Page 86 of A Warrior's Heart

The shock of the cold water faded as soon as I began to transform, my legs fusing together and lengthening into an orange and green tail. A layer of scales covered my skin to keep me warm.

I watched, mesmerized, as the moonlight found Troy beneath the waves, lighting him in a beautiful silvery glow as he arched his back and transformed in front of me. His facial features slightly altered as well, his cheekbones more pronounced and his violet eyes even more vibrant.

“Beautiful,” I murmured before capturing his lips.

As we kissed, I slowly moved us through the water. We drifted down to the white sand bottom of the sea floor where I lay Troy on his back and kissed from his lips to his jaw. His fingers curled in my hair as I moved lower on his body, licking each of his nipples on my way to the smooth, toned flesh of his stomach.

“Malik,” he said with a breathy sigh as I swirled my tongue around his belly button. “More.”

Though we hadn’t yet had sex, we had become familiar with each other’s bodies. I had pleasured Troy with my hands and my mouth, and he’d done the same to me. I knew what he liked and how he liked it. Of course, it was different in our true forms. Sensations were heightened as we gave in to our sexual natures.

“Tell me this is what you want,” I said before nuzzling his lower abdomen where smooth skin met the small bumps of his scales. “Tell me you’re not afraid.”

“Look at me.”

I peered up at him. Troy looked so serene as he smiled down at me, his light brown hair floating around his head as the water took hold of it.

“I trust you, Malik. More than I’ve ever trusted anyone.” He cupped my cheek, the truth of his words shining in his violet eyes. “And I love you with all the pieces of my heart. I am yours, body and soul.”

“And I am yours,” I said, my voice trembling with the intensity of my feelings for him.

“Show me,” he whispered.

I glided back up his body and slammed my mouth to his in a rough kiss. His arms came around my waist and he flipped me to my back on the sand of the sea floor. If he wanted dominance, I’d give it to him.

My body, my heart, were his.

His tail entwined with mine as our lips moved together, hands exploring. I dipped my fingers into the slit in the back of his fin, and he whimpered as I opened him. His fingers found my cock and stroked me.

I growled and gently clamped my teeth at the base of his neck.

It was then I knew that I would tear this world apart if it meant saving him. Nothing would take him from me. I wouldn’t let it.

Chapter Eighteen

Troy

Lust fogged my mind.

It was stronger than anything I’d ever felt before. My body vibrated with it. Fire moved through my veins, and my skin tingled, heightening the sensation of each place our bodies touched.

The desire to claim Malik—to have him claim me—was primal. Wild. But beneath the lust was also passion. Love.

Malik’s fingers moved in and out of me. When one brushed across a certain spot, I cried out in surprise and clung tighter to his neck. He prodded the area again as he lowered his head and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. Jolts of pleasure shot through me as he flicked his tongue faster. His erect cock jutted from the opening in his fin, and I rubbed my body against it as I floated on top of him.

“Kiss me,” I said before turning his face back to mine.

Touching wasn’t enough.

I needed more.

I needed all of him.

“Make love to me,” I rasped against his lips.

Malik’s arms came around my waist as he lifted from the sea floor, carrying me with him as he moved us to an upright position. Slowly, he spun me to where my back was against his front. Dark water stretched in front of me, but our eyes in this form gave us better vision.

We were in the sea, the place I loved. My home.