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CHAPTER SIX

Lucas

F ollowing my instinct to spend some time on land was the best thing I’d ever done in my six hundred-plus years of life. If I hadn’t been brave enough to take that leap, I never would have met Zack. And the way things were going, Zack was far and away the most amazing person on the planet, land or water.

“More, more!” he panted as I pistoned in his sloppy, wet hole. “Oh, gods, more!”

He was on his back under me, his ankles up around his ears as he held himself open for me. I loved that position. I’d almost let slip to Zack the night before that I’d never had sex in land form before, and frankly, I was starting to question why I hadn’t.

Land sex was steaming hot. With Zack on his back under me, I was able to see everything, watch everything. I loved Zack’s contorted sex face. I loved the way his mouth stayed open, his lips red and puffy from sucking my cock earlier, like a fish who wanted to be a bird so badly that he was flopping and gasping on the shore.

That shouldn’t have turned me on so much but it absolutely did. The other thing that did it for me so deeply that I tipped my head back and let out a subsonic shout of ecstasy as I spewed jet after thick jet of cum straight up against the closed mouth of his womb were Zack’s naked legs. They were pink and shapely, and just about the sexiest thing in existence all splayed for me.

Seeing someone’s naked legs as a merperson was like getting a quick glance of nipple underwater. It wasn’t technically obscene and people wore revealing clothing down there all the time, but it was still a major turn-on.

As my knot formed and the last of my load emptied, I slipped a hand along Zack’s straining cock to give him the relief he needed. He cried out and bucked into my knot, sending me into another quick orgasm as his own cum painted his already crusty belly and chest.

“So good…I can’t…never like this…with anyone else,” Zack panted as I relaxed and lowered myself so we could cuddle together on the messy sheets. We would definitely need to do laundry before too long. I was glad all the units in our building came with washers and dryers.

“It’s never been like this for me either,” I panted, then scattered light kisses over Zack’s sweaty face.

“It shouldn’t be this good,” Zack said, still trying to catch his breath as he lazily stroked his hands up and down my much bigger body. “I never dreamed it could be this good.”

“It’s because we’re fated mates,” I threw out there off-handedly, even though I now believed it with every fiber of my being.

“What?” Zack opened his eyes wide and stared at me.

Uh-oh. I’d messed up.

Or maybe not.

“We’re fated mates, guppy,” I told him stroking the side of his face gently. “Can’t you feel it? I think we were made for each other.”

“Yeah, but fated mates is just a fairy tale, right?” The look of longing in Zack’s eyes, like he wanted me to tell him that of course fated mates were real, why would he ever doubt it, squeezed my heart.

So of course I said, “Of course fated mates are real. Why would you ever doubt it?”

Zack broke into a smile, like he’d heard both my thoughts and the actual words. “If ever I was going to believe in something so pure and beautiful, I would believe it with you,” he said, resting his hand on the side of my face.

A moment passed and we just lay there, grinning at each other. I swore I could feel every part of him within me. I could feel his heart beating with mine and his thoughts aligning to the point where I might just be able to hear them, like he was a merperson.

“Okay, I believe it,” Zack said when the silent gazing had us both so relaxed and my knot started to go down. “We’re fated mates.”

“It makes sense,” I said, pulling all the way out and adjusting so we could lie together more comfortably. “You felt a call to come to Valleywood, I felt a need to come up?—”

I froze. With everything that had passed between us, I still hadn’t confessed everything to Zack. He still thought I was an ordinary landie, like him.

“To come into town to audition for the play,” I finished, feeling myself grow hot.

Zack sucked in a breath, his body tensing. I started to panic that he’d put two and two together somehow until he said, “We’re in a relationship!”

I cocked my head slightly and said, “Yes we are?”

Zack pushed himself to sit up and gathered the sheets modestly around his chest, which was as adorable as it was ridiculous. “Ben has forbidden showmances! We’re going to get fired. I don’t want you to be fired, not when they’ve rewritten the part of Triton just for you.”

