seen your fins from afar,” Ivy said thoughtfully. “Can you show them to me now? Up close?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” He shook his head. The very thought of causing her any harm filled him with paralyzing dread.
“Promise I won’t touch,” she insisted sweetly. “We’ll be careful.”
He found it impossible to deny her.
“Give me your hands,” he demanded.
He circled her wrists with his fingers, pressing them to his chest. Bending over, he then placed his chin on her shoulder.
She would be able to see his back over his shoulder, now.
“Watch.”
Carefully, he released his dorsal fin. The spikes swished open like a fan from his spine, stretching the tissue that connected them.
“It’s beautiful, Zeph,” she said softly above his ear, nuzzling his hair. “Translucent and iridescent.”
“And deadly.” He sensed the poison swell at the tips, chilling his spine, and he quickly snapped the fin closed, hiding it safely under his skin.
“Only the very tips are poisonous, right?” she asked, and he nodded. “Then I shall stay away from them.”
“There is always a chance you’ll prick your hand—”
“Like Sleeping Beauty?” she smiled.
For once, he did not share her humor. The poison was potent enough to kill a brack. If Ivy so much as pricked her finger, she wouldn’t fall asleep like the princess in the fairy tale. She’d die. And he would be the one who’d killed her.
A chill of fear spread from his spine to his limbs, terrifying and paralyzing.
“I can still make you feel good...” He placed his hands on her knees, fully intending to finish what he had started.
Ivy didn’t move, though.
“If I’m physically unable to touch your fins, they can’t prick me, right?”
“What are you talking about?”
She yanked his belt out of the loops of his jeans.
“Make it so I can’t touch you.” She offered her both wrists to him. “Tie them up.”
“Ivy. No.” He refused to subject her to even a shred of any potential danger.
“Please,” she begged. “Let’s just try. You can stop any time.”
She might not be a siren, but for him, her call was extremely difficult to disobey.
“Just to try,” he conceded, taking the belt from her. “I won’t go all the way. I’ll stop.”
He tied her wrists together.
“It may turn out safer than you think,” she placed a quick kiss on his lips, before turning around in his arms. “We’ll do it this way.”
Standing on her knees in bed, her back to him, Ivy bent over, propping herself with her bound hands. She then lowered her chest to the mattress, supporting herself on her elbows.
Blood rushed to Zeph’s cock so fast, he swayed with a wave of dizziness at the sight of Ivy in this position. With her head down, her hair fanning across the pillow, her back curving gracefully, she presented the unobstructed view of her backside to him.
“Fuck, Ivy...” He groaned. “How is a man supposed to resist this?”
“Then why are you still resisting?” she teased, her voice breathy. Shifting back, she wiggled her ass, rubbing it against his long-suffering, painfully hard cock. “Take me, Zeph. I want you to come for me.”
He carefully placed his hands on each side of her hips, then mentally evaluated the direction of the spikes if his fins were to open. Taking her from behind like this, would actually keep all the poisonous tips directed away from her body.
Finally, he fully freed his throbbing erection, pressing the tip to her slick opening.
“Oh, yes,” she inhaled, shifting farther back to take him in as he thrust forward.
Warm, tight, and smooth.
“This is fucking amazing,” he muttered, in awe.
The intense pleasure of being inside her nearly doubled him in half, he pressed his face to her back, kissing her skin.
There was no way for him to last long this first time. He promptly slid his hand down her belly and found the spot between her thighs that made her moan in ecstasy when he kissed it. He rubbed it now while moving slowly inside her. Tenderly at first, he increased the pressure as her moans grew louder and more erratic.
Her breathing hitched. She stretched her arms in front of her, her wrists bound. Gripping the sheets, she came hard on his hand, his cock buried inside her.
Beautiful.
The tremors of her orgasm rippled through his own body. He snatched his hand away as the spikes stirred under his skin. Gripping her hips tight, he let himself go. He thrust hard, riding the last waves of her climax while chasing his own.
The release hit him violently, causing his