That in turn prompts our bodies to produce our natural lubricants that will facilitate penetration.”

“Aaah! It is different on our females. They have a dent to accommodate our deila,” he said almost distractedly.

“Your deila?” I asked.

Taelen gave me a mysterious, almost evil smile.

“You’ll find out soon enough, my mate,” he said in a voice full of promises before refocusing on my naughty bits. “The rest is fairly close to our females. I assume this is to urinate?”

He carefully poked at the tiny hole of my urethral opening below my clit.

“Yes,” I said.

Anything else I wanted to say flew right out of my head when he moved further down to my vaginal opening and slipped two fingers in. My breath hitched as he sank them in deeper, his eyes locked with mine. He began slowly moving them in and out. Although my brain understood Taelen was still just in assessing mode, my body didn’t give a shit and was all in for the fun times. When he accidentally grazed my G-spot, I emitted a soft cry, and my body jerked in response.

Taelen froze, and I nearly went berserk when he seemed about to pull his fingers out, probably thinking it had been unpleasant. To my utter relief, he repeated the movement, trying to prompt that same reaction again to see if it had been a fluke. Thankfully, although it took him a few attempts, he didn’t stop until he nailed it. Once he did, the fabulous male went all out rubbing my sensitive bundle of nerves. As I began to crest, he leaned down and took my clit in his mouth.

I went off like a rocket.

My back arched over the bed, and my hands brutally fisted the sheet on the bed as I cried out in bliss. He continued to suck and lick my little nub for a while longer until I started coming back down. I felt a little dizzy as he smugly returned to his position, lying on his side next to me. He placed his hand on my stomach, his thumb lazily and possessively caressing me.

“Your body is beautiful, my mate,” Taelen said.

“Thank you,” I said, my words slightly slurred with the lingering effects of my climax. “But yours still has secrets for me.”

I cast a meaningful glance at his skirt as earlier at the beach, I’d had the opportunity to explore his upper body.

He chuckled and bowed his head in concession.

“So it seems,” he said teasingly.

I pushed on his shoulder to force him onto his back. He complied, his plump lips stretched in a strange smile as he observed me. I ran my palms over his skirt. Unlike the Thalans, his skirt wasn’t a set of hip fins that folded in his front and back to hide his crotch and behind. They were leaf-shaped panels with a slightly leathery texture.

When I started pushing one to the side, all of them shifted on their own, parting in the middle. I gasped in surprise, realizing Taelen had willed them open. Only then did I notice that, although they weren’t fins, like with the merfolks of Triton, the panels of the skirt attached to his hips and folded sideways to cover the goods. When opened, they left his front completely bare.

However, the sight of his penis took my breath away. That he was already this thick and long while only half erect had a shiver of excitement and apprehension running down my spine. The first thing that came to mind was the cucumber magnolia fruit. Although shaped like a penis, the upper part of his length had some sort of leaf-shaped scales, leading to the head. But the upper side of the base of the shaft had to be what he had earlier referred to as his deila. Like the seeds of the cucumber magnolia fruit, the base split open to partially reveal a reddish round sphere.

“What is that?” I asked, carefully touching the sphere with my index finger.

“It’s my deila,” he said, in that same mysterious tone he had previously used.

“What does it do?”

I yelped and yanked away my hand when it started vibrating with a soft hum. Taelen chuckled and stared at me with great intensity.

“Are you serious?!” I breathed out.

“Let me show you, my mate.”

Before I could fully recover from the shock, Taelen drew me on top of him and slipped a hand between us. For a split second, I thought he was going to try to penetrate me. While I wouldn’t have fought him on that, it would have bothered me to have gone to that next step without clear consent. But Taelen bent his shaft down, under me so that my clit would align with his deila without any penetration. Considering how hard and thick he was, I would have imagined forcing his dick down would have been painful or uncomfortable. And yet, he seemed totally at ease.

However, all such thoughts flew right out of my mind the moment he activated his deila. It felt as if lightning struck my clit. I cried out and threw my head back so violently, I probably would have toppled over if not for him holding me.

Taelen straightened into a sitting position as I straddled him. His left hand on my behind pressed my pelvis against his, while his right hand held my nape. With his face but a couple of inches from mine, he stared at me with great intensity, assessing my reactions.

An endless stream of moans was tumbling out of me as I furiously raced towards another climax. My clit, still overly stimulated from the first orgasm he had given me, was already sitting on the front row to the second fireworks. Electric sparks were coursing through me from the tip of my clit and spreading outward from my nether region to the rest of my body.