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THIRTEEN

ISOLDE

I solde surged forward and kissed Nereus with a ferocity that even surprised herself.

Her hands tangled further into his dark hair, and she felt him groan into her mouth as his hands tightened on her hips.

The ocean lapped at their bodies, the cool water a sharp contrast to the heat building between them.

His hands soon began roaming her curves like they were mapping out every inch of her.

His lips were soft yet demanding, coaxing a response from her that she didn't know she had in her.

She kissed him back with equal fervor, her fingers tightening their grip on his damp hair, pulling him closer as if she could fuse them together.

"Mine," he growled against her mouth, the word sending a shiver down her spine. It wasn't a question or a request—it was a declaration, firm and unyielding.

Her body reacted before her mind could catch up, arching against him as if to say yours . The water around them seemed to hum, alive with their connection, and for a moment, she felt weightless, suspended in a world that was pure sensation.

His hands slid lower, tracing the curve of her back before settling on the swell of her ass.

He lifted her slightly, the water helping to support her weight, and she wrapped her legs around his waist without thinking.

His lips trailed down her neck, nipping and sucking at her skin, and she let out a breathy moan that was swallowed by the sound of the waves.

"You're perfect," he murmured against her skin, his voice rough with desire. "Every inch of you."

Her mind was a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts— this is crazy, I barely know him, I should stop —but her body didn’t care.

It had taken the reins, and it wasn't letting go.

She tilted her head back, giving him better access to her neck, and his teeth grazed her skin, sending a jolt of pleasure through her.

His hand slid between her thighs, and she gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders.

The water made everything feel heightened, the coolness of it contrasting with the heat of his touch.

She let out a strangled sound as his fingers found her most sensitive spot, and he kissed her again, swallowing her moans.

"Relax," he murmured against her lips. "Let me pleasure you."

She didn't have the willpower to argue even if she wanted to.

Her body was on fire, every nerve ending sparking with pleasure as he worked her with skilled fingers.

The ocean waves seemed to pulse in time with her heartbeat, and for the first time since her powers had awakened, she felt in control.

Not of the water, but of her own body and her own emotions.

When she finally came, it was with a cry that echoed across the water, her body arching against his as the waves crested around them. He held her through it, his lips pressing soft kisses against her neck as she trembled in his arms.

"See?" he said, his voice thick with satisfaction. "The ocean didn't react. Together, we can control it."

She blinked up at him, her mind still fuzzy with pleasure. "So you're saying you are my… pacifier?" she teased, her voice breathless.

He chuckled, the sound low and warm. "Among other things."

She laughed, the sound bubbling up from deep within her, and suddenly she felt lighter. Maybe this wasn't so crazy after all.

He reluctantly pulled away from her, his eyes dark with desire.

"Follow me," he said, his voice gentle yet commanding.

He took her hand, leading her back toward the shore, the water lapping at their legs as they moved.

Her heart pounded, her body still humming from his touch, but she didn't resist. There was something about the way he spoke, the way he moved, that made her want to follow him anywhere.

When they reached the soft sand, he turned to her, his gaze intense.

"Lie down," he instructed, his voice firm but gentle.

She hesitated for a moment, her cheeks flushing as she realized they were both still completely naked, but the look in his eyes made her comply.

She lowered herself onto the sand, the grains warm beneath her skin, and he followed, caging her in with his powerful body.

His lips found hers again, and she melted into the kiss, her hands tangling in his hair.

His hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve as if he were memorizing her.

She gasped as his mouth trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin in a way that sent shivers down her spine.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured against her skin.

Her breath hitched as his lips found her breasts, his tongue flicking over her hard nipples. She arched into him, a moan escaping her lips as he teased her, his hands sliding down to grip her hips. "Nereus," she whispered, her voice trembling with need.

He didn't respond with words, but his actions spoke volumes. His mouth trailed lower, leaving a trail of kisses down her stomach until he reached the apex of her thighs. She tensed, her heart racing as he settled between her legs, his breath warm against her sensitive skin.

"Just relax," he murmured, his voice a low growl that sent a thrill through her.

His tongue flicked over her folds, slow and deliberate, and she gasped, her hands clutching at the sand. His tongue movements grew more urgent as he explored her.

His fingers soon slid into her depths, and he continued to lick and suck her in rhythm. Her mind went blank, her body consumed by the sensations he was eliciting. She had never felt anything like this, and it was overwhelming in the best possible way.

"Nereus," she moaned. "Please…"

He didn't need to be told twice. His movements became more intense, his fingers curling inside her as his tongue worked her clit with relentless precision.

Her body tensed, her back arching off the sand as pleasure built within her, coiling tighter and tighter until it finally snapped.

She cried out her pleasure, her body shuddering as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her.

He didn't stop until she was completely spent, her body limp against the sand. He kissed his way back up her body, his lips brushing against hers as he settled beside her. "How was that?" he asked, his voice teasing but laced with genuine concern.

She blinked at him, her mind still hazy with pleasure. "I… I don't even have words," she admitted, her voice breathless.

He smirked, clearly pleased with himself. "Good. Because I'm not done."

Her eyes widened. But before she could respond, he was on top of her kissing her again, his hands roaming her body once more. Her heart raced, but she didn't pull away. She was completely under his spell, and she didn't want it to end.

She let out a gasp as she felt his hard member press against her slick entrance.

Her body trembled with anticipation. Her heart pounded in her chest like the rhythm of the ocean waves crashing nearby.

She looked at him, her eyes wide with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

His intense gaze bore into hers, his alpha presence making her feel both vulnerable and safe at the same time.

"Are you ready for this?" he asked, his voice deep and husky, laced with a primal need that sent shivers through her.

She nodded, her voice a whisper. "Yes."

He didn't need any further encouragement. Slowly, he entered her, his large member filling her completely. She gasped again, her hands gripping his muscular shoulders for support. The sensation was intense, a delicious blend of pleasure and fullness that made her head spin.

"Oh, Nereus," she moaned, her voice trembling with desire. "You feel… amazing."

"You're so tight and perfect," he growled, his voice rough with restraint.

He began to move, thrusting in and out of her with a slow, deliberate rhythm that made her feel every inch of him.

She moaned, her body arching into his, her hands sliding down to his hips to pull him closer.

The heat between them was undeniable, their bodies moving together in a primal dance that seemed to sync with the rhythm of the ocean waves.

"Faster," she begged, her voice breathless. "Please, Nereus."

He obliged, his thrusts becoming faster and deeper, each one driving her closer to the edge. She matched his rhythm, her hips moving with his in a perfect sync. The pleasure built with each thrust, coiling tighter within her until she felt like she was going to explode.

"You're all mine," he growled, his voice a fierce declaration as his thrusts became more urgent.

His words sent a thrill rushing through her, the intensity of his claim only heightening her pleasure. "Yes," she moaned, her voice filled with abandon.

She could feel his control slipping, his movements becoming more primal as he chased his own pleasure. The sound of their bodies meeting, the feel of his cock filling her so completely, the heat of his skin against hers—it was too overwhelming, too intense, and too perfect.

"I'm close," she gasped, her nails digging into his back as the pleasure threatened to consume her.

"Let me feel you come undone, Isolde," he commanded softly.

His words were her undoing. With a cry that echoed across the beach, she came, her body arching off the sand as waves of pure ecstasy washed over her body. The ocean responded to her pleasure, the waves rising slightly in harmony with her climax.

His control soon snapped completely. With a loud groan, he drove deep into her depths. His powerful orgasm tore through him as he spilled his seed into her. His body shuddered with the force, gripping her hips tightly as he held her close.

For a moment, they stayed like that, their bodies still connected, their breaths mingling as they both came down from their intense highs. She felt a sense of contentment wash over her.

"That was…" she began, her voice soft and dreamy.

"Incredible," he finished for her, his voice filled with a deep satisfaction. He looked down at her, his eyes filled with a warmth that made her heart skip a beat. "You are incredible."

She reached up, her fingers brushing against his cheek as she looked into his eyes. "You're not so bad yourself," she teased, her voice playful.

He chuckled. "Not so bad? I’ll take that as a compliment."

She laughed, feeling light and happy. "You should," she said, her voice filled with unexpected affection. "Because I've never met anyone like you."

"Same," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "You're one of a kind, Isolde."

She smiled, her cheeks flushing with a mix of warmth and shyness. "You know, I've never felt anything like this."

"Good," he said, his voice firm but gentle. "Because I plan on making you feel this way every day."

His words sent warmth through her, the intensity of his promise making her feel both cherished and desired. And in that moment, as they lay together on the sand, she believed him. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew one thing for certain—she was falling for him, hard and fast.