Chapter 39

Rose

" H ey, Rose!" Jesse screamed when I walked into the cave, my mates trailing behind me.

I'd taken a few hours to calm down after my meeting with Mr. Shioji, and damn had I needed every minute of them. Another storm had come barreling in, matching my mood, as I paced around Milo's living room. Anxiety, regret, and anger churned my stomach just as clouds churned in the sky above, only lessening by degrees when Will came back from spying.

From there, I had nothing left to do except worry—worry and work myself up again as we went to talk to Vi about us leaving. While it was something I wanted to do in person, I didn't relish the task. The coward part of me wanted to do it over the phone, but in the end, I didn't want a repeat of history. No leaving without warning this time around.

"Hey, buddy. Do you know where Vi is?" I asked, ruffling Jesse's hair and squeezing him when he ran to give me a hug.

"She's in the library, but you might want to be careful," he replied with a wrinkle of his nose.

I suppressed a smile, an inkling of what he was going to say flitting through my mind. "Oh? And why is that?"

The sweet boy lowered his voice like he was telling me a secret. "Her and Uncle Adrian were kissing ." He grimaced.

"A grave crime, to be sure," I whispered back, then kissed him on the top of his head. "I'll be very careful, I promise."

When I turned back to look at Will and Milo, they had similar strange, unreadable expressions. I tilted my head, but their faces righted themselves before I could ask.

Will stepped forward and pecked me on the cheek. "We'll deal with the munchkins. You go talk to your aunt… though, you should probably be careful about that kissing. We wouldn't want you to catch cooties"

"Yes, sir." I snorted, giving the boys a solemn salute before heading toward the library, stopping only to give Callie a hug before continuing on my way. My fingers worried over the sparkling purple flash crystal that had been newly added to my necklace, the very same that had brought us to this cave. My mind was too full of what had happened and what was to come to prepare for what I was going to say to my aunt.

Will hadn't been able to glean anything useful from his time spying on his father. All he could learn without giving himself away was that Joseph was planning something big and that he was scouring Thomas Golden's journals. Will had taken one or two volumes of the journals when he could, but without knowing what Joseph was looking for, we had no idea if those volumes contained anything useful.

Unfortunately, this left us without a lead… and with no uncertainty that we'd be leaving the islands. There was no way forward left here.

I was strangely at peace with it. Or maybe I was just resigned to the fact that staying was never in the cards for me. Whatever this numbness could be called, I was strangely grateful for it, even if it left me feeling like I was in a surreal haze.

Of course, it helped that my mates were right there by my side every step of the way.

I stopped at the threshold of the library and knocked very loudly. Judging by the giggling and heavy, breathless sighs, Vi and Adrian were, in fact, giving each other cooties. Adrian let out a defeated groan, and I, like the adult I most definitely was, badly held back a smirk.

"Which one of you gremlins has decided to court the wrath of the sea monster?" Auntie Vi called out.

I couldn't suppress my chuckle. "The eldest and most mischievous of them all," I replied. "May I enter the Sea Queen's lair? Or should I get you a sock for the door?"

Vi let out a hearty laugh that warmed me from the inside out. "You may enter."

I took a dramatic step into the room, sliding in with one hand covering my eyes. "Is it safe to look? Or are there titties everywhere?"

This got a wad of paper thrown at me—I often forgot how alike she and I were.

"Even if there were titties, it's not like you haven't seen them before," she said with a smile in her voice. When I looked up at her, her eyes were bright, the smile on her lips just as radiant. She was sitting on Adrian's lap, and they were both fully dressed, much to my delight.

"True. Grandma Poppy did make us get in the bath together that one time she thought we'd been sprayed by a skunk," I replied, before looking at Adrian. "In truth, we'd accidentally broken a perfume bottle we were going to give her for her birthday and the smell was so strong, we both threw up."

"Never mind that skunks aren't endemic to the islands," Vi added.

"Somehow, when it comes to you two, none of that surprises me," said Adrian, laughing and kissing Vi on the cheek. "I shall go handle the small ones." His eyes flicked to me for a moment. "And the large ones as well."

"Good idea," she replied. She stood up, and after another, longer kiss, Adrian departed, leaving Vi and I alone. I made my way over to the table and sat across from her, forcing myself to stop rubbing my flash crystal.

"Nice bling," said Vi. "A gift from your mates?"

"Sorta," I replied, the word catching a little bit. "It has the magic to teleport people."

