As I arch and my pussy contracts violently around Ke’ain’s length, his balls tighten, and he floods me with his load. Ke’ain’s legs give out, and we slowly sink into the warm waters of the glowing pool.
Ke’ain’s cock’s throbbing subsides inside of me, my thighs washed in his slippery seed. We still cling to each other, and I press a bruising kiss to his lips.
Without warning, the crowd stops their song, and the cavern ceiling and the glowing pools around us go dark. The only light in the huge cave comes from the pool in which we’re submerged. The veiled priestess leans forward, the light from the water letting me ever so slightly make out the shape of her face as she speaks.
“Now, you swim toward your future. Greet your kingdom.” The priestess's voice cuts through the silence of the space.
Ke’ain draws a breath, cupping my face and looking at me in a way so adoring that tears threaten to crest from my eyes.
“Now we must swim through the ceremonial tunnels of my ancestors and meet our public at the surface. I will breathe for you,” he says and I nod. “Just hold me tightly, Opal.”
As if he had to ask.
His cock is still within me as he motions for me to take a deep breath. I do and we plunge underwater. Ke’ain holds me tightly as he kicks with his powerful legs to the far side of the pool.
I know I should shut my eyes, but I can’t help but keep them open. Even though my field of vision is blurred, this underwater world is beautiful. The blue glow of the pool extends deeply into the ancestor’s tunnels. Emerald green outcroppings of giant gem-like structures line the edges.
Ke’ain takes turns so quickly I feel like he’s known this place his entire life. He slows only to breathe fresh air into my burning lungs.
He hardens again as our lips touch, and as he adjusts me in his grip, I can tell he’s trying not to thrust into me once more. He is an alien on a mission, and I should probably quit flexing my inner muscles, but I can’t help it.
I know I’m fucked on my good behavior when Ke’ain’s sucker grips onto to my swollen clit. I lift my hips as we propel through the water.
As I push myself back down and his sucker grabs its target again, Ke’ain stops kicking.
My alien moans, bubbles leaving his mouth as he pushes me up against a smoother section of the emerald walls.
“Never satisfied, little Opal?” He smirks, and the water distorts his voice, but it’s still that of my husband.
I smile but don’t speak, not wanting to waste the air in my lungs. He pushes my hips against the wall and draws slowly out of me. The weightlessness of being underwater lets Ke’ain’s cock hit an angle that makes me shudder with pleasure. He hits my G-spot once more as he thrusts again. This time I let a moan escape my lips. The precious air in my lungs escapes only to have Ke’ain push fresh air into them once more.
He places one large hand onto my midsection, its width nearly covering my entire waist. As he fucks me, he moves his other hand to play with my clit. His cock doesn't fill me completely at the angle in which he works, and just because his sucker is amazing doesn't mean I don’t love it as his hand slides up and down the sensitive nerve endings.
Bubbles float from my lips as I cry out again as he rolls the nub between his fingers. His cock hits home as it pounds my G-spot relentlessly.
Is it squirting if you’re underwater?
I realize my lungs are burning, my last gasp emptying them of oxygen. I look toward a blurry Ke’ain. Even with my limited vision, I can tell that is the face of a man about to come.
The throbbing of my pussy supersedes the nagging of my chest.
I shudder as my already overstimulated body is pushed over the edge once more. I can’t tell if the orgasm is just that strong, or maybe it’s the lack of oxygen, but I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard.
Ke’ain whispers something, but I’m too busy floating into darkness—black spots fill my peripherals. Ke’ain lips bring sweet oxygen into my mouth, and I breathe it in greedily. I ragdoll against him, my body boneless. He pulls me from the wall and we continue on our journey. I close my eyes now, my energy completely gone.
It’s only when we crest the waters do I open my eyes to bright sunlight.
CHAPTER11
?HOME?
?OPAL
It takesa moment for my eyes to adjust. The sunlight streaming through the glass dome we’ve surfaced into is blinding after winding our way through the ceremonial tunnels.
I draw a huge breath as I’m able to taste fresh air. Ke’ain releases me for the first time since the wedding ceremony to pull his own body out of the water. The way the water droplets sluice down his muscled back has me subconsciously biting my lip. He turns to me and extends a hand.
I’m pulled from the effervescent waters into the warm receiving room. Frosted glass covers every surface, including the double doors at its entrance. My eyes fall onto two ornate robes made of stiff dark green fabric that are arranged artfully on mannequins. Their structural shapes seem to be held rigid by the gold wires woven through the fabric into beautiful geometric designs. Their look feels vaguely Art Deco, but decidedly alien. Beside the robes lay two headpieces done in the same style. Their shape is almost like that of the hat the pope wears.
