The Lonely Merman by Kay Berrisford

Author:Kay Berrisford [Berrisford, Kay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay, Fantasy, Romance
Publisher: Less Than Three Press, LLC
Published: 2017-07-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Ben had never believed he was into kink until that moment. Because he was pretty sure this was kinky.

Lyle lay on top and sprawled all over him. Those long fins roamed everywhere, delving into places and wrapping around parts of Ben that set him moaning with desire. Lyle seemed to have a thousand clever fingers, let alone those tentacle-like fins, and he set each one to the task of elevating Ben beyond paradise, onto a knife-edge between ecstasy and agony where frenzied sensations overwhelmed him.

He would've cried out, screamed with pleasure, but Lyle's nimble tongue plumbed the depths of his mouth, trapping his groans of delight in his throat. All Ben could do was claw down Lyle's back and wrap his legs tight about Lyle, a vain effort to draw Lyle even closer. If Ben could, he'd have ripped every last shred of his clothes away and dragged Lyle beneath his skin. As his climax rushed toward him, Ben cried out in his mind. Lyle… Oh God, Lyle! You're beautiful… so beautiful. I think I… heavens, I adore you.

Lyle must've sensed Ben's peak quaking through him. He pulled back a little, delicately tonguing the tip of Ben's nose then pressing his cheek to Ben's. He didn't relinquish his clinging hold about Ben's neck, nor retrieve the fin that toyed provocatively with the softening contents of Ben's trousers.

"Now, what are you going to thank me for first?" Lyle rasped sexily in Ben's ear. "That, or the picnic."

Still panting, Ben baulked. Did Lyle want them to have full-on sex right away? Maybe mermen could be superhuman sometimes, but Ben's stamina wasn't. "I'll thank you for both soon, I promise. Just give me a moment to recover." His uncomfortably full tummy didn't help, and now the heat of the moment had passed, Lyle's weight proved too much.

He stroked his thumb along Lyle's jawline then gently urged him off. "Not that I don't adore the feel of you on top of me," said Ben, "but your picnic was too lovely and too recent for me to be squashed for long."

Lyle rolled off, only mildly peeved. He grabbed a half empty ginger beer bottle, took a swig, and offered it to Ben. Ben declined, glancing around, his apprehension mounting. Making love last night under the cover of darkness was one thing. Few folks, except other lovers seeking nooky or the odd bird or badger fanatic, came to Shanty Wood at night. But he should never have risked doing what they'd just done in broad daylight—and wouldn't have, if he'd been able to think straight beyond the moment Lyle jumped his bones.

"Are you cross with me?" asked Lyle.

"No, I'm not. But that was risky. If we got caught, we… well, I, at least, could've been reported to the police or something. If I got arrested, I could lose my job, and then I wouldn't be able to protect this place." Or you, Lyle.

"Oh." Lyle looked disquieted. "I could conceal us with magic. It might be difficult, but if you put in a bit more effort next time we make love—"

"No," said Ben.

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