Your turn, he encourages.
I contort my tail in the same way, and even though I just saw him do it, I’m surprised at how flexible I am. It curves up in front of me, and I reach out and repeat his motions, plucking out my own heart scale. There is a bite of pain that sends a line of fire through the middle of my tail, up my torso, and into my chest. Fuck, that isn’t pleasant, but the pulse of approval through our bond quickly makes the pain recede.
Now what?I ask him, and his eyes smolder as he swims slowly forward so our bodies align, our tails twining together once more.
Now I’ll insert this under your skin. Sorry, there is no way to make this pleasant, he cautions as a long claw extends out of the tip of one finger. My eyes widen in surprise as he brings it to my chest and runs it over the top of my right breast.
I grit my teeth against the pain, but the nail is razor sharp, and the incision is almost medical grade, straight and precise with no ragged edges. Blood clouds the water, and I pray that there are no predators in this pool. Micah slides the pretty teal scale deep into the wound, and I can’t stop the scream that barrels out of my lungs. A boiling cloud of bubbles shoots to the surface of the pool, and I hope none of my other mates panic. I send them waves of assurance when I feel a spike along the bond, then I look down as he pulls his hand away. The wound is slightly large now with the scale lodged inside it, and it throbs painfully. I reach up to poke at it, but Micah gently pushes my hand away.
Trust me, he implores.Now it’s your turn. Do the same thing. Will your nail to extend and draw it across my chest.He points to where I need to place it.
I concentrate on turning a nail on my free hand into a claw. It happens easily, but then I hesitate. I don’t like the idea of causing him pain, even if I know it won’t last.
Go on.I can hear his excitement, even if I can’t feel it yet. Taking a deep breath, I slide my nail across his skin. The claw cuts his skin like butter, a tiny trickle of blood flowing into the water, but apparently, it’s not good enough.
Deeper.He groans in my head, and it’s not a groan of pleasure.
I’m sorry,I sob, but he shakes his head and brings his own hand up to grip mine, pushing down. This time, blood spills into the water, creating a thick red cloud around us, and when he releases my hand, there is a large enough wound for me to slide the heart-shaped scale into. I quickly jam my scale inside. His whole body shudders with pain, and his gills work like they are breathing heavily, his chest heaving with exertion.
When it’s firmly lodged deep inside, I drop my hand and bring my gaze back to his face.Now what?
His eyes hood, and he wraps an arm around my waist and tugs me closer, our bodies pressing firmly against one another.Now I’ll make you my mate.
But how?I look down at our tails, wondering about the logistics of everything.
Don’t overthink this, he tells me before taking my mouth with his.
His tongue plunges into my mouth as one hand slips into my hair and he gets a good grip so he can angle my face to his liking as he pours his desperation, longing, and need into the kiss. I feel his stomach muscles ripple against my own, and his tail starts to beat back and forth, taking mine, which is tangled with his, with it. Every brush slides our sensitive scales together, and I feel my arousal quicken and the tails glide more freely. I look down and notice that they are both coated in a clear secretion that seems to be coming from the gaps between the scales.
He tugs my hair, bringing my head back to the angle he wants.Don’t look, just feel, he commands as a pins and needles feeling starts to tingle in my pelvis area. The sensation gets stronger, and I feel something else happen down there, but I can’t look because Micah is controlling my head.
His tail starts to beat a little faster, and all I can do is go along for the ride. The pins and needles feeling recedes and is replaced by a pulsing, throbbing need.
Oh God, I murmur as the need builds, and I feel something push against my tail right in that spot. I’m assuming his cock has emerged from wherever it is hidden in this form. With a quick thrust, it slides into my sexual slit, and I groan, clutching his arms to hold myself upright as my body becomes boneless with pleasure.
I close my eyes, and my head drops back as he moves his lips down to my throat, pressing kisses against the other mate marks, and I feel my other mates’ interest pulse inside the bond, which drives my desire even higher. His tail starts to pulse faster now, thrusting his cock in and out as the walls of my pussy flutter and the tension in my body grows.
Feels so fucking good, he murmurs, taking one of my nipples with his mouth and scraping his teeth against it. My eyes widen at the sharp prick, and when I look down, he’s grinning at me with a mouthful of very sharp teeth. His eyes have changed as well, becoming dark wells of blackness that I can see my reflection in.
My lips round in surprise at the sight of this deadly predator whose arms I’m currently trapped in. His taloned fingers scrape against my scalp and hip where he has a tight grip on me so I can’t escape.
A sharp pulse of fright races through me, and I struggle, trying to pull away, but he just holds me tighter, and I hear him say,Let go, Colbie. Give me your inner beast.
I can’t stop what happens next. It’s like I’m suddenly in the back seat and a more primal, animalistic version of me rises to take control. I feel my fingertips turn into talons, and my jaw aches as my teeth become so sharp I pierce my own lip when I gasp with surprise. My eyesight changes, and my hearing tunes into the pulsing beat of his heart and the flow of blood through his veins. I lean in and lick the mark my hydra left on his neck, crowing with joy at the sight of it, before digging my teeth into it as my nails pierce his back, trapping him in place.
He shouts and pulses his tail harder as I suckle the blood that wells on the wound, feeling an almost visceral need to mark him again.
His cock pistons into me, and I feel ridges rub against the sensitive inner walls of my core, my orgasm teetering on the crest of a wave.
Come with me, mate. Join us forever, he growls, and the ridges on his cock expand and begin to vibrate, pushing me off the precipice. I open my mouth and scream as a shockwave of energy explodes outward from us, sending a pulse of power radiating out from our joined bodies. I shudder as pleasure rolls over me and through every part of my body, and I feel the wound in my chest seal over as I watch the same thing happen to his. The wave of pleasure rolls over me again and again, slowly getting weaker before finally disappearing, leaving us both limp and exhausted as we sink deeper into the depths of the pool, our bodies fused together in mutual satisfaction.
* * *
When Micah and I emerge, we find the others all napping, but Gem hears us and scrambles to his feet, coming over and holding out his hand. He helps me climb out of the pool, water streaming down my body, and then ignites flames in his hands and quickly dries me off so I can put my clothes on.
“Thanks,” Micah tells him as Gem gives him the same treatment. “Putting on clothes when you’re wet is a pain in the ass. I didn’t think to bring towels.”
“No prob.” Gem winks. “It’s no hardship to look at either of you naked.”
