Ocean's Surrender (13 page)

Eventually, they said their good-byes, Fen shook Leo’s hand, using the contact to carefully scan Leo’s emotions. Gone was any trace of jealousy or concern, although Fen thought he sensed a faint regret on Leo’s part that the paramedic couldn’t make the night last longer.

Interesting
, Fen thought. If Leo were naturally open-minded, that would help things out immeasurably.

When Leo and River said good-bye that night, River embraced him longer than she ever had. Normally their hugs were perfunctory, with her pushing away after a polite millisecond. This time however, she let herself be pulled into the gravity of Leo’s warm, strong body.

In that moment, River felt safe. She wondered if Fen weren’t working his mojo on her.

“You guys need a lift?” Leo asked.

“No, thanks, we’ll walk,” River said. Leo knew he should feel jealousy at that “we”, but whatever had passed between the three of them that evening meant he couldn’t be. Despite the fact he suspected River and Fen were lovers, Leo knew the other man didn’t want to possess River in any way.

They said their final good-byes and Leo walked back to his car, River watching him.

When she turned back towards Fen, his senses were overwhelmed by the woman’s sexual desire.

And the selkie couldn’t have been happier that her being so worked up was only partially because of him.

Chapter Thirteen

“Where’s Jason?” Fen muttered into River’s mouth.

The woman had practically attacked him as soon as the front door was closed.

“His room’s in the basement. Mine’s on the second floor. We can’t hear each other if we scream.” River only pulled away from Fen long enough to put the selkie at ease, before moving in for another long, deep kiss.

Freed from any concern over shocking Jason, Fen’s desire poured over River in a deluge. Hers rose to his, a heady combination of lust, anticipation and something else…something that spoke of other, unrequited passions and a deep longing.

For as much as River wanted the man currently carrying her upstairs to her bedroom, she wanted another man, who wasn’t here.

Fen’s main concern was to figure out whether or not River would rather have Leo here, over him, or if River could entertain the idea of Leo being here, with Fen. This concern didn’t spring from jealousy, however. It was because Fen had ideas, and he wanted to use tonight to test whether those ideas were possibilities.

River’s teeth found Fen’s lower lip, biting gently before licking away the sting. Her tongue twined in his, then her hands buried themselves in his hair.

“Naked,” she commanded, pulling away just enough to have her say. Obligingly, Fen’s glamour shimmered then faded, leaving the selkie clad only in golden flesh and his sealskin.

“Better,” she said, as Fen placed River on the edge of her bed. She pushed him away long enough to look at him, admiring the long lines of muscular physique, her eyes lingering on the rigid length of Fen’s hard cock.

“Mmmm,” River sighed, reaching forward a small hand to touch Fen reverently. He shivered as her fingers brushed against the swollen head of him, then moaned as her fist closed to stroke him with slow, sure movements.

She watched Fen’s face, loving his pleasure. He’d dropped his glamour entirely, leaving his true form bare to her. She loved how his liquid eyes closed with every long stroke back, then opened to look at her hand on his cock as she stroked gently.

He leaned forward enough to grasp the bottom of her shirt, and she released his sex for the brief moment it took for him to strip off her sweater, long sleeved T-shirt, and cami. Her bra followed.

Then she leaned forward to find him again, but this time with her mouth.

“Oh, River,” Fen gasped, as her warm, wet tongue found the head of his cock, and then licked lovingly down the underside of his shaft. Her hand moved to cup his balls as she moved back up to suck in just his tip, rolling her tongue around him as if savoring his taste.

His right hand fisted in her hair as his left reached down to squeeze her breast, pulling her into him as he gently began to fuck her mouth.

“That feels so good, River. I love your mouth on me.”

Fen was rewarded with a gentle squeeze of his balls and an extra swirl of the girl’s talented tongue.

