Page 38 of The Sea Witch’s Son (The Villains of Wolf Hollow #1)

Chapter 37

MARLIN

Chlorine burns my eyes as I swim towards the bottom of the pool.

Melody keeps fighting me, trying to claw her way through my skin as I drag her along. The pod lights offer a dim glow as I keep on swimming, ignoring the nails attacking every exposed inch of me.

Once we reach a sufficient level, I finally stop. Turning to face my little saint, I take my time admiring the string bikini doing a poor job of keeping her breasts covered. The tiny purple triangles are askew, and I can just make out the angry peaks.

The teasing sight combined with the panic filling Melody’s eyes has my cock bulging against my speedo. She looks absolutely terrified and I cannot remember a time when I felt more alive.

My little saint, an accomplice to murder.

And now she’s trapped in the deep end with me .

Pressing a hand to her chest, I wait until those panicked eyes meet mine.

Stop fighting.

It’s a reward for her honesty, I suppose, my valiant attempts to help her overcome the pressure building in her mind. A recreation of a traumatic event has a slim chance of removing the fear, but I suppose we have to start somewhere.

Melody continues to thrash around, wasting her air as she tries to loosen my hold. Sharp teeth snap at me in the most ferocious manner, her nails digging into my skin until red bleeds through the water.

Honestly, you would think I am trying to drown the girl, not help her.

Delicious lips press into a scowl as she pushes back against my chest. Her hair swirls around us in an explosion of red, the delicate strands taking on a life of their own. She is a sight to behold, but the blue tinge of her lips will not do at all.

Holding back a sigh, I pinch her nose and bring my lips to hers.

Exhaling heavily, I force a breath into her mouth and down her throat, replenishing her lungs with the air from my lungs. She gulps it down greedily, gripping my face as though it’s my presence and not my oxygen that’s keeping her alive.

It was supposed to be a small breath, but I find myself giving her everything .

Every last drop of oxygen drains from my body. It’s a single breath, but it continues until the familiar pressure starts to build in my lungs.

It’s a single breath, but I find myself unable to let go.

Bubbles float towards the surface as I slant my mouth over hers. She kisses me back immediately, her tongue flicking out to meet mine.

Melody locks her legs around my waist and presses her lips harder against mine. Chlorine stains her tongue as she pulls me closer, biting and tugging on my bottom lip until I’m pushing her up against the nearest wall.

Hooking my heel on the edge of the wall, I press into her, the thin material of my speedo barely keeping my cock from popping out. Melody scrapes her nails along my back, digging me further into her while those stubborn lips stay fused with mine.

The lack of oxygen has my head swimming, my brain short-circuiting until all I can feel is my little saint. She’s surrounding me, choking me, stealing something from me that I do not want ever returned.

We break through the surface, but neither of us break for air. Melody is gasping into my mouth as I thrust into her, her hands tearing at my hair until pain is flashing behind my eyes.

Her passion bleeds into me as I tug on her bottom lip with my teeth. Catching the string of her bikini top, I pull at the flimsy material until it comes undone .

Round, glorious breasts spill into my hands. I take my time touching them, memorizing the shape and texture before I start to squeeze.

Feeling her erect nipples press against my palms has me letting out a groan. Fingering the sharp peaks, I pinch them hard enough to make her cry out.

“I take what I want, little saint.” Licking a trail down her neck, I suck one of the sharp peaks into my mouth, “I always take what I want.”

Rolling the pink bud between my teeth, I bite down and relish in the desperate noises my little saint is making.

“So, this is the only time I’m going to ask you. What do you want?”

It’s an offer.

An opportunity to escape.

One that I never could have seen myself making.

The water ripples around us, identical to the pressure building in my chest. Big blue eyes bore into mine, searching for the trick.

Searching for the lie.

“You.”

Melody reaches out and rubs her thumb along my lip, smearing the blood her vicious teeth left behind.

“I want you.”

I don’t wait for her to change her mind .

Crashing my lips back on hers, I lick my way back inside her mouth. Every breath, every gasp is mine to claim and I claim each one.

Melody grinds down on my cock in the most sinful way, her whimpers and needy pleas lost to the cavern of my mouth.

“Hold on.”

“What... Oh my God.” She shrieks when I haul us out of the pool, her nails digging into my wet shoulders as I walk us towards the changeroom.

The door slams shut behind us, the lights flicking to life when I hit the switch.

Melody’s lips are back on my neck when I walk past the rows of lockers and over to the shower section.

“Your height is a terrible inconvenience, little saint.”

Kicking the bench across the room, the wooden frame skids over the shower drain and slams into the tiled wall.

A satisfied noise comes from my throat when I feel her hands tugging at my speedo.

“Why isn't this coming off?” She strokes the bulge, making the noise come from me again, “It's fucking tiny.”

“The wonders of a drawstring.”

Chuckling at her dismayed reaction, I set her down on the bench. Melody wobbles slightly, her breasts bouncing with the movement.

“Arms up.” I bark the command and she obeys.

A smile stains my lips when I take her hands and push them back against the wall. Tying them together with the string of her bikini top, I secure them above the rusty knob of the shower head.

“My little saint.” Kissing the inside of her wrist, I follow the trail down to her elbow, “All strung up for me.”

Her breathing grows heavy when I nip the tender flesh of her bicep.

“Did you know I had Finley strung up in this same spot?” Licking the flushed skin, I take my time kissing it better, “I watched him bleed for what he did to you.”

Her eyes flutter down, “Marlin.”

“Do you like knowing I hurt him?” Sliding my tongue down, I trace the bumps of her shoulder, “He was a bad man, little saint.”

She cries out when I bite down hard.

