Porpoiseful Intent [Placida Pod 2] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) (2 page)

Dolphin Emery reappeared a moment later.
“Come on in,”
he silently said to Sean with their mental connection.
“The water’s fine.”
He took off around the boat again, launching himself completely out of the water before disappearing beneath the surface.

Sean laughed as he watched Emery playing in the water for a few minutes. Emery would rocket straight out of the water before diving under again. Sean dropped his swim trunks to the deck and did a cannonball into the water. When he broke the surface, Emery had shifted back to human form.

“Lube?” Emery asked with an amused smile.

“Argh.” Sean swam back to the boat to lube himself up.

Emery treaded water near the engine. “I know you’re eager to get laid, babe, but damn.”

Sean stuck his tongue out at him as he worked lube into his ass. Emery wore a delicious, playful smile. “Are you complaining that I’m eager to have you fuck me?”

Emery shook his head. “That’s not what I said. I think it’s cute.”

Sean finished and jumped into the water again. While they frequently screwed around in their pool—and even more frequently in their bed—they didn’t often have a chance to do it in open water. Sean loved the feeling of the warm Gulf waters swirling around them and being naked under the sun. Not to mention it meant Emery had a chance to freely swim and move his shifted dolphin body in ways the limited size of their pool couldn’t allow.

Emery embraced him as Sean wrapped his arms and legs around him. Sean wasn’t the only one hard. The head of Emery’s stiff cock bumped between his ass cheeks.

“You gonna poke me or play around all afternoon?” Sean joked.

Emery slid his cock home, hard and deep, bottoming out, making Sean moan and his cock jump. He’d never measured Emery’s cock but it had to be at least twelve inches, and thick. It never failed to roll Sean’s eyes back in his head.

“How’s that?” Emery asked.

Sean laid his head against Emery’s shoulder. “Oh, fuck yeah, baby. Just like that.”

Sean closed his eyes and moaned again, loudly, as Emery grabbed Sean’s hips and started fucking him. Like this, Emery’s cock pressed right against Sean’s gland, every movement threatening to send Sean over the edge.

On his back, Emery slowly swam lazy circles around the anchored boat, fucking Sean and cradling him against his body. Sean frantically tried to get enough traction against his own cock rubbing between their bodies. “Dammit, that feels sooo good,” he moaned.

“It’s supposed to feel good, babe,” Emery replied. “Otherwise, we’re not doing it right.”

“You’re doing it more than just right.” After several minutes of their sexy aquatic fucking, Sean grew frantic. “Jeez, I want to come!”

“Bounce up and down on me. Work that sweet ass of yours on my cock.”

Sean held on and did just that. Soon, he and Emery had a rhythm going that hit Sean’s gland with every stroke and gave his cock some desperately needed friction. After a few minutes, he threw his head back as his cock exploded between them. “Yes!”

Emery thrust a few more times before Sean felt his cock swell and throb inside him, flooding him with his hot juices. Sean collapsed against Emery’s body, shivering as the last echoes of his climax rumbled through him.

Emery floated on his back, his cock still embedded inside his lover. “Better, baby?”

“Uh-huh.” Sean let out a happy sigh. “You always make it better.”

* * * *

It was late afternoon before they returned home after a day of very little fishing and a whole lot of fucking. They were walking in the door when Emery’s cell phone rang.

He glanced at it. “Crap.”

“What?”

“It’s my father.” He answered. “Hi, Dad.”

Sean went to start the shower. Fortunately, his relationship with Emery’s father had improved greatly from the first time they met.

Emery joined him in the shower a few minutes later. “Well, that was an interesting conversation.”

“Do I want to know?”

“It’s not bad. There’s going to be a superpod here for
sowun
.”

Sean turned and looked at him. “A what for what?”

Emery’s delicious smirk threatened to stir Sean’s cock again. “Samhain. S-A-M-H-A-I-N. You know, Halloween.”

“That’s not how you said it.”