“But what would you do if there were two cocks here, lass?” Fen asked. River looked up at him with lust-dark eyes. He used the hand on her hair to pace her, and to keep her mouth full. It was his turn to talk, and he wanted her to react with her body and her emotions rather than her words.

“I saw how you looked at Leo,” Fen murmured, filling River’s mouth. She made a noise, whether of protest or agreement, he couldn’t tell. But what he knew for certain was that her lust peaked at his words. He knew if he touched her now, her pussy would be wet, getting wetter as he spoke.

“I felt your desire for him too, River. I know you want him.” River whimpered, Fen’s cock pushing in and out of her mouth. Whether a reflection of her lust or as encouragement, River’s suction on Fen’s cock increased. He thought of repairing fishing nets as he tamped down on his desire to come. The woman had a ridiculously talented mouth.

“I think you’d like it if he were here right now, River. I think you’d like it if his cock was here too, before you.”

River’s head bobbed faster, her mouth sucked harder. Her lust rose in her and Fen saw her hand move between her legs. She touched herself as he continued.

“I’d love to see you like that, River. Your mouth on him, your hand on me. Then you’d switch. We’d both be so hard for you. Wanting you. Would you like that, River?”

Her only response was to suck harder, her fingers between her legs moving faster. River’s desire was almost overwhelming as she saw the fantasy Fen spun out before them.

No amount of mental net repairing was going to keep Fen from coming if she kept this up.

“Where would you like us to come? Would you want us to come in your mouth? On your breasts? Or would you like us to fuck you? Both of us at once, taking turns?”

River made a strangled sound around Fen’s cock, her eyelids heavy. She pulled back, and Fen wondered what she would say.

“I’d want you to come in my mouth. I’d want to taste you,” she said, meeting his eyes as she took him back into her mouth.

Fen groaned. “Is that what you want, lass? Do you want me to come for you?”

River’s dug her nails into Fen’s ass in a clear affirmative.

And so Fen let himself go, fucking in and out of River’s mouth till he felt his own orgasm sweep through him. Steadying River’s mouth on his cock, he jetted into her mouth, long strings of come that she swallowed, loving his cries of release as she pulled the last of his orgasm from him.

Only when the touch of her mouth was too much did he push her away, gently.

“Don’t stop touching yourself,” he told her, as he let his trembling knees pull him, kneeling, to the carpet.

River did as Fen asked, keeping her fingers on her clit as he pushed her legs apart. He watched her, his eyes roving from her cunt to her face, from the source of her pleasure up to see its effect. He felt her thighs tremble, and he stroked his hands gently over them.

“Imagine sitting here, like you are now, with me kneeling in front of you.”

River watched Fen’s mouth as he spoke, her expression hazy.

“And imagine Leo, sitting behind you. You’re leaning back, on his chest.”

River sighed, her fingers dipping to fill her cunt. She also shifted, just slightly, as if leaning back in an imaginary lover’s arms.

“Would you like his hands on your breasts? Maybe pinching your nipples?”

“Oh, yes,” River whispered, breathless.

“He could also hold your legs apart for me,” Fen said, shifting forward slightly. His cock was already growing hard again, his eyes now locked on River’s fingers; on her dripping sex and her obvious enjoyment of their shared fantasy.

“He’d hold them open, as I tasted you.”

Fen leaned forward, stroking his tongue over River’s lips, her fingers.

“Maybe he’d hold your hands too, like that scarf did last night.”

With that, Fen pushed away River’s hand, grasping both her wrists behind her back with his left hand, as his right held her sex open for him.

“You’d be ours to play with, sweet girl. Ours to pleasure. Would you like that?”

Fen made sure that question was rhetorical by sucking River’s clit firmly into his mouth, flicking his tongue over her. She bucked her hips against him, but didn’t fight his hold on her wrists.

Fen kept up his manipulation of her cunt with his lips, his tongue, and eventually his fingers, until she was just on the brink of coming for him.

“Please, Fen,” she begged, almost incoherent with need. But Fen had other ideas.