“Hey, don’t worry, guppy,” I said, sitting with him and stroking my hand over his back. “We’ll be fine. We’ll just try to avoid each other during the run of the show.”

Zack smiled. “I like it when you call me ‘guppy’.”

“Do you?” I said, keeping my voice low and sultry.

“Yeah,” he said, twisting to fling one leg over my thigh and to pull himself into my embrace. “It’s unique, but I still get what you’re going for. I think I have some very guppy-like tendencies.” He made fishy shapes with his mouth.

I laughed, my heart thrilling at the beauty and charm of the omega in my arms, my omega. “I’m glad you like it,” I said. “I like you.”

I kissed him long and hard, which felt like a bit of a cop-out, actually. What I really wanted was to tell Zack I loved him and that it didn’t matter if we’d just met the week before. He’d fallen out of the sky and into my arms, and if that wasn’t a gift from the gods, I didn’t know what was.

I’d made up my mind to tell him I loved him as soon as we stopped kissing, but Zack sucked in a sudden breath, then moaned while our mouths were still together. “I can already feel another heat wave coming on,” he said, a touch of pain in his voice. “It’s gonna be a doozy.”

“The bed’s already a mess,” I said, shifting as an idea came to me. “Do you want to have sex in the shower?”

Zack’s eyes popped wide. “Yes!” he said, bubbling with enthusiasm.

“Then let’s go.”

I picked him up and carried him through the bedroom to the tiny en suite. It was barely big enough for the two of us to turn around in, but the tub was surprisingly spacious. I turned on the water, then carefully stepped into the warm spray with my guppy in my arms.

“This feels so good,” Zack moaned as he stood in the spray with me, rubbing himself over my body like he was a sponge trying to soap me up. “I love the water.”

“I’m so glad,” I said, voice husky as my needy erection returned. “I love seeing you like this, all wet and willing.”

“I’m definitely both of those things,” Zack purred, looking up at me with a sexy, inviting sparkle in his eyes.

I hummed and lifted him slightly, pinning him to the tiled wall at the side of the tub. Zack’s body was a dream. He was small but still masculine, just the way I liked my omegas. He was in good shape, and while omegas could never be as beefy as alphas, he was certainly fit. I wanted to kiss him everywhere, all over his pink, pretty skin, and especially his legs.

We were in the shower, though, so there was only so much I could do without the two of us slipping and falling. Even in our landie form, merpeople had excellent balance and a good grip on wet surfaces, but I didn’t want to risk disaster by trying to twist Zack like a pretzel so I could kiss and nibble his legs.

“I want you so much,” Zack gasped, tilting his head back as I held him up and kissed his shoulders and chest. He cried out as I licked one of his nipples, and because he was in heat, his already hard cock shot pearly liquid between us as the gesture sent him into a sharp orgasm. “I need you, Lucas! It’s a big one. I need you in me! I need you to breed me!”

I wasn’t going to say no to an invitation like that. With a low, hungry grunt, I lifted Zack and then lowered him slowly onto my straining erection. Zack cried out with pleasure and started to buck and thrash as I sank into his encompassing wetness, inch by inch. When he was fully seated, the head of my cock was pressed tightly against the opening of his womb, and when I began to move, that opening softened.

That was the only warning I had before everything happened.

First, my cock plowed straight through the entry to Zack’s womb, my tip lodging tightly into its warmth. Zack cried out with a sound of pleasure like nothing I’d ever heard before. His eyes rolled back as he humped me like there was no tomorrow. I’d never given an omega a breeding orgasm before, but I was certain that was what I’d just done.

That wasn’t the only thing, though. Instead of my knot forming to lock us together as my balls emptied everything they had and then some directly into Zack’s ripe womb, my legs went incredibly itchy as scales began to form. More than just that, within seconds, they’d fused together, changing my biology, and my tail stretched its way out to fill the entire bathtub.