“That’s the way it’s spelled.”

“Is this one of those dolphin things?”

“Well, yes and no. The superpod is, but Samhain comes every year. It’s when the veil is thinnest.”

“The veil? Wait, never mind.” Sean wasn’t sure how much dolphin-alia he wanted to try to absorb that afternoon. “What’s a superpod?”

“It’s a gathering. Hundreds, if not thousands, of dolphin shifters getting together. They’ll come from all over, both our pod and others. Apparently it’s happening here this year. Dad wants me to help him with the logistics.”

“Is this like the hunt?”

“Well, yes and no. It’s more about the pods getting together like a family reunion. Younglings looking for mates can meet a broader pool of fellow shifters. Some hunting, sure.”

Sean rinsed the shampoo from his hair. “So I’m guessing for this superpod thing you don’t just take over a hotel and fill the pool?”

Emery let out an amused snort. “Not quite. We do have to scout around all the local hotels so I can put it up on the website. Also, we post a list of contacts for people willing to lend a spare bedroom.”

“Whoa. Website? What the hell do you put on a website? ‘Hey, dolphin dudes and dudettes, here’s the 411’?”

“No. It’s listed as the Nadel family reunion. Putting up a website makes it easier for more to attend, getting the word out like that.”

“Oh.” Sean finished rinsing. “Isn’t that a little risky?”

“Not really. No one is interested in becoming a government science project. It’s in everyone’s best interests to keep their yaps shut.” He squirted shampoo into his palm and lathered his scalp. “It also means we’re going up to my parents’ house for dinner tonight.”

“Crap. There goes my plans for nakey time with you later.”

Emery arched a blond eyebrow at him. “You’re still horny? Dude, you fucked me out for at least the rest of the day, and that’s hard to do.”

“No.” He pulled Emery into his arms. “I just wanted more nakey time with you. I always want more nakey time with you.”

“Ah. We can still do that when we get home. Don’t worry. Besides, you’ll finally get to meet my sister Olivia and her husband, Brad. They’re coming over for dinner tonight, too.”

Sean rinsed off again from where he’d hugged Emery and gotten soap all over him. “Do I have to go?” he grumbled.

“Oh, stop it. You know my dad and mom are cool about us.”

“Yeah, but what about your sisters?” At thirty-four, Emery was the oldest child of Louise and Joseph Nadel. Emery had three younger sisters and a brother ranging in age from twenty-three to thirty-two. Sean had briefly met Emery’s brother, Christopher, but hadn’t yet met Christopher’s wife or any of Emery’s sisters.

“It’ll be fine. They already know about you. I told them. Admit it. You’re just not used to big families.”

As an only child, Sean had no idea what it was like to have a big family. “You’ve got that right.” Sean stepped out of the shower to dry off while Emery finished. “I need my quiet time. You know that. I think I would have gone crazy being raised in a busy house.”

Emery laughed. “Who said I didn’t go crazy?”

They pulled into the Nadels’ driveway a little after six that evening. Joseph and Louise Nadel lived in a spacious house in eastern Sarasota County that, by all rights, could be called a mansion.

Sean stared at the house. “Every time you bring me here,” Sean muttered from the passenger seat, “I feel like I should be taking my shoes off at the front door and wiping my bare feet on the mat before I go in.”

“Oh, stop it. You know they’re not picky like that.”

Joseph Nadel had made his fortune as a commercial real estate broker. He was lucky enough to retire before the housing bubble burst. Sean followed Emery up the walk to the front door.

Emery opened it without knocking first and stuck his head inside. “We’re here.”

“Come on in, boys. I’m back here,” Louise called from within the bowels of the house. They found her in the kitchen. She’d tamed her naturally dark blonde hair into a ponytail low on the back of her head. For fifty-five, she looked much younger, and her friendly brown eyes always seemed to hold good humor.

Emery leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Something smells good. What are we having?”

