Page 78 of A Soul’s Awakening

The Merman gave a broad smile, the bioluminescence across his nose flickering, showing a row of pointed fangs. Helena surveyed his face. Cheekbones gave way to a strong jaw and full lips. Gills flared excitedly behind his finned ears. His black hair, long and loosely curled, framed his face and streamed into the water behind him. Helena’s eyes continued up, desperately trying to ignore the burning squeeze of her lungs as small bubbles escaped her lips.

His webbed hands, the skin in between matching the teal of his tail, moved gracefully and deliberately underwater. “Hello there, sweetheart,” he signed to her.

She beamed back at him and moved her hands in response. “Hello, my love.”

Helena continued her study of him. His golden-brown torso of braided muscles gave way to smooth scales of teal. The Merman’s tail was long and lithe. It ended in a pair of near-translucent fins that propelled him effortlessly towards Helena.

She could not stand it anymore. She arched her neck and crushed her lips to his. The Merman brought his clawed fingers behind her head and pushed her in deeper for their kiss. As though he could sense Helena was running out of air, he gathered her into his arms. She felt the press of corded biceps and braided abdominal muscles against her curves as she melted against him.

They burst to the surface and Helena fed her starving lungs with a gulp of air. Panting as her heart rate lowered, she settled into his embrace. The Merman nuzzled into her, stealing kiss after kiss, not letting her get one word out. Helena cradled his face as leisurely flicks of his magnificent tail eventually brought them onto the shore. She shifted herself and landed right on top of the Merman, right where skin became scale. Helena’s knees dug into the sand and her bronzed thighs gripped either side of his upper tail.

“Lance!” she exclaimed breathlessly. Helena ripped off her goggles and fins, tossing them aside. Tears pricked her eyes as she leant forward and cupped his cheek. “I was so worried about you.”

The Merman turned his face, fangs grazing her palm, as he gave her hand a gentle kiss. She knew the shift could take time and that he could not form Seeliespeak until he was mostly in his human form.

Helena did not want to wait. She looked left and right, confirming their solitude on the beach. She leant forward and kissed his lips. Then, as she sat back, she ran her nails over his solid chest, tracing her fingertips along his tattooed blue swirls.

Helena lifted her hands from his skin. “Yes?” she signed, wanting to confirm that he was willing to continue like this.

Lance’s eyes widened and his face split into a cocky fang-filled grin. The Merman brought his hands together and signed, using the language they created specifically so they could communicate when they were underwater and when he was in his Mer shape. “Yes.”

He reached with clawed fingers into her brown waves, gripping the back of her head and pushing her to his lips. He surged his way into Helena’s mouth. Lance nipped her exploring tongue and rose-coloured lips. His strong, webbed hands teased his claws down her spine, working their way to her broad hips. Lance squeezed them and palmed her ample ass.

She sat back up, waves lapping her knees in the ankle-deep water, as the Merman tugged at the swimming clothes she wore on her lower half. He gave a frustrated grunt as they did not budge. He hooked a claw each side of it, easily slicing through material. He pulled it loose and tossed it aside, a smirk of satisfaction on his full lips met her eyes.

Helena’s arousal grew, bared and flush against his tail. Her wetness seeped onto his teal scales. Lance’s hand travelled back up her body, tracing the abundant freckles on her chest. Helena shuddered beneath his caress, spurts of pleasure spiralling from each touch. He reached around and sliced the tied cotton at the back of Helena’s neck. The material fell away, revealing Helena’s large breasts tipped with dusky pink nipples.

He arched his tail upwards, tossing her towards him again. The tips of his fins draped coolly on her spine, sending tingles all the way down to her toes. Helena caught herself on his chest and Lance reached up to grab her breasts. He circled one, eventually rolling a pebbled nipple between his fingers. He left feverish kisses down Helena’s neck, a moan escaping her lips, eventually taking the other nipple into his mouth, fangs scraping and tongue lashing.

Helena gasped and ground against him, getting impatient. She groaned as his webbed hand tickled circles down her stomach, his claws tracing her lightning-shaped stretch marks.

Lance reached down past the hair between her thighs and found the sensitive spot he was looking for. Careful of his claws, he slowly circled his fingers directly onto her clit. She let out a breathy moan. Her hips matched his movement and spiralled with his hand.

Her first climax was unexpected. Helena came hard and fast, soaking his hand.

Her excitement then triggered something in him she had never seen before. This was the first time Helena had been this intimate with Lance in his Mer body. Right beneath where she was straddling him, a long, thick cock erupted from between his scales, right about where it would be in his human shape. The Merman was hard and ready.

She looked down at it and then up his quivering body. Helena met his eyes, hunger reflecting back at her. He gave an enthusiastic nod, and she eagerly lowered herself onto him. Lance’s girth stung a little as it entered her. Helena gave a pleasured hiss as she adjusted herself to his cock. She waited a while, relishing in the feeling of fullness he gave her.

The Merman gasped, finally sounding human. “Len.” He looked down at where they were joined, his melodious voice lilting as he moaned her name. “Len…” His abyssal, black eyes widened. “Please…”

Helena gave a languid grin. “Say please again.”

He gripped her ass and squeezed, slowly pushing her down to start the rhythm. “Please,” his deep voice begged.

Helena responded by lowering herself the rest of the way down, the complete length filling her in a way she never had been before. She ground back and forth, finding a furious rhythm as Lance arched his tail, hitting her deeper and deeper.

It had been too long for the Merman since he had felt her, been inside her. Helena gripped him, hot and tight as she rocked on top of him. He tried desperately not to come too quickly, determined to make their reunion last a little longer. From the moment Helena had captured Lance’s cock inside of her, he had been teetering on the precipice of oblivion.

“Len...” he moaned, “slow down…” Lance’s gaze dragged away from Helena rocking back and forth on him and met her face. Her eyes bore into him, as though she could never stop looking at his face again. “This is too much. If you keep going like this, I am going to come already.” His human hands squeezed her hips, digging in his nails.

“I want you to come,” Helena gasped. “I want to feel it.” She leant forward and bit his salted lips with a near-feral kiss.

“Only after another from you,” the Merman bit back, pointed teeth scraping her chin.

Lance circled his thumb on Helena’s clit, the extra friction immediately triggering her second climax. He continued as the second blended into a third. Helena gave a breathy moan as she continued to rock back and forth on him.

“Good girl,” Lance encouraged as he continued to round his thumb on her clit.