Page 21 of Entangled

Seven

Sebastian carried Merrow over to the bed and laid her atop it. “Merrow? Can you hear me? Are you all right?” he asked. She didn’t seem to be breathing and he wasn’t sure what to do. It made him wonder about sea nymphs. Did they need air shared by a human? After all, if he were underwater, he’d need air from a mermaid to survive.

He could think of no other way to give her air than to blow it into her mouth. He lowered his head and did so, but the air came right out her nose and did not go into her lungs.

“Damn,” he mumbled, holding her nose closed and trying it again. Success. This time, she coughed, and started breathing on her own. Her eyes shot open and he looked into those beautiful sea-colored orbs, hovering over her, so close that he could feel her breath on his face.

“Sebastian? What happened?” she asked in a sleepy voice.

“You drank some potent whisky and stopped breathing. No more of that for you. I had to share my breath with you to bring you back.”

Her hand went to her lips. Then up to his face as she caressed his cheek. “You…kissed me. Didn’t you?” she asked in a soft but shaky voice.

“I suppose you could say that. However, it was only to share my breath, I swear.”

“That was so thoughtful of you. Thank you. I only wish I had been awake to experience the kiss like the last time.”

“I wouldn’t mind experiencing the kiss again either.” He slowly brought his mouth to hers and gently kissed her once again. She tasted sweet, like honey, mixed with the tang of the whisky still on her tongue. He liked it. When she took his head in her hands and accepted the kiss instead of pushing him away, he found himself becoming excited. His eyes closed and his lips parted. He slipped his tongue into her mouth…and she bit him!

“Ow!” He pushed away. “What did you do that for?” He tasted the flavor of iron on his tongue.

“You were trying to choke me.”

“Nay, I wasn’t. It’s a way of kissing. Don’t mermaids know about it? After all, I figured being a sea nymph, you were probably a very sexual creature.”

“How dare you say that!” She pushed up in the bed, hugging a pillow to her chest. “You make it sound as if I’m naught but a lush.”

“I’ve heard tales about mermaids. They’re usually naked from the waist up, aren’t they? And sirens lure men to their deaths, first having their way with them. Am I wrong?”

“Don’t even try to compare me to them. I’m not a mermaid or a siren. How many times do I need to tell you? And for your information, I am not a sex-starved woman.”

“I said sexual, but it’s the same thing.” He brought her shell charm out of his pouch, holding it in his palm.

“What are you doing?” Her eyes grew wide, focusing on what he held. So much power to control her was right in the palm of his hand.

“I’m proving a point.” He rubbed his thumb over the shell, and might have well been rubbing it over her womanly nub by the way she fell back on the bed and started squirming around in passion. He actually liked having so much control over her. Mayhap his Uncle Sethor was right. Having power was everything and anything that really mattered in life. “You like this, don’t you?”

“Ooooh, yes!” She suddenly sat up and pulled off her gown, sitting before him totally naked. “I need to make love to you, Sebastian. Right now.” Up on her knees, she reached out for him, pulling him hard against her chest and kissing him forcefully. He was surprised when her tongue shot out into in his mouth, the same way he had done to her just moments before. She proved to be a fast learner.

“You little vixen,” he said with a low chuckle as she quickly reached out and pulled off his tunic, tossing it onto the bed. Then she pushed him to his back and into a prone position. “You, my dear, are proving to be even more sexual and sensual than what I’ve heard about mermaids.”

“Is that so?” Merrow pulled off his trews and threw them to the floor. “Well, what have we got here?”

With his fingers still rubbing over the charm, Sebastian gasped when she ripped off his braies next. He felt the cool air against his hot skin. Then he felt so much more when she wrapped her fingers around his erect manhood.

“Mmmmm. So big and hard.” The girl was out of control. She straddled him. “Do you know how constricting it is to have a tail?”

“Nay. I can’t say I do.”

“It feels so freeing to have legs to be able to spread!” She squealed and threw her arms in the air.“It is what every undine longs for. To feel the engorged manhood of a male entering into her body, sliding in and out, in and out.” She undulated her hips with each word. Positioned directly above his erect manhood, she slowly started to slide down, ready to take him into her tight warmth. Sebastian wanted nothing more in the world than to make love with this enticing woman right now. He had never been so excited in his entire life.

He reached up with one hand, cupping her breast and squeezing. She giggled and cooed. Then his thumb grazed over her tight nipple. She moaned and threw back her head. Her long hair brushed against his arm. Merrow’s skin was soft and smooth. Her breast felt full and firm. Slowly, he let his hand glide down her chest and belly, his fingers stopping below her waist. He eagerly played with her womanly folds, running the tips of his fingers through her downy curls. She was already wet and more than ready for him to slide into her so they could both experience their release. It would be ever so simple to do so. Every man longed for such a willing woman in bed. This one was throwing herself at him in want. This lovely sea wench wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

Or did she? Suddenly, this no longer felt right.

He felt a burning sensation against his palm, and glanced over to the shell in his other hand. It glowed a bright white. Guilt ate away at him. Merrow didn’t truly want him in this manner at all. He was only fooling himself if he believed that to be true. The only reason the sea nymph was acting this way was because he was controlling her and making her do it! He’d initially only rubbed the shell charm to prove a point, but now this was getting out of control.

“Nay! Stop,” he said, throwing the charm down upon the bed.