“Pot roast. Do me a favor, please. Your father’s puttering around in the backyard. He needs to come in and get cleaned up. Your sister will be here shortly.”

“Sure.” Emery headed out to do it, leaving Sean in the kitchen.

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

She kindly smiled at him. “No, just keep me company. You’re still a nervous wreck around Joseph, aren’t you?”

Why not admit it?
“Yeah.”

“If it means anything, he really does feel badly for how that all happened.”

“I know.” At first adamantly opposed to their mating, Joseph had tried to bribe Sean into leaving with a five hundred thousand dollar check. It took an attempt on Sean’s life by Erik, a spurned and jealous former lover of Emery’s, to bring Joseph around to accepting Sean into the family as well as into the Placida Pod. As the pod Alpha, by Joseph accepting Sean, everyone else did, too.

At least, they were supposed to. Sean still felt nervous around the man. Louise, however, had been immediately welcoming.

It didn’t hurt that they found out Sean’s mom, Helen, and Emery’s mom already knew each other from volunteering together at the local hospice house in Englewood.

“Oh, your mom gave me her keugel recipe. She said it’s one of your favorites.”

He laughed. “Yeah, I can suck down my weight in that.”

“Good. I was planning on making it this Saturday, before the hunt. We always have a family dinner ahead of time.”

He tried digesting that tidbit of information. “So why eat before the hunt?”

Oh, we expel a lot of energy. And that way if we don’t find any big schools of fish, we’re not ravenous. It’s just what we do as a family. Everyone has their own tradition before a hunt. It’s like a family party.”

She looked like she was going to say something else, but they heard the sliding glass door leading to the pool lanai open and shut. Emery and his father walked into the kitchen.

“Found him,” Emery said.

Joseph stuck out his hand to Sean, who shook with him. “Hey, Sean. Good to see you, son.” Joseph was fifty-nine, but like his wife looked younger than his years. He had the same intense grey eyes as his son, and black hair as of yet untouched by silver.

Louise wrinkled her nose. “Joseph Nadel, you go get a shower right now. Olivia and Brad will be here soon. I didn’t know you were going to get that dirty or I wouldn’t have let you go out in the yard.”

“I got busy weeding the back flowerbed.” He leaned in as if confiding in Sean. “Does Emery get on you like that?”

Sean couldn’t help but smile. “Not usually.”

“Good. Let me know if he does so I can smack him for you.” He left to get his shower.

“See?” Emery said. “He won’t bite you.” Then he added silently,
“Although I will bite you all you like.”

Sean hoped his face didn’t turn too red.

* * * *

Both Olivia and Brad were dolphin shifters. Olivia had the same intense grey eyes as Joseph and Emery. Her long, naturally dark blonde hair fell below her shoulders. She moved with a poised grace that reminded Sean of a dolphin’s fluid motions in the water. Brad had wavy brown hair, green eyes, and stood a little shorter than Emery, but taller than Sean. Sean did find himself soon at ease with them. They lived over in West Palm Beach, but had taken several days off from work to come over to spend time with the Nadels and enjoy the hunt. The other two daughters, Reese and Laura, would arrive late Friday night to spend the weekend. Sean’s brother, Christopher, and his wife, Suzanne, lived in Punta Gorda. They had to work, but would take part in the hunt.

Halfway through dinner, Olivia glanced at Brad. Sean noticed Brad nodded to her. She grinned. “We have an announcement to make,” she said as she looked at her parents. “I’m pregnant. Twins. I’m due in February.”

Louise let out a happy squeal and jumped out of her chair to round the table and hug her daughter and son-in-law.

Joseph proudly smiled and shook hands with Brad. “That’s great news! I hope you’re planning on making the next full moon swim?”

“I don’t know if we can, Dad. We’ll try, but it depends if we can get the time off. We’ll be here for the superpod, if nothing else.”

Sean kept his mouth shut and ate while he listened to everyone’s excited discussion about the superpod gathering. It wasn’t until he realized no one was talking that he looked up.