Page 110 of The Nymph Prince

I took hold of his nape and kissed him.

His tail brushed my legs beneath the water, and he twisted his fingers in my hair. The warmth of his body had me pressing closer to him. My cock bumped against his front and a ripple of pleasure shot up my spine and to the top of my head. He kissed me hard and deep, and he tasted sweet, like blueberries and honey.

My sweet prince with his sweet lips. I wanted to devour him, to lick and suck him from head to toe. Or fin in this case.

As his nails lightly scraped my scalp, the hairs on my nape stood on end. He flicked his tongue to mine, and the ache in my balls traveled the length of my cock.

Such a wicked little tongue he had. I’d never enjoyed a kiss so much.

When he suddenly bit my lip, I didn’t know whether to moan or grimace. It was the perfect balance of pleasure and pain.

“I wish I had my chain,” he murmured against my mouth. “I’d wrap you up in it and ride your cock until you spilled into me.”

The image his words formed had me groaning, and I captured his lips again. He’d yet to use hisspecialchain on me—as he’d called it. The suspense was torture.

My face heated as a question flitted through my mind.

“Why do you blush?” He stroked my cheek as hums left his throat.

I’d seen the front of him several times…and I’d only seen fin and scales. How was it even possible to make love to him in this form?

“How will we….?” My partial question hung in the air.

Realization dawned on him. “Oh! You mean, do I have a man’s cock or a strange fish one?”

Surprised by his use of words, I snorted a laugh. “Not quite what I wondered, but now you have me curious of that, too.”

Lorcan took hold of my hand and guided it beneath the water.

My fingers touched his fin and the sensation was peculiar—a cool, smooth texture as opposed to the warmth of skin. With his hand still guiding mine, he pushed my fingers forward, into a slit at his front. There was no doubt about the strangeness of it, yet a whimper escaped my lips as I felt his cock hidden inside.

Never had I ever been so aroused.

“But here is where you’ll go, mage,” he whispered in a silky tone as he brought my hand behind him to another slit at his backside. He tilted his head, exposing his throat, as my fingers penetrated his heat. “I need you inside me.”

My heart thumped faster, and I nearly forgot how to breathe. Adding a second finger, I thrust them in and out of his hole. His hums grew more intense, rumbling in his chest, and he wound his arms around my neck.

I became eager, desperate almost, to bury myself inside him. Nerves and excitement muddled in my stomach and my skin tingled. The craving was unlike any I’d had before.

Lorcan gripped my hair and roughly kissed me. He pushed his tail through the water, taking me with him as he swam toward the rock. Our mouths remained joined, but it was more urgent than before.

A pressure was building between us. If not released soon, we’d burst apart.

He tore from my lips and faced the rock, turning away from me. I ran my hand down his spine, marveling at how his milky skin transitioned to a blue and green tail at his lower back.

“Do you intend to stare all day, mage?” Lorcan asked, resting his cheek against the rock and giving me a side-view of his face.

“Oh, I plan to do much more than stare, sweet prince.” The scent of him drove me wild, and I pushed my face into the back of his soft hair, snaking my arm around his lean waist.

His tail slowly glided through the water and tickled my lower leg. I had to straddle it as I closed the distance between our bodies. Finding the slit at his backside took a few seconds, but once I did, I grabbed my cock and guided it forward. The tip breached him, and the sensation was stronger than it’d ever been.

“Gods,” I groaned, resting my head against the back of his and pushing farther into his heat.

Lorcan whimpered and gripped the rock harder. “More.”

Sex in the water wasn’t like I’d thought it’d be. At first, it was difficult to move, but after a few smaller thrusts, my glides became easier. The pleasure was already intense, shooting through my cock and traveling all throughout my body. There was another type of pleasure, as well, one that traveled inside of me and draped over my chest like a comforting warmth.

Every part of me needed Lorcan; body, heart, and soul.