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A laugh rumbled in his throat at my gasp. I’d never touched myself there. Didn’t know how to do it. What if I did something wrong, and he laughed at me? The thought had me tensing.
Gill’s smile softened his features. “Like this.”
He extended my forefinger, guided it down to my wetness, and pushed my wrist back and forth. The friction made me gasp. It wasn’t as good as when Fin or Nemo had touched me there, but having Gill guide me had my arousal spiking.
“Yeah, like that, beautiful,” he said, eyes glued to the motion of my hand.
The roughness in his voice and the firm way his hand touched mine had me craving more of him. Right now, I was willing to do whatever he asked of me. Fingers thrumming along my folds, I groaned, and he smiled as if he liked what he saw.
I glanced over at Fin. He’d reclined back in the water. His dick was hard, and he stroked it. Sea god, that was hot.
I bit my lip as my pleasure rose. The stimulation of them both watching me intensified my pulsing pearl. My whole body belonged to them both. This was primal, animalistic, raw, and all consuming. It hit a deep urge inside me. One that had wanted to burst free a long time ago.
Gill pressed his mouth to mine. Hot, hard, and demanding, rendering me powerless in his hold. He tasted sweet and sour, like underwater berries and seagrass. His hands explored my curves. Mine kept going, delicately stroking my wetness, brushing his privates, and pretty soon, his excitement dug into my thigh. I gripped him, and he grunted as if he enjoyed me touching him that way.
“You before me, beautiful,” he whispered, winding the curls between my legs in his finger.
Sea god. He nearly undid me from that small motion.
“I’m a gentleman,” he added with a wink.
Hardly. Did a gentleman make his partner fuck herself? No, only a dirty scoundrel would.
“You, a gentleman?” I panted, twitching as I milked the pleasure from my body.
“A gentleman only in the bed.”
His deep, husky growl teased my body and coaxed sensations I’d never felt before. The instant his hand returned to my wrist, I exploded. Wave after delicious wave.
“Gill,” I screamed as my body shook from the pleasure he’d extracted from me. My lungs exploded, and I could hardly breathe. I slumped into his arms and leaned into him.
“I’m going to make you scream again,” he said, kneeling then splaying me over him.
Every inch of me smoldered, and the blazing inferno between my thighs submitted to his control. Having someone so strong-willed, so wild, so demanding, unraveled me.
My gaze fell on Fin. He was sitting up now. His hardness glided between his hand. Flipping hell, that was sexy. Was it wrong of me, dirty even, to enjoy having him watch?
Gripping my hips, Gill entered me, his hardness striking me fast and forceful, making me gasp. There was nothing tender about him. Only his heart. This was a pure merman. Hard and unyielding. Each strike brought me closer to my peak. I curled my legs around his hips, rocking to his furious beat like a drummer. My nails raked down his back, and he groaned.
“Fuck, do that again,” he said.
His dirty words had my mind swimming. I obeyed, completely sinking into him. Neither Fin nor Nemo had been this rough. What Gill asked of me frightened me a little. I didn’t want to hurt him. But I did as he asked, for him, much harder, and he grunted.
Every one of his plunges into me pushed me farther over the edge into his oblivion. Into his darkness. His rawness. I didn’t want it to end. Each hard and demanding kiss had me melting farther against him, barely able to breathe and keep up with his pace. This animalistic coupling both thrilled and alarmed me.
“Gill,” I screamed in his ear, my fingers yanking at his hair.
I was completely lost in him. Under his bedazzling spell.
“Like that,” Gill grunted, pounding into me with ferocity that would leave me hurting in the best way tomorrow.
Over his shoulder, I saw Fin, his gaze locked on mine, his pulsing cock responding to his touch. He groaned, speeding up his beat, and I rocked, pretending I rode him, too.
I dragged my nails so deep into Gill’s flesh I swore I drew blood.
“Fuck, that’s amazing,” he cried, hurtling me closer to the brink. “Don’t stop.”
His dirty words ricocheted me over the edge, and I shrieked as my body trembled from the pleasure he buried in me. Soon, his body tensed as he followed me over the edge. He lifted me off him, pulling out before he came and then ejaculating on my stomach. His strong arms called me back onto him. For a few moments, we lay tangled together, our chests pumping hard, catching our breaths. His heartbeat thrummed against my skin.