He stood, and she saw how hard he was for her once more.

“Do you have any toys?” he asked, to her obvious surprise.

“Um, yes,” she said. “In the nightstand.”

“May I?” Fen asked, indicating the nightstand. River nodded.

Fen slid open the drawer and smiled.

Perfect
, he thought. For the drawer contained two vibrators–one quite slim and long, the other thicker. There was also a small bottle of lube.

Fen took out all three items, laying them on the bed. River watched him with wide eyes.

“On your knees, River,” Fen said, giving her a sly smile. River’s throat worked as she gulped, but she did as Fen commanded.

Fen’s hands found the soft globes of River’s succulent little ass, massaging her gently. His fingers then ran up her spine, until he could push her shoulders to the bed.

Vulnerable and exposed before him, River shivered. But Fen’s constant touching gentled her.

“Gods, you’re gorgeous, lass. Do you know that?”

River didn’t answer, except with a throaty moan when Fen’s fingers once again found her sex.

“Your body was made for pleasure. You’re so soft, so round. And so sensitive. Your pussy is soaked, perfect for fucking.”

River rocked her hips back on Fen’s fingers, mewling her pleasure. She wanted to kill him when, seconds before she came, Fen again withdrew his fingers. But her irritation was short lived, as his cock was at her wet opening a moment later.

“I’m going to fuck you now, River. My cock in your cunt and my fingers in your ass.”

The head of his cock parted her lips as she heard him pop open the cap on her lube. A cold swirl of wetness splashed on her asshole, before his thumb was there, rubbing it in and letting it warm.

When he finally sank deep, he did just as he’d warned. His cock went first, filling her deeply, with his finger pushing into her ass a second later. He gave her a second to adjust to both types of penetration before withdrawing, only to fill her again and again. Pumping her with cock and fingers, working the ring of her anus till it accepted a second finger, stretching her with a sweet ache that only increased as a third finger joined the others.

“Oh fuck,” River groaned, fisting the pillow in front of her. “Oh, Fen…”

“God you feel good, River. Now imagine Leo’s in front of you. Imagine sucking him, while I fuck you. Would you like that?”

“Oh god, yes,” the girl whispered. She could almost feel it—Fen’s cock so big, joined by those clever fingers that pushed into her ass with a pleasure she’d never imagined.

She felt his fingers slide out of her ass, and then she felt more liquid. Finally, she felt something cold and hard pushing into her.

My vibrator, she realized, knowing he’d chosen the slimmer, plastic model.

But it didn’t feel small pushing into her tight ass. He kept his cock shafted deep as he pushed her toy in, till River really knew what it was to be full.

“Oh fuck,” she groaned. Then, keeping the vibe buried deep in her ass, Fen began to fuck River with long, slow strokes.

“It doesn’t have to a vibrator fucking you right now,” Fen told her, finding her clit with his free hand. Strumming across the center of her pleasure, Fen felt her cunt tighten spasmodically on his cock. She was so close to coming he’d have to be careful–he didn’t want to bring her until he was ready.

“It could be Leo,” Fen said. “It could be Leo buried in your ass. Me buried in your pussy.” He fucked her harder, before stilling himself deep inside of her. Then he slowly began fucking her ass with the vibrator.

“Imagine a real cock, instead of plastic. Would you like that?”

“Oh god, yes,” River groaned. So Fen obliged her. River felt the hard plastic slide out of her ass, another application of cold lube, and then Fen’s cock was there. Much bigger than the vibrator had been, River didn’t know if she could accommodate him in her tight ass.

“Push onto me,” Fen whispered, through gritted teeth. “Relax, and push…”

River did as he asked, feeling his cock push past her tight ring with a dizzying combination of pleasure and pain.

Fen held himself there, until she relaxed around him, then he began pushing, slowly feeding more of himself into her.

He kept up that slow, steady fucking until River pushed back on him, clearly indicating she wanted more.