Judging by the look on Vi's face, she understood where this was going. "You're leaving."

I nodded, forcing myself to hold her gaze even though it was painful. "Yeah. I need someone to teach me how to take out Joseph, and there's no one here who can. Not to mention it's just not safe." Though my voice wavered a bit, I told her about what had happened in the few days since we'd last spoken, my stomach twisting into knots.

"And you think there are going to be people who can help you in Malutaga?" she asked, resting her elbows on the table.

"Milo's already called ahead and spoken to the leader there. They have several options for teachers picked out." What I didn't say was that they likely had all that prepared from the first time I was supposed to go there.

Still, she looked troubled, her brow knit. "And you're certain you have to go?"

That had tears pricking at my eyes. "I don't want to, but if I'm going to end Joseph's life and break us out of this limbo, I need to know how to do it—without giving away that I'm the talisman and hurting the enslaved merfolk. I've exhausted all the options here."

"Well, I don't like it, but I understand," she said. "You must promise me that you'll call almost every day and send me pictures. Since I can't leave, I want to live vicariously through you."

A pang of guilt heaped itself upon my sorrow. "I'm sorry. When all of this is over, I promise you'll be free to come and go. You can have a proper vacation for the first time ever."

The wistful smile that crossed her face only served to make me feel worse. "That sounds lovely, to be honest. I haven't been off the islands since your father's funeral, and before that… I think it was when your grandmother was still alive."

"I promise, you'll get a break." I choked down all the other vows I wanted to make her. Ones like, Never mind, I'm not leaving, and, You deserve the world. Why don't you go in my place? despite that not being even remotely possible. "In the meantime, I think you need to prepare for if Joseph finds this place. He has some of Thomas Golden's journals, but we don't know which ones. There could be a part in them about the Hearts."

The very thought that he could find Vi's hiding place had driven my anxiety to frantic levels—and if he got the Hearts' powers? I shuddered to think of it.

"I'll work with Nora's Heart to fortify the library," she replied readily. "Ensure he can never access these books or harm them, and I'll have Adrian add more protection on all the entrances."

"Make sure you have an exit strategy for you, Adrian, and the kids. Or even just a place to hide that Joseph and his lackeys won't be able to find you," I pressed, on the brink of panic.

She reached across the table to take my hand in hers. "I swear we will do everything we can to keep ourselves and the Heart safe while you're gone."

"Good." I squeezed her hand, needing the comfort of her touch. "Your necklace should keep your mind protected from him in any case, but there's no way of knowing… if he finds you, he might…"

The words were lodged in my throat; I couldn't speak past them to finish my sentence. Thankfully, I didn't need to. My aunt knew exactly what I wanted to say.

"We're going to be all right. We'll do our best to stay safe and hidden, and after you've taken Joseph out, we can start anew." Her smile was one of utter trust and confidence in me. "Until then, you do what you need to."

If only I had even an ounce of the confidence in me that she did.

Several hours later, my mates and I finally got back to Milo's house. I'd insisted on helping fortify the library and entrances with the guidance of Adrian and Nora's Heart. Meanwhile, Will created pearls to protect the minds of Milo, Adrian, and the kids—making suggestive jokes to Adrian that maybe he was going to add him to my "growing harem," since pearls were supposed to be a matehood thing only. Adrian, ever the sport, fluttered his eyelashes and said he was flattered, but he wasn't into women young enough to be his daughter. I rolled my eyes at the both of them.

It seemed, though, that my merman wasn't exactly finished with his antics.

"You know," Will started as soon as we got into the bedroom, his eyes lighting up with mischief as I flopped gracelessly face first onto the mattress. "I think we need to reward our girl. She's been very good lately and did two very brave things today."

"I think you're very right," Milo agreed, taking a seat beside me. His hand wandered down my back and caressed the curve of my ass, telling me exactly what kind of reward they were thinking of.

I smiled into the mound of blankets my face was smooshed into. I was tired, to be sure, but I wouldn't turn down a distraction. Lifting my head, I asked, "A reward?"

"Oh, yes. Anything you'd like." Milo's hand trailed down my thigh to the back of my knee, then back up the inside of my thigh. He stopped, however, just before grazing my pussy with his pinky, which honestly should've been illegal. The fucking tease.

"Anything?" I repeated. Rolling over, I gave Will a look , one I knew he would understand.

"Anything," said Will, a flash of understanding lighting up his eyes.

