"Good luck with that." I snapped back, my arousal flushed down the drain. "Don't touch yourself thinking about me. I'll know when you do." Sam warned before I could turn around. "If you touch yourself, I'll take that as a yes." I stormed away with steam coming from my ears before I did something really stupid. Like hit him. Or kiss him. I forced my body to fight off the wave of confusing, extreme emotions and breathed in deep. Arousal, anger, desire, shock, lust, disbelief, and fury all raced through me simultaneously, turning me into a bundle of volatile emotions. Maybe yoga would help calm me down. Maybe driving my knife through someone, like the demon still lingering by the water, was a better idea. I almost turned around to do just that. But then I realised he would just be turned on by that, and continued walking. And then I really turned around because that was my mission. To turn him on and get him to stop being ridiculous. A knife would be the perfect thing. I turned a
Shea stood at the side, observing the entire scene in front of her with wide eyes, her eyebrows raised. "Mind your own business, brother." Sam snapped at Adrian, who attempted to pull Elle towards him, who had stepped away from her husband towards me. I also stepped away from my man, and softly bumped into Elle. "What? She deserves to know. It's better to inform your partner straight away about these things. It's quite important." Adrian retorted, mimicking his brother. "We need to go." Elle interrupted the two demons. We both turned to Shea, Elle with a tense body, and Shea actually stepped back with an uncertain look on her face. Yet, behind her innocent façade, I could detect a smirk, and I clenched my jaw hard. "You're not coming." Adrian suddenly declared from behind us. Elle wasn't one to get angry often—that was more my forte—but I could sense she was on the verge of exploding right then. "Why?" Elle asked dangerously, turning around. "So you can go alone with your ex?"
Sam's eyes blazed with intense irritation at my comment, but he remained silent as he presented the mask to me. "It's beautiful." I commented slowly. