The sound she makes is pure ecstasy.
“Please,” she moans as I walk us to the bed and lay her down, hitching her nightgown up over her waist, exposing her cunt.
“You're not wearing any undergarments?” I tease. She pants, rolling her head to the side to glare down at me.
I kneel, giving me the perfect view of her body, and duck my head to lick once up her slit. She lifts her hips, begging me tocome closer, but I want this to last. I need to memorize the way she tastes—sweet and tangy like citrus.
Pushing one hand against her lower abdomen, I hold her in place so I can flatten my tongue against her. I bury my face in her sex, hardly breathing as I find the place that earns the sounds of pleasure I crave from her perfect mouth.
She digs her heels into the mattress, bowing her back and coiling in on herself.
“Not yet, little snake,” I say, keeping my head between her legs.
She whines in response, loosening her thighs and inviting me closer, deeper.
I tease at her opening, losing myself in the silky softness of her. Gods, I could fucking live here. Die here. I suck her clit between my teeth, flicking my tongue over it until she cries out.
Her legs squeeze tight, and her hand is in my hair, fingertips pressing into me, holding me in place, right where she wants me.
My tongue shoots in and out, lapping her up, just skimming the edge of her clit and teasing her release from her in waves.
“Oh gods!” she screams as she comes.
“Fuck the gods. We worship only each other from now on.”
Arina
After staying a few more nights than anticipated, I'm starting to think I could really get used to living in the sea god's realm. Maybe it's the mind-blowing orgasms talking. I don't think I've ever been so satisfied.
I want to stay in the bubble of protection that Raiden has created here with me. Sheets curled around us, food brought to us in bed, and no death as far as the eye can see. If it weren't for the nagging guilt and the ache I feel for Phillipa and the people of Lukasia, I think I would ask to stay.
I think Raiden would agree, too. Something tells me there isn't much I could ask of him that he wouldn't do. Except fuck me properly.
He is the first male to really want to know me, the deep, ugly parts of me that I hide. He's seen me at my lowest, and still makes me feel powerful and … whole, somehow. And when the thing inside me that pulls me to him pulses to life, it's like I'm finally alive, too.
If this is what having a mate is like before our bond is even fully formed, I can only imagine how much more vivid the world will be once it is.
Lavinia heaves a wistful sigh as she lowers herself into the chaise next to mine on the balcony just outside the room I'm sharing with Raiden.
At first, the water dome felt invasive, like the Smog, only a different color, and almost more daunting because if that bubble pops, I'm dead.
But I've come to appreciate watching all the sea life ebb and flow with the tide.
At night, the water glows to life, lit up by the different bioluminescent coral and creatures, and it's unlike anything I've ever seen. But during the day, with the sun dancing on the waves, and beams breaking through to illuminate the hidden city? That's where the true magic is.
Liv sighs again, and I take the bait.
“What are you daydreaming about over there?” I ask her.
“Nothing,” she answers a little too quickly.
I roll over onto my stomach to look her in the face. “I don't believe you. Spill.”
Her eyes are glossy, and she's staring through the water dome as if she can see all the way across it. It makes me wish I could read her mind.
“I'm envisioning a world in which I don't have to see the look on my parents’ faces when they find out I've made this deal without their permission. It goes against everything they want.”A pang of jealousy attempts to surface. I bite my lip instead of saying something about how she has parents who care.
I wouldn't trade parents who control me for the ones I have.
