Page 47 of Zodiac Hybrids

The water snakes started climbing my torso until they reached my breasts. The water started bubbling around my nipples, sharing that pulsing vibration that shook new sensations down my body, and had me tearing up and desperate for release all over again.

“It also means I can always figure out what you like.” The bubbles on my clit returned, and the synced vibrations where sending me off the deep end faster than my body could recover from the high. “And I can always tell when you need more.” He spoke aloud again, and I swear I came just from the deep purr of his voice. The vibrations intensified, and I was near sobbing from the excess pleasure. “Or when you need less.” The snakes dissipated and splashed back into the hot springs, releasing my breasts and releasing my wrists, dropping me roughly into the pool. The vibration through my nerves immediately ceased.

“N-no.” I heard myself say, though my own voice sounded distant as I lost my chance at another orgasm. “Why did you stop?” I was practically begging, and it might have been humiliating if not for the hungry way it had him staring at me.

“Because I’m nowhere near done with you yet, Baby Doll.” His grin was brief and it was cruel before he said, “Now please, try not to drown.”

“What—”

The water sucked me under before I could protest, and I had no time to take a breath before the hot liquid filled my nose and went straight to my lungs. Instinctively, I started choking, only making the situation worse as I drew in more water. I thrashed desperately, but it was as if the water had created a solid barrier above me, and I was trapped beneath the surface like I was in a tank.

My body went into full panic, and I was consumed by the need to get free. I clawed at the water’s surface, scraping my nails on glass, desperate for air and freedom.

Marcus sunk in next. His hair lifted around him, weightless in the water, then he pushed off the edge of the pool and closed the distance between us.

I was near crying in terror when he scooped me up, shoved his lips against mine, and breathed air back into my lungs. I took in life and safety through his lips, and I let him hold me there in the water until I calmed. His kiss was now my lifeline, and the Aquarius gave me the air I needed.

I held onto him as his hands moved down to my hips, and he held me there, letting me breath through him until I was completely relaxed.

“My brother is the polite one.” He spoke directly into my mind, while he dominated my mouth and restrained my body. “But Baby Doll, I’m absolutely nothing like him.”

He shoved into me with no further warning, burying his cock to his base. I found myself locked against his body, his lips keeping me alive, and his cock forcing quick breaths out of me. He started to move, slowly dragging the thick head along the perfect spot of my inner walls. My fear was quickly replaced by lust, and I let him take me, I rocked my hips against his, urging him deeper, and asking for more.

That water started vibrating against all my most sensitive places, and I dug my fingers into his shoulders, trying to get a hold of something—anything that I could control. He commanded the streams, buzzing my nipples until they were perked and almost painful, while another rubbed brilliant shockwaves against my clit.

I was blacking out, whiting out, fucking losing my mind as so many sensations hit me at once. My body bowed in orgasm, as that vibration forced sheer pleasure through my clit, and I clenched on his hard cock.

I didn’t know how much more my body could take, but my mind was long gone and lost. I moaned freely into his mouth, while he let that Jetstream climb my spine in a relaxing massage.

He stayed inside me for several moments, and I wanted nothing more than to come up for air, when Marcus released my lips and left me breathless again. He unsheathed himself, still rock hard and ready for me, and he lifted me out of the water, through the surface tension only he could control.

I gasped for air the moment I was back in the open, but I had no chance of catching my breath before he lifted me by my hips and seated me at the edge of the pool. Only my shins dangled in the water now, as he rose up and took my mouth again. Water dripped down his gorgeous, naked body, and I gave in to his movements, not arguing as he nudged my legs apart to get closer.

He positioned between my thighs, him in the water, and me on the edge, and he slowly pressed his head back inside me. He lingered there, just teasing the nerves at the most shallow point of my pussy. Instead of thrusting in, he held me, and he nuzzled my neck, drawing a soft line along my skin with his nose, then teasing my collarbone with the smooth slide of his fangs.

“Have you ever experienced a compound orgasm?” He purred against my neck. I opened my mouth to answer, when his teeth sank into me again. My breath hitched as he sucked on me, roughly taking whatever he wanted. He slipped his cock in deeper, until he bottomed out in my pussy again, and I pressed into him as those warring sensations of an inviting lightheadedness from blood loss and the intense heat of heaven both threatened to tear me apart.

Water rose around him like tentacle arms. They gripped me roughly and yanked me harder onto his cock. One entered my ass and another filled my mouth, cutting off my ability to scream and my ability to care in the same motion. There wasn’t a single space unfilled, and they pulsated and rubbed on every brilliant part of me.

The last thing I saw before I closed my eyes was Marcus’ transformed body tensing and giving into the heat of my own. The pull of sleep was too inviting to deny. My tight grip slackened, and the water streams were the only thing that held me up. They kept moving, kept vibrating, and kept filling me, and they shoved me over the edge for the umpteenth time this night. I tasted my own blood on my lips when I felt him release inside me.

My world went black as the water dropped me into his arms.

Chapter 28

Her body went limp in my arms, and my body shifted back to my normal state so fast and violent, I’d nearly collapsed from the whiplash of it all. I blinked rapidly, trying to process what I was looking at and what madness I’d given myself to. Her divine blood still coated my mouth, while her pussy still soaked my cock, and I had little desire to back away from any of it. She was candy coated razor blades, and I was addicted to that flavor of danger and spice.

I checked her pulse, which was noticeably slow. I’d drained her far more than was safe or prudent, but I hadn’t been able to help myself. Not when I was in that form. The moon made me insane, her scent had pushed me over the edge, and fuck, feeling her climax on top of me over and over was a divinity that no god could ever hope to replicate.

Upon tearing open my wrist, I pressed my freely flowing artery to her lips, healing her with a vampiric transfusion. She remained unconscious, but her pulse started to settle as warmth returned to her flesh. I’d been so taken by her, I’d nearly killed her. If I hadn’t shifted back, I couldn’t say for sure that I wouldn’t have.

I sat with that thought for a moment before I at last backed away from her to get a hold on myself. I dragged my hand down my face.

Control? What a farce. I was as bad as he was. I was as weak as he was.

I knew I’d been tempting fate, but the only reason I’d convinced myself that was fine was because I wasn’t stronger than my urges. I licked along my fangs, willing them to retract, taking back small bits of myself one at a time.

The worst part was that I felt no sympathy for her. She seemed perfectly happy and satisfied. No, I was livid at myself, who couldn’t have held out for a single fucking night.