"I want to see you two kiss," I said, stuffing down that little voice that told me I was being too bold. They're my mates. I'm allowed to be bold , I reminded myself.

"Kiss, huh?" Milo asked, amused.

"Yes, kiss. You've watched each other kiss me. Now I want to see you." I mock-pouted at them. "Besides, Will promised."

"Oh, did he now?" Milo said, giving our merman an amused look.

Will's cheeks brightened to such a charming shade of pink that it took everything in me not to giggle. "I promised her that, in exchange for pulling the memory of her kissing Atargatis from her head, I would let her watch us kiss."

"Which memory was that again?" my selkie asked facetiously, his voice lowering, his gaze kept pointedly away from me.

"This one."

I gasped as a low rumble came out of Milo, his pupils dilating as my freaking merman showed him the memory. "Will!"

There was nothing repentant about the look he gave me. "Yes?"

"You can't… Now you owe me more than a kiss, fish face!" I exclaimed, my cheeks blazing.

"And what would my girl like to see us do?" Will asked me, telling me without words that he was escalating on purpose. There was something predatory and challenging in his eyes that called to the siren inside me. He was provoking her.

Provoking me.

My response came from some deep, primal part of me I'd barely tapped into before. "I want to watch you fuck."

Just the thought had heat curling low in my belly, settling between my thighs until I was squeezing my legs together.

Milo leaned in, his breath hot on my ear. "Should we punish him, my love? Make him regret sharing your secrets?"

Will's eyes still held my gaze as I shivered. A smile curved my lips. "We should."

"Do you trust me to mete out the appropriate punishment?" asked Milo, his hand sliding up my inner thigh again, separating my legs so he could gain access to the burning heart of me.

"Y-Yes," I whispered as his fingers found my swollen clit and circled it.

"Perfect."

After nipping my ear lobe, Milo got to his feet and made his way over to where Will stood. Only then did the merman turn his attention away from me. They assessed each other with their gazes, eyes roaming; their auras mingled and blended at the edges until they were a completely new color, unique to their mating. My mates were so beautiful.

I'm so fucking lucky.

"Go on, then. Kiss for me," I encouraged, my gaze raking over them. I could barely breathe with how close their big bodies were now, how perfect they looked together. How I just knew they would fit together.

"As our goddess commands," said my selkie, his eyes flickering color.

Milo's big hand cradled the side of our merman's face. He leaned forward, nice and slow, until he was but a breath away from Will's lips, and I didn't dare blink as I waited for them to make contact. Their gazes bored into one another, a familiar heat rising there. The intensity of it, the depth, the hunger had me squeezing my thighs together… it ratcheted up the tension until I thought I would combust.

There was nothing chaste about the way my men kissed each other. Their lips met, their tongues tangling together. The low, guttural noises that rumbled between them as they gripped each other had me reaching between my legs, rubbing my hand over my pussy to ease the ache there.

They were wearing entirely too many clothes. There was too much separating them, both blocking my view and getting in the way of their questing hands. I imagined how hot it would be to see them naked, rubbing their big cocks together. I needed them to take their clothes off; I needed to see them like I needed the ocean against my skin, air in my lungs.

In the space of a blink, what Milo and Will were wearing dissolved into sand. Their clothes fell to the carpet at their feet like a haze of glitter, and I was blessed with exactly everything I desired: wide expanses of tanned muscles rubbed against each other, their cocks trapped between their bodies.

Oh my fuck, I swore to myself. Yes. Yes, please. Never stop any of that.

My men were ravenous as they devoured each other's mouths, hands roaming over their bodies, grasping, desperate for purchase. Needing to be closer than they already were. Milo found Will's ass and gripped it hard, thrusting his hips into the shorter man's.

The moment Will whimpered, whatever restraint Milo may have had shattered.

His hand threaded into Will's gorgeous copper locks, and he yanked the merman's head back to gain access to his neck. Sharp teeth scraped the column of his neck, nipping their way down to the still-healing bite I'd given him. Milo purred, scent marking the spot.

"I can't wait to sink my teeth into you and mark you as mine, too," he rumbled, his voice vibrating right through me. "Do you want that, baby? You want to be marked as mine?"

Now it was my turn to whimper as Will full-on moaned, "Yes! Yes!"

"And you want my cock inside you? Filling you to bursting?"

"Please!" His plea elongated the word, and my pussy clenched hearing the desperation in it.

