Into the Depths by Cassidy Sierra

Author:Cassidy, Sierra
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2021-10-02T00:00:00+00:00

5

Chapter 5

Finley woke as the first light of dawn was breaking at the horizon. “Oh, shit. I have to get home.”

Íde stirred next to her, lifting the arm they’d draped over her waist. “Ah, yes. Your kin rise early. Put your layers on, and I will take you back.”

Finley hopped up on jelly legs and nearly toppled over. Íde caught her and passed over the items of discarded clothing. While Finley dressed and tidied herself with the cleansing wipes, Íde carried the boat back over the edge of the cliff.

“Climb on my back. I will carry both you and the boat down to the water.”

Finley obliged, clinging to the merrow with the last dregs of her strength. She was drowsy for the trip back into town. The tea she’d packed warmed her up, and she nestled into the wool blanket. Thankfully, she didn’t run into anyone on her way back to Mrs. Murphy’s cottage. She also managed to avoid getting caught before she tumbled straight into bed. Her pillow had never felt so good.

It would have been nicer to have some extra cuddles with Íde, but there was always next time.

“Finley, darling.”

She cracked open one eye to look at her grandmother looming over her bed.

“I used the spare key to come check on you. Are you sick?”

“I don’t think so. Just tired.”

“It’s three in the afternoon, dear.”

Finley wasn’t surprised given that she’d returned home at dawn. “Oops. Didn’t mean to sleep that long.”

“We were all wondering if you were ever going to wake up.”

“Sorry. It took me forever to fall asleep last night.”

Her grandmother set a hand on her shoulder. “Should I leave you be a while yet?”

Finley yawned. “I’ll get up.”

Her grandmother nodded and went back downstairs. Finley moved slowly, conscious of the lingering sensation between her thighs and the protest of her back over sleeping on the rocks. She rather felt like she’d run a couple of marathons overnight. Her body remembered each touch in brutal detail, and Íde infused her thoughts with every step.

She combed out her hair, removing bits of grass before stepping into the shower. Eager fingers were swirled against her clit, bringing her to wakefulness with the quick burst of pleasure as she came under the hot water. She’d never been insatiable before. Usually an orgasm would hold her over pretty well for at least a few days before she thought of doing something to get another. But now…all she could think about was Íde and when she could get the merrow’s hands on her again.

Finley whimpered as she toweled herself dry. She surveyed herself in the mirror, relieved that she’d somehow managed to avoid bruising or any other outwardly noticeable signs of what she’d been up to. She sighed and got dressed, pulling on a knit sweater to fend off the drizzly chill of the overcast day outside.

Her grandmother was waiting for her in Mrs. Murphy’s kitchen. “Are you certain you’re alright?” her grandmother asked as Finley appeared.

“Of course. Why?”

“You’ve been…different since you fell into the sea.

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