Shifting back into mer-form was one thing, but I was in the middle of breeding Zack at the same time. My cock was still lodged deep within him and I knew from past experience that the shape wouldn’t change, only the color and some of the ridges. Instead of a fleshy knot, though, I ended up with a scaley one. It did the job just as well, though, and for those blissful, carnal, unbelievable moments, Zack and I were locked together, our bodies and minds melded in pure ecstasy, as we moved together and my seed filled him.

“I can feel it!” Zack panted desperately, his eyes still closed as we rocked fast and hard. “Holy hell, I can actually feel it! You’re making me pregnant!”

I wasn’t sure it was possible to actually feel yourself getting pregnant, but I was an alpha, so what did I know. I replied by groaning and shooting the last of my seed from balls that were now encased inside my scaley lower body and slamming my mouth over Zack’s to kiss him as the last moments of our union swirled around us.

We stayed there, me knotted inside Zack, Zack’s legs wrapped tightly around my waist, until the water ran cold. I would have stayed there forever, soaking in bliss, impervious to the temperature of the water, forever, except that Zack started shaking.

“You okay?” I asked, leaning back a bit so I could visually check him.

“Yeah, yeah,” Zack panted, head still tipped back, eyes still closed. “That was just the single most intense and pleasurable moment of my life, and I’m a hundred percent not kidding when I say that, despite me being on birth control, you just got me pregnant.”

I flinched, but I didn’t think I was nervous or afraid. More like I was thrilled but cautious, because there were still things?—

“Holy fucking shit, Lucas!”

Like those things.

Zack had opened his eyes and looked down at our joined bodies, but instead of seeing what he expected would be there, he saw his legs wrapped around the top of my sturdy, long, iridescent green and blue tail with the root of my blue-green cock just barely visible as the rest of it was still lodged inside him.

“Holy shit!” he repeated, an octave higher.

He started to scramble to get away from me, but his movements only caused him pain as my knot was still tight inside him.

“Easy, easy,” I told him, pinning him to the wall with my still-muscular upper body. “Breathe. You’re not going anywhere until my knot goes down.”

“What the hell is going on, Lucas?” he asked, not even a little bit calmer. “You’re a fish!”

“It’s okay, guppy,” I said, trying to stay calm myself and stroke him to settle him. “I’m not a fish.”

“You’re not human,” he said, dragging his eyes up from my fin to stare, panicked, into my eyes.

“Technically, no, I’m not,” I confessed, feeling sheepish and muddled. I really should have told Zack everything earlier. Letting someone know you were a merman while still knotted in them after giving them a breeding orgasm and possibly getting them pregnant wasn’t the best way to reveal things like that.

“What’s going on? What just happened? Why am I—” Zack’s last question was cut short as his body tremored with an aftershock orgasm.

The way his body squeezed my cock felt so good, but everything else felt tenuous at best. I grumbled, then caught my breath, breathing through the pleasure, and said, “We can discuss this calmly. Let me just turn off the water, shift back again, and we’ll dry off and have a chat.”

“Dry off and have a chat?” Zack’s voice was still high and alarmed. “Shift back? Am I dreaming? Was that orgasm so good that I somehow lost my mind?”

“No, guppy, you’re not dreaming,” I said, stroking the side of his face.

He pulled away from me, which hurt. A lot. I’d messed up by keeping secrets, but Zack was overreacting.

It was enough to start the process of my knot going down. As soon as I was able to pull out, I eased Zack down until he could stand in the bathtub. Once I was certain he wasn’t going to keel over, either from shock or because his legs were still rubbery after all the sex, I twisted to turn off the shower.

Zack’s eyes went wide and he made a choking sound that I really hoped was surprise and not disgust as I shifted my tail back into legs. Once I felt stable, I stepped out of the bathtub, then offered Zack a hand so he could get out, too.