The predatory smile tipping up the corners of Milo's lips preceded the pleased purr that vibrated out of him. His cinnamon-colored eyes flicked over to me. "Be a good girl and grab the lube from the side table?" he asked, kneading Will's ass.

I'd never scrambled off the bed faster than in that moment, grabbing the little bottle of lube. When I put it in his outstretched hand, Milo rewarded me with a heated kiss, and I melted, rubbing myself against him without thinking.

"Thank you, sweetheart," he murmured against my lips. "Now go over there and enjoy the show. If you need to rub that achy little pussy, please do. You shouldn't go without pleasure."

"Thank you, my love."

After one last kiss, I retook my place at the end of the bed. Milo positioned Will so that his back was to me, so I could see what he was about to do to our merman. The click of the lube bottle's cap sent shivers through both Will and I, and I could've sworn it got just a little harder to breathe as Milo applied a liberal amount of the slick fluid to his fingers. He handed the bottle to Will to hold, then went to work.

Milo's fingers rubbed over the pucker of Will's asshole, teasing it a little before he pushed one inside, then another soon after. I could imagine how good those fingers felt, how full and stuffed Will would feel, as I watched in breathless awe, my hips rocking subtly.

"I have one rule for you," said Milo, his fingers working into Will's ass, stretching him, preparing him for what was to come.

"Huh?" The word turned into a moan as Milo slipped a third finger into his tight ass.

"No coming until I tell you."

The merman's snapped to look at Milo, his eyes wide. "Huh?" he repeated.

"This is a punishment, remember?" Will looked like he wanted to protest, especially after Milo pulled his fingers completely from his ass, but he stayed silent. Milo turned him again so his side was to me before grabbing the lube once more to cover his hard cock. "You're not allowed to come until I say so."

"But—"

Milo stopped him from voicing the rest of his complaint by pressing the head of his cock to his asshole, turning his words into a low whine.

"No buts." Milo pushed his fat cockhead inside Will, then began easing in the rest of his length until all of it was stuffed into the merman. Will was at his mercy. When he was fully seated, Milo stayed still, unmoving, while he leaned forward to kiss Will's shoulder, his hand reaching around to grip Will's dick as it leaked precum. He squeezed, making Will moan. "We need to save all this glorious seed for our girl's cunt."

Now it was my turn to whimper, my thighs spreading of their own volition to give me better access to my sopping wet folds. It felt almost profane, taboo even, to be watching this play out while I slid my fingers over myself, but I couldn't stop. I didn't want to. It was straight out of a dream I didn't know I had.

"Look at her," Milo continued, stroking Will's cock gently. "Look how needy her pussy is. Can you imagine how beautiful she's going to be with our seed dripping out of her? How beautiful she'll be when her belly swells with our pups? A good girl like that needs to be bred, and often. And if you're good"—Milo leaned in close—"I'll let you be the first to try."

Will's voice came out in a feral snarl. "Yes! Yes! I want that!"

"Then be a good boy and don't come until I tell you. Can you do that?"

"Yes!"

That was all the encouragement Milo needed to release Will's cock, grab his hips, and begin fucking him. His pace was slow at first, allowing him to draw out the merman's pleasure, to help acclimate him to the beast of a dick stuffed inside him. But his pace quickened until the slap of Milo's hips against Will's ass mingled with their deep, guttural moans.

Suddenly feeling confined by the loose fabric of my dress, I whipped it over my head and scooted my butt to the edge of the bed, my eyes glued to my beautiful men as they fucked. My fingers returned to their spot between my legs and circled my clit in a way that would guarantee an orgasm. I wanted to come. I was close already, but I couldn't.

Will turned his head back to look at Milo, raw desperation written across his face. Gods, he'd never been more beautiful.

"That's it, baby. You like your selkie's cock filling your ass, don't you?" Milo growled, his eyes boring into our mate's.

"Fuck yes. So fucking much," whined Will.

"Are you going to be good? You're only going to come when I tell you?" Will only nodded, pushing his hips back, starting to meet Milo thrust for thrust, forcing a grunt from the bigger man. "Good boy. And look, your reward for taking your punishment is so swollen and wet for you."

Ocean eyes snapped to my pussy, and though my cheeks heated, I used my fingers to spread my lips apart to give him a better view of my dripping cunt. The sound that came from Will's throat was strangled and tortured, his face straining to keep himself from spilling his cum before he was allowed to. There was an almost feral edge to his expression, his moans, that made me want to drop to my knees and take his cock into my mouth again, to relieve him of the ache between his legs.