“But I’m worse.”

Her scream echoes through the locker room, feeding the uncontrollable need piercing through my soul.

“I listened to him scream, little saint. I listened to him scream and I kept thinking about how he made you scream.”

Something hot bleeds through me, “Nobody gets to make you scream. Nobody, except me.”

I scrape my knuckles against the sharp peak of her nipples. Melody whimpers, her hands tugging uselessly at the bonds.

“Say it.”

“Only you.”

I tilt my head, watching her squirm, “Only me, what?”

“Only you gets to make me scream. ”

“That’s right.” My lips peel back into a smile, “You’re mine, little saint. All mine.”

Sliding my hands down her body, I touch every inch of her skin. Every freckle, every indent becomes mine as I brand her with my nails and worship her with my fingers.

“I would do it again, you know.” My hands slide to the flesh hiding beneath her bikini bottoms, “I would string him up and carve out his other shoulder. I would do it all again, except this time, I would be the one holding the knife.”

Arousal drips on my hand when I push the damp material aside.

“Always so wet for me.” Chuckling softly, I brush a finger through her cum, “My dirty little saint, soaking her suit because I don’t tolerate anyone else touching her.”

Melody’s breathing is heavy and uneven when I push her legs apart. More arousal drips down her legs and I happily take a seat between them.

“Here’s the thing.” Tugging at the bows hugging her waist, the purple material falls onto my lap, “You don’t need anyone else. Not for pain and not for pleasure.”

Leaning forward, I run my tongue up her thigh, licking the cum right off her skin.

“Oh, God.”

“No, little saint.” Blowing a gust of air across her pussy lips, I watch the shudder run through her, “God isn’t allowed to make you scream, either.”

She whimpers when I lift one of her legs and place it over my shoulder. The other one follows suit until she’s perfectly spread, that pretty pussy sitting right in front of my face.

And then I devour her whole.

Cupping her ass, I tilt her hips and drive my tongue straight into her opening. Her arousal coats my tongue and drips down my chin as I lap her up, fucking her with my tongue until my name fills every corner of the men's changeroom.

Her entire bodyweight is resting on my shoulders when I press her into the tiled wall. Sucking her clit into my mouth, I play with the sensitive flesh while two fingers push inside her. Thrusting slowly, her arousal coats my hand as I flick the swollen bud with my tongue.

“ Marlin.”

“Louder.”

She follows my command without question, crying out my name over and over until my drenched lips are stretched into a smile.

Smearing cum from her slit to her crease, I circle the tight ring of muscle, teasing her back entrance with my thumb. I keep fucking her with my fingers, driving her to the brink of insanity before finally bridging the gap and piercing both holes.

An orgasm explodes from her body. Shuddering through the waves of pleasure, Melody bounces on my shoulders, her back pressed against the tiled wall. I suck her clit back into my mouth and bite down, squeezing another climax out of her shaking form .

My face is soaked by the time she stops shaking, and I waste no time unhooking her from the shower head and bending her over the bench. A trembling leg straddles each side and I grin when I see the arousal still dripping down her legs.

“Look at you.” I run a hand over the globes of her ass, “All flushed and ready for me. Soaking the bench in anticipation.”

Melody turns her head and looks at me, those big blue eyes momentarily distracting me from the pussy waiting to be fucked.

Tugging the drawstring of my suit, the wet material finally falls to the floor. My cock immediately bounces up to greet me, it’s glistening end already pointed towards the sweet spot between Melody’s shaking legs.

She hisses out a breath, “You’re not going to fit.”

I smile, watching her watch me stroke myself.

“Spread your legs.”

Smearing pre-cum along my tip, I pull her hips back and slide between her folds. Ignoring her entrance, I thrust forward, spreading her cum along my cock as I fuck her clit with my tip. Moans ring out when I keep going, building the friction until her pussy is weeping and cum drips to the floor.

Once there’s enough lube, I pull back and notch her entrance.

“You’re so tight, little saint.” Her pussy flutters as I start to sink into her, “So fucking tight.”

“I can’t.” She gasps, feeling me reach halfway, “You’re too big. ”

My eyes threaten to roll into the back of my head when she starts squeezing me. Her body is fighting the invasion, clenching and contracting until I can’t move any further.

“Relax, little saint.”

“I can’t.”

I give her a hard slap on the ass, triggering a new rush of arousal. The slickness helps to loosen her hold, and I push the rest of the way in.

“Holy shit.”

Melody is swearing, sweating, shivering beneath me. I give her twenty seconds to adjust before I pull out and push all the way back in.

“Maybe Calista was right.” Gripping her hips, I start driving into her, “You do take my cock like a good girl.”

Her hips push back every time I slam into her, causing desperate noises to leak out of that pretty mouth.

“ More. ”

“And here I thought you couldn’t take more.” Chuckling, I lean forward and wrap her dark red strands around my fist, “You did ask for it.”

Yanking her head back, I fuck her hard and fast. The sound of slapping skin fills the changeroom as I rail her from behind, keeping those strands locked around my fist.

Everything else disappears as I lose myself in her, punishing us both with thrusts that have my little saint coming for the third time tonight .

I don’t think, I don’t feel anything except her pleasure. It’s a sensory overload, an intoxicating flood of emotions rattling through my bones as I draw closer to the finish line.

I’ve experienced pleasure before, but not like this.

Never like this.

The climax hits me like a brick wall, slamming into my body so hard I see stars. Cum sprays across Melody’s back the moment I pull out, covering her fair skin in a layer of my seed.

Covering her body in me.

Tired blue eyes watch as I smear the cum with my finger, using it to write four letters along her spine.

Mine.