Jinx's Fantasy - Pepper Winters Page 0,28

savage, deep and dangerous.

Her orgasm found her a few heartbeats before mine.

Her entire body stiffened and bowed in my arms. I rubbed her clit as she detonated outward, adding pleasure to her release and making her scream.

Bubbles popped out of her mouth as she rode through the waves of release, her hips rocking into my hand and my cock throbbing to come.

The moment she reached her pinnacle, I let go.

My jaw locked as intense passion and devotion split my balls apart and spurted everything I was into her.

Electricity and connection intensified our release until we both jerked with overwhelming clenches.

As our bodies calmed and our hearts thundered, we didn’t move. We merely existed in the blanketing endorphins of love.

We lay like two naked starfish upon a pile of pirated gold.

The shadow of a shark swam above us, searching for a meal while cruising the depths of his domain.

Placing my palm over her heart, I sighed in contentment as her pulse slowly steadied. Feeling the thing that kept Eleanor alive, beating for me and loving me, drowned me with gratefulness that she was mine.

We lay in silence for a while, just enjoying our closeness.

I grew drowsy.

It would be so easy to fall asleep with her in my arms.

But if we fell asleep, we’d wake back on Calypso, and this fantasy would be over.

I had one last place I wanted to show her.

Another wonderland to fuck in before this night was done.

Chapter Twelve

I SWAM AFTER SULLY, leaving the shipwreck behind with its mountains of tarnished gold and the broken planks of its hull. He hadn’t said where he was taking me, and I hadn’t asked.

I was too enthralled with every element of this fantasy. Just like his—in the forest with jaguars and tree houses—this was more than just sex. This was a fantasy that was bone deep. A fantasy where you were able to exist—just for a moment—as more than just a boring human with stifling limitations and become a mythical entity with endless possibilities.

He’d once again achieved something magical.

From the realism of breathing water to the swift tickles of currents as hot water mixed with cool—it was all so believable. Every kick of my finned and scaled legs propelled me far faster than any swim I’d attempted before. A quick twist of my hips and my direction changed with a snap. A mere thought of somersaulting through the sea and my aquatic body granted my wish with a simple flick of power.

The hippocampus found us again, its front legs galloping while its fishtail swished side to side with strength. It caught up fast, leaping over us, spraying us with bubbles, adding yet another unforgettable moment in an ocean of them.

The best thing about Euphoria and Sully’s magic at creating VR worlds was they were tangible and enjoyable while awake. There was no fuzziness as sleep slowly left. No disappointment as the dream popped.

This new dimension could be visited again and again. We could return just to swim and play. We could picnic in an abandoned ship wreck and explore the caves to our left where luminescent eels swayed in their burrows and glow-in-the-dark coral beckoned us to see what other treasures existed within.

This place was an aphrodisiac for the mind. It triggered my brain to accept more beauty in the world. It chased away any cynicism for life. It made me appreciate every element of creation. It made me grateful because this might not be our natural habitat but it didn’t mean a place like this didn’t truly exist. And how wonderful was that? How awe-inspiring to know we lived on a planet that had coral reefs in all rainbow colours, armoured crustaceans, and all the other underwater residents of fish, prawn, and octopus.

I understood now why his programs that he’d written and sold to charities who educated about animal abuse had the power to make people catatonic after they removed their goggles and headsets after being inside a slaughterhouse. Why the Army now enlisted his coding to teach soldiers about warfare and the potential life and death screw-ups of battle before they were ever enlisted. Why, on a daily basis, he had requests for another creation, another tool, another education to help narrow-minded people see a world outside the ones they believed were paramount.

Sully’s VR allowed people to go where they weren’t welcome, and stay for far longer than other methods of technological advances could provide.

I shivered in awe as I swam behind him. I gawked at his male beauty