Stroke your clit for me, pretty girl , Will's voice echoed in my mind. Please… I need to see you feel good.

I couldn't deny him, not when I was struggling to keep myself in my place. My fingers circled frantically, harder and faster than I usually liked. The sight of them, their beautiful bodies slick and glistening with sweat… it made me wish I could have them, too. But this moment wasn't about me. It was about my mates, and nothing, not even my own need to be filled, could make me get between them.

Unfortunately for me, my stubborn, greedy pussy refused to come until I had a cock between my legs.

Will's hands reached back and grabbed Milo's thighs. "Milo, fuck, please?"

"You take me so fucking well, baby. You want my cum? Want me to fill your ass?"

"Oh, fucking Gods, yes! Please!" He was so fucking hot when he begged. So hot.

Our selkie leaned forward, never slowing his pace, and purred, "Good boy."

I nearly swooned.

Milo kept pounding at him, the sound of their flesh slapping together eliciting teeny moans from me. I could barely breathe watching them. And when my selkie's hands flexed, his pace quickening in that way I knew meant he was close, I nearly choked on my desire… then whimpered as his jaw went slack and moans spilled from him, his orgasm overtaking him.

Milo's hand shot down to grab his quickly swelling knot, pumping the rest of his length into Will's ass as he came. His moans went straight to my pussy until I thought I was going to burst, but I couldn't get myself there. I'm not sure I wanted to, not as empty as I was.

I wasn't the only one struggling, though.

Will's cock dripped precum as it throbbed with his denial. His features twisted, exquisite, sensual agony written all over his face. It was clear he had used every ounce of his self-control not to come. And it was taking every ounce of mine not to pounce on him, but Milo shot me a warning look, so I stayed put.

"You wanna come, mate?" Milo asked, leaning a little heavily against our merman.

Will's answer was immediate. "Desperately."

"And can you work your cock into her empty pussy without coming?"

The poor man's face scrunched up, upset that he had to wait longer. But he nodded nonetheless. "I will do everything in my power not to come until you tell me."

The selkie turned him so he could kiss him deeply, their embrace full of emotion I knew all too well. When he pulled back, they stared deep into each other's eyes, before Milo said, "Such a good boy." He purred, brushing his nose against Will's. "Now let's make our best girl come so hard she forgets everything but us."

They untangled themselves and turned their gazes to me. There was so much heat there, their eyes roaming over me. My earlier boldness receded, and the hand between my legs stopped rubbing the throbbing, aching bundle of nerves at the apex of my sex to hide just how badly I wanted them. I moved to close my legs, but Milo was there before I could, tutting at me and pulling my hand up, exposing my glistening fingertips.

"Come have a taste," he said over his shoulder, pulling me to my feet.

Milo guided my hand to Will's mouth, and the merman sucked each digit clean, one by one. He moaned at my taste, the sound going straight to my pussy until wetness dripped down the inside of my thighs. Will took his time sucking my fingers, savoring each until they were all clean.

"You taste of heaven, sweetheart," murmured Will, his voice husky.

"Please?" was all I could ask, as desperate and needy as he was.

"You don't need to beg, my love." He closed what little space there was between us to capture my lips. His kiss was a drugging thing, further clouding my mind until only he occupied it. But he pulled away too soon, leaving me to chase his lips as he rested his forehead against mine. "You have no idea how long I've waited to see you in my pearls. Both of you."

Will looked down to where Milo had settled himself on the carpet at the foot of the bed. They shared another look, one that told me they were communicating telepathically. I pouted. We're going to have to have a chat about this…

I didn't get the chance to say this, not when Will spun me to face the bed and nudged me toward Milo. When I was within touching distance, the delicious selkie at my feet pulled me the rest of the way, situating me how he wanted me: my feet on either side of his sitting form before he pulled one of my legs up to rest my knee on the bed by his head. My pussy was right in his face, and I'd have fallen forward with the first chaste kiss to my throbbing clit had it not been for Will coming up behind me to cup my breasts.

Will twisted my nipples to the point of pain, then relented only to do it again. This coupled with the sensation of Milo sucking my clit into his mouth, and I nearly came right then and there. My knees went weak, a high keening noise spilling from my lips.

