Fins trembling as they unfurled to their limit, his cock grew bloated and thick. Throbbing as he worked his shaft. Stroking his length in an ever-increasing blur, as he imagined those beguiling, grey-gold eyes. Picturing the way they'd roll white forhim. The way she'd scream forhimwhen he filled her to bursting and locked his knot behind her pubic bone.
Thalos' breath hitched.
High, at the back of his throat.
Filaments flaring a deep, blood-red crimson as ecstasy coiled tight in his lower back. Balls tucked away in his vent lifted. Flexed.
It… consumed him. Just for a moment.
Just long enough for the flash of violet light to pulse behind his eyes.
The electric thrill.
With a violent shudder, Thalos erupted. Sending jet after jet of hot sperm into the black waters. Seed clouding the current with the sheer abundance of what he'd meant to stuff inside her womb.
Panting, he glanced at his treacherous body.
"Pathetic."
CHAPTER 14
Veins flooded with the frigid embrace of the Deep, Kore's skin relaxed. Her scales pressed flat by the immense pressure of the crush. Belly distended with the obscene volume Nyxarion had pumped into her womb, Kore tried to breathe without rubbing her knees together.
"Nearly… nearly there," Nerissa hummed in her musical tone. Voice brittle and ragged as she worked to lift her fluke and drive them deeper.
Vorynthar yawned below them. Glowing lazy and blue, a beacon in the dark. Calling them in. Welcoming.
To the Abyssari.
But to a creature of the shallows? Even one as ancient as the Tide Mother?
Nerissa wheezed, a strange sound to hiss from lips meant to breathe only water, but there wasn't another word for it.
"Are you well?" Kore asked, concern lacing her words as she clung to Nerissa's hands.
"I will be, child," the Tide Mother returned, but Kore could hear the lie in the ragged whisper.
And when they collapsed in the plush cradle Nyxarion had made to contain her, Nerissa went limp with a sigh. Palmspressed to the coral flutes pumping oxygen into anoxic waters—gills flaring bright red as she dragged water over delicate filaments.
Belly cramping, heavy and bloated, Kore curled around her knees. Watching the Tide Mother struggle to exist in this place of deep, toxic dark. Left alone. To her own thoughts, long enough to actually think them.
The webbing between her fingers caught her eye. And she stared.
Still shocked.
Watching as the tremors faded. Tingling and alive. There was fire in her bones. An inferno living beneath her skin, embers banked and going dormant as she watched. Tracking the flicker of violet light lurking behind her skin. Her scales.
But it… it wasn't a flame.
Fire burned.
But this…
This… was raw power. One that didn’t scorched, hadn't consumed until there was nothing but ash. It lashed and struck. Coiled in her marrow, tight and violent. Powerful enough to strike when Thalos' fingers had stretched, reaching to claim.
Something primal had snapped.
An explosion of fury had burst from her skin. Deep inside her. A flash of molten power. Blinding and bright.
