Vivian Arend - Tidal Wave

“She’s not wearing a bra,” Anthony whispered in awe as a finger brushed softly over the exposed skin of her back.

Joshua pulled away and Alexia restrained herself from following him, chasing his addictive taste. His hands pushed the straps of her dress aside and the top pooled around her hips. Anthony stroked her shoulders and down the curve of her breasts. He cradled her in his palms, lifting the firm globes to Joshua like an offering. The heat of Joshua’s stare hit her full on, and she forced her eyes shut to avoid going up in flames.

Then she was covered with caresses as her dress was lowered to the floor, and lips and hands touched her body again and again. She didn’t know who kissed her neck, didn’t care who caressed her breast. Skin to skin, moist kisses after searing hot touches. One of them flicked the pearled tip of her nipple, and her womb flooded with moisture.

“We want you, Alexia. All of you,” Joshua said before his tongue slid along the edge of her soaking wet undies. She opened her legs voluntarily, wanting more. Offering more. He pressed a kiss to her heated core, his teeth snagging on the fabric covering her. Hot breath on hot moisture combined and whirled together into a flammable danger zone. He leaned in harder with his lips, licking the length of her slit over her panties and she shivered.

Take them off, please.

She wanted his mouth on her, no barriers. Joshua sucked the fabric again, the crotch sopping wet between her juices and his mouth. Alexia tilted her hips, attempting to make him touch her more intimately, and he laughed. His hands traced over her thighs, thumbs rubbing along the inside toward her tender core. He pushed into the material, his fingers probing her pussy ever so slightly.

“Oh sweet mercy,” Alexia moaned. It was torment, the lightness of his touch on super-sensitized tissues.

Her panties slid away, and she rocked on suddenly shaky legs until Joshua’s hands steadied her. One hand reached behind her to clasp her ass, his fingers dipped into the crease between her cheeks. The other stroked her slit, fingers dragging through the moisture to settle where her clit pulsed in time with her heart.

Then his mouth descended and his tongue claimed her again.

All this time Anthony worshipped her breasts, his fingers rolling the tips between thumb and forefinger before he suckled, one side and then the other until both tingled with need.

“You’re beautiful, Alexia.” Anthony pulled back, his eyes glittering with golden flecks. She watched in fascination as he palmed her, lowering his mouth slowly to suckle. She was quivering with anticipation before the moist heat of his mouth lit her on fire. He raised his head to stare at her again. Stars swirled in the depths of his gaze.

“Your eyes. They’re alive with lights.” Wonder and delight filled her heart.

Anthony rose and moved to the side, allowing Joshua more room to settle intimately closer as his tongue lapped at her. Sensation built, pleasure rising. One man between her legs and one caressing her torso became an exquisite form of torture.

“You see the fire rising in my eyes, don’t you? It only shows in our human bodies when we feel extreme emotions,” Anthony whispered, dropping a kiss over her heart tenderly. “I’d do anything for you.”

A sensation like an electric shock hit her, pure energy settling on her body like a winter coat. Heavy, but comforting. She closed her eyes and still the haze of blue light surrounding them lit her vision. It was familiar and reassuring even as it sent her arousal through the ceiling.

Joshua flicked her clit with his tongue, two of his fingers buried in her sheath. He slid them in and out slowly compared to the extreme pace of his tongue, the contrast forcing her further toward nirvana. Anthony sucked a nipple into his mouth and his touch sent her over the edge. Her pussy convulsed, another flood of moisture dropped to cover Joshua’s fingers. She moaned, a long, low satisfied sound, and Joshua chuckled. He planted a final kiss on her pussy before he rose to drop one more on her lips. He tasted of her juices and his own unique flavor, his mouth firm against hers before he stepped back and stroked her cheek.

A thrill shot through Alexia as she watched Joshua’s expression. His face reflected the things she felt in her heart. Desire, hunger, yes, but also a deeper longing for companionship, for love. She lifted her hand to touch his face, letting her own emotions show. Their gazes locked and something sweet passed between them.

Anthony settled her carefully on the pillows and cushions gathered in front of the fire. The hard edge of desire that had ridden her all day had dulled slightly with her orgasm, but her body still called for them. Needed them intensely. She stared in amazement at the pale blue light hovering around the men, not so much above them but a part of them.

“We’ll take care of you, Alexia.” Anthony lay by her right side, Joshua reclined on her left. Their hands flicked her skin like shooting stars to leave trails of scorching heat in their wake. A part of her mind warned she should feel embarrassed with two men touching her. Should feel guilt over the urges pushing her to take control and demand their bodies worship hers. Anthony continued, “Merfolk don’t get STDs and you’re not fertile right now. We’re not going to use any kind of protection because it’s not needed.”

She glanced at Joshua. He nodded. “You need the chemicals, and they’re in our semen. I swear you’re safe.”

She shouldn’t be willing to agree so quickly. It was outrageous, but so were the emotions flaring through her body and mind. She stared into Joshua’s eyes. Whatever the connection was between them, she was never going to let him go. He was tied to her, whether he knew it or not.

But Anthony? He was the companion of her youth, a friend, not someone who’d made her hot and bothered. Why did she want so badly to start chewing on one end of him and not stop until she’d reached the other end? Her mouth watered at the thought of his naked skin under her tongue.

They said she would know what to do. She found her fingers wrapped tightly around the medallion that was all she wore. Magic pendant or merfolk blood, there was little she could do at this point but let the instincts drive her.

And instinct told her to taste Anthony.

“Why am I naked and you still have all your clothes on?” she teased, playing with the front of Anthony’s shirt. He stilled his body and let her undo the buttons one by one, her knuckles stroking his smooth skin as he shrugged the fabric over his shoulders.

Blue light floated away into the air like a fine powder under her fingers, but it never grew less. Behind her the rustle of fabric told her Joshua had stripped as well, but she ignored him for a moment to let her hands and mouth do what they longed for. She crawled on top of Anthony and straddled his torso, her wet curls heating to scalding against his skin.

Anthony smiled at her, his eyes glowing even brighter as his gaze traced her body. She leaned over and kissed him, his mouth tender and soft, his tongue touching hers in brief flicks.

Then she gave in to her longings and licked his jawline, tasting the sweet salt of his skin. The burst of his scent filled her head and her nipples tightened again, her breasts tucked against his firm chest.

As she kissed her way down Anthony’s body she became aware of Joshua again, his heat rolling over her, calling to her. She sat and reached for Joshua. Their mouths met and she feasted on him, biting and attacking. Demanding his passion in return. They devoured each other until she broke away, gasping to drag air back into her lungs. Anthony’s hands caressed her breasts and she laughed out loud.