As amazing as this felt, I was empty. I was so very empty, clenching on nothing and unable to form the words to tell them what I needed. And they, the torturers that they were, kept me on the precipice of orgasm without letting me tip over into it.

I tried to shove my hips back, to entice Will to fill me up, but Milo's hands held me fast as he feasted upon my cunt, savoring the taste of me rather than allowing me the same ecstasy he just experienced. The siren in me screeched at the denial, at the hands keeping me pinned between them and unable to chase my own pleasure. It was appalled and offended at this obvious punishment, and I gnashed my teeth, a snarl on my lips—

Without warning, just as I was about to take my claws to my men for the injustice, Will slid into me, the breathy groan he let out right by my ear making me clench so hard. "Fuuuuuuck, Rose."

Yet he didn't move. He held himself still, swearing under his breath as Milo pulled away from me, my clit popping from his mouth.

"Do not come," he warned, reaching between my thighs to massage Will's balls.

"You're the worst," Will said through clenched teeth. He pulled himself out of me experimentally before pushing back in, his thrust too shallow and gentle for what I needed.

"And you love it." He smacked the merman's thigh. "Now fuck our woman properly instead of taking your punishment out on her. I'll tell you when you can come."

Frustrated myself, I threaded my fingers through Milo's dark brown locks and pulled him back toward my pussy with an inhuman growl.

The damned man chuckled, saying, "I love it when you're bossy."

If he hadn't gotten right back to work, I'd have throttled him.

Will also decided to listen to his orders, slamming into me. There was nothing delicate about how he treated me, any prior hesitance at fucking me like the Otherkind I was entirely gone now. He readjusted his grip on me, moving one hand to my neck while the other grasped my hip to keep me in place. I was thoroughly trapped but too mindless to care.

Pleasure, bliss, agony all blended into one, their ceaseless efforts to make me feel every bit as good as they did paying off brilliantly. I became a creature only of feeling, of connection. Everything in me grasped at my lovers, my hands and my soul. I wanted to bind them tightly to me, to never let them go. To be one with them now and forever more.

Will's moans in my ear, the hot puff of his breathing as it turned ragged, hurled me ever closer to the precipice of ecstasy I craved. But I held myself back. I knew the moment I came, Will would follow me over the edge, breaking the rules. As it was, his pace was faltering.

"Milo," growled Will, a warning.

The selkie didn't respond except to chuckle against me, the vibration making my eyes roll back and a guttural, power-laced moan slip out of me. My fingers fisted Milo's hair, pulling it. I couldn't hold on, either.

"Milo, I'm close," Will repeated, a plea this time.

Still, he didn't answer, and my frustration swelled to perilous levels. I wanted to screech at him, to give the order myself. To tell him to stop punishing me for this, but that wasn't what happened. Instead, my voice came out weakly, desperation coloring every syllable. "Milo, please ."

This apparently was the exact right thing to say, as Milo patted the outside of my thigh as if to say, "Good girl." He pulled away from my aching, tortured flesh and locked eyes with me. And I waited. I begged him in my mind to be merciful. To relent. When he opened his mouth, he spoke a command I felt reverberate down to my very soul.

"Come."

Will and I both shattered, our mutual orgasms tearing through us violently. I screamed, inhuman and feral, my hair floating around me as my power rose. Overhead, a flash of lightning and a crack of thunder shook the house and the very island itself, as if echoing me as Will filled me with his cum.

My climax seemed to last forever, prolonged by the selkie at our feet drawing out the sensations with tongue and fingers—as if he wanted to wring out every bit of pleasure he could from both of us. Eventually, though, ecstasy subsided, leaving both of us spent.

Will's cock slipped from my body, but before his cum could drip out of me, Milo was there, licking it up. His tongue delved deep into my pussy, drinking down every drop of Will's and my pleasure with a happy, contented purr.

"Oh, fuck," I whimpered, my body going taut again as my pleasure crested.

I nearly sobbed when he pulled his tongue out of me, but rather than leave me in agony, he sucked my clit back into his mouth to wring one last, soul-shattering orgasm from me. I rode his mouth while Will held up my writhing body. Lost to sensation, I screamed without regard for who might hear us, testing the silencing charm they'd apparently put on the bedroom walls.

When I finished and Milo finally lifted his head, I sagged in Will's arms, a weak, boneless thing. But Will was faring no better, and our selkie gently brought us both down to the floor, where we fell into a heap atop of him. He wrapped his arms around us, his purr soothing any lingering ache I may have had.