It was not a good sign at all when Zack shook his head and scrambled out of the tub as well. He reached for the towel on the railing near the tub, fumbled it, then knocked a bottle of shampoo on the edge of the tub over as he bent to pick it up. The way he clutched the towel to his body like a fainting maiden would have made me laugh if it wasn’t for the wariness in his eyes.

“I know I should have told you everything earlier,” I said, holding up my hands as I dripped on the bathmat. Unlike landies, I didn’t mind being wet. “But you have to admit, there hasn’t really been a good time for us to sit down so I could explain that I’m a merman and a siren.”

“A siren?” Zack gaped. “I thought that was just your last name.”

“Well, yeah,” I said with a loose nod. “It’s my last name the same way that someone who worked the land ended up with the last name Farmer, someone who made barrels ended up with the name Cooper, and someone who crafted items ended up being called Smith.”

“Oh, I see, I see,” Zack said in a thin voice, nodding. “No, I do not see!” he shouted a second later. “You’re a merman and you didn’t tell me!”

“Again, there wasn’t really time for a deep conversation about it,” I started.

“Did you use magic to get the part in the play?” Zack asked, his eyes even wider, like he was putting pieces together. “Did you use some sort of fishy siren charm to mesmerize Ben and Betty into giving you the part and making it one of the leads?”

“No, not really,” I said, my face heating. Because I kind of had. “I didn’t try to,” I clarified. “Sirens can’t really help but lure people in and get what they want. It comes with the DNA.”

“Did you lure me in and make me go into heat early to get what you wanted?” Zack demanded.

Ouch. But it was a legitimate question. One I didn’t have a good answer for.

“I don’t think so, no,” I said, heating even more. “Maybe. I didn’t deliberately try to seduce you against your will or anything. I genuinely like you, Zack. I…I love you. I wanted to say that before, but it didn’t seem appropriate.”

“You love me?” Zack wheezed, beyond surprised and floating around in something more like utter disbelief.

“I do,” I said, shrugging hopelessly and flailing my arms a little. “I’m dead serious when I say I believe we’re fated mates. I have never felt so drawn to anyone in my life. I know we’re made for each other. That’s why I knew to catch you in the lake. That’s why we were so drawn to each other when we met again at auditions. That’s why it feels like we’re two halves of the same soul that need each other desperately.”

“That’s why this heat was amazing,” Zack whispered, glancing away as his thoughts caught up with his shock.

His mouth continued to hang open for a few seconds and I could see his mind whirring, but he wasn’t sharing his thoughts.

At least, he wasn’t until he snapped to look at me again and said, “I’ve just been fucked and bred by a merman. A merman got me pregnant.”

The way he said it felt like some sordid tabloid story. I didn’t like it at all. Nothing about the moment between us, a moment which should have been filled with excitement and closeness, was going the way it should.

“I think I should leave,” I said with a sigh. “This has been too much of a shock for you, and I think I’m only making it worse by being here.”

I walked past Zack, grabbing one of the extra towels as I went. Once I was in the bedroom, I dried off as quickly as I could and set to work finding my clothes from the day before and putting them back on.

Zack walked out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around his body and just watched me. I could tell from the hazy look in his eyes, not to mention the whisper of a bond that was forming between us, because of course that would happen, too, that he was too overcome to say or do much of anything.

“You know where to find me,” I said, trying not to sound as sad and disappointed as I felt. “When you’re ready to talk about this, I’m just a phone call away. Or maybe you could come up to my place. Whatever you want to do.”

“Okay,” he squeaked.

It wasn’t the worst answer he could have given, but it certainly sounded like he wasn’t going to stop me from leaving and tell me it was all an overreaction and, really, he loved me, too.

He didn’t try to stop me as I left the bedroom and headed to the front door. I turned once my hand was on the doorknob in the hope that he would stop me then, but he didn’t. I headed into the hall with a deep sigh. This was going to take a lot more work to make right than I could ever have anticipated.