No, this was what made a life not just survivable, but the exultant joy that made it memorable.
Ursuline’s lips memorized mine at first, quick brushes as they tasted me. However, then their tongue delved into my mouth, and theyclaimed.
Their hand wrapped around my nape, and the other pressed against my lower back, keeping me in place. My whole body trembled from the sensations crashing through me. Their kiss held the same silent intensity that they did, more powerful than I ever could’ve imagined. And I surrendered to it at once. The dam inside me burst open, everything I’d been containing from the moment we first met. We kissed and kissed and kissed until I floated above with the stars themselves.
Their tentacles roamed around me, lightly caressing, keeping me on edge. The brush at my hip, the one around my leg, my arm, stabilized me. I sank into the feel of their lips as they devoured me, the way their touches consumed me. I’d never been kissed like this before, like I was something of value. Like I was worthwhile. Ursuline’s scent wrapped around me, the deep sweetness of currants mixing with the salty brine. My heart thrummed, and I gasped for breath between kisses, not hesitating to dive back in.
In this pristine moment with them, every other worry faded away.
Every fear, every bit of guilt and shame and sorrow.
I just existed, the sea in the distance, the moon steady and incandescent overhead. The nighttime breezes swept by, but they did little to cool the rising inferno inside me. Ursuline’s tentacles tightened around my wrist, around my ankle, and a silent thrill rippled through me. The sensation of being bound, the bit of helplessness, sent a shot of lust through my system. Rampant fantasies of them pinning me down, of them using those tentacles to pump inside me, all while I was bound by them circled through my mind. My cock woke up, testing the confines of my dress slacks.
The fantasies I’d had in the past were similar but always with someone faceless. I’d never met anyone I even hoped could give me what I needed. Who I’d even trust to hand control over to. Except with Ursuline, that came effortlessly.
Because from the moment we met, they’d proven themselves to me over and over again.
They broke the kiss to nip at my neck, my ear, and I panted, the touches making me delirious. I’d never felt this electricity before, never experienced the charge that ignited between us. The emptiness in me ached now, but not from being alone. From finding a connection I never believed I’d have. From the way each kiss of theirs, each stroke, each touch made my soul shine brighter and brighter, until I could turn this night to day.
Ursuline nipped at my ear, then licked at my neck, and a shiver ran through me. They kept their hand braced on my lower back, the other around my nape, but their tentacles roamed, caressing down my sides, twining around my arms, my legs. The sensations coming from all directions made my head spin. I was delirious with desire, drunk on lust, and I didn’t want to stop.
My limbs trembled, but I didn’t need to hold myself up. Not with the way Ursuline kept me braced right now. With them, I was free to fall into their embrace. To lose myself to pleasure.
They kissed me on the lips again, drinking me in with each claiming stroke of their mouth on mine. The thrills burst through me like fireworks, again and again and again. The contrast of the wild capriciousness between us and the sheer safety was everything I loved about the sea, and I felt it here with them. Ursuline dominated me with ease, their command as effortless as their competence. I kissed back, greedy for every taste, every touch they gifted me. My cock was hard, and my balls ached, my whole body sensitized from how they consumed me, from how their touches lit me up from the inside out.
I wasn’t sure how long we kissed, whether minutes or hours melted away, but the gentle lapping of water in the distance created a lullaby beyond, the cool moonlight gliding over us, and the crisp nighttime breeze a caress. I lost myself in every second, never wanting to break away, never wanting this to end.
Eventually, Ursuline pulled back, even though their grip on me remained solid, reassuring. We stared at each other, our breaths mingling, our shoulders heaving from the force of how we’d crashed together. This was everything that had brewed for weeks in this place, every stolen glance, every stolen touch.
We’d crossed the forbidden line we’d been flirting with all this time. Because deep down, I’d recognized the tension between us and what it meant, even if I hadn’t been able to fully acknowledge it. However, seeing Arielle’s lack of concern tonight gave me the impetus to grab for what I’d wanted all along.
What I’d craved from the day Ursuline came to pick me up.
Their dark eyes were mesmerizing, intense and heated, and the light flush on their face lit me up inside. Their lips were even fuller from the way we’d kissed, and I longed to taste them again. The distant sounds of the water and the softness on their features soothed something inside me that was raw and ragged. Like they’d begun to knit my damaged pieces together.
“This…” They let go of me. Pain flashed across their features, and my stomach turned. “We shouldn’t have done this.”
“Don’t say that,” I blurted out, panic rising inside me. The loss of their touch on me brought reality crashing in, cold and stark and so, so lonely. I loathed it.
“You’re promised to the Triton family,” Ursuline said, the softness bleeding away. Their features shuttered, and they slipped back a few paces. “Something like this…we can’t.”
Anger flared up inside me.
I was so sick of being told what to do. How to live my life. That I should take the high road when no one else around me did.
My hands bunched into fists at my side. “You’re promised to them too,” I said, the words tumbling out. “Just in a different way. So don’t pretend like we’re so different.”
Ursuline blanched and slid back farther. The anguish on their features socked me in the stomach. I regretted my words at once, but I couldn’t swallow them.
“I’m sorry,” I said, taking a step toward them. “Please, wait—”
They lifted their chin up, the imperious mask sliding into place, the same one I’d seen the first night I’d glimpsed them. As if they were cold, unaffected by the world around them. That couldn’t be less true.
“I’ve got to go,” Ursuline said, and they didn’t offer me a second glance. No, they pivoted around and slunk toward the double doors to escape the deck. I watched them leave, frozen by the railing, even though everything inside me yearned to rush after them, to stop them. I’d soared to the highest heights only to stumble and careen back down.
They disappeared through the door, and it clicked shut behind them.
I sagged against the railing, my heart aching, aching, aching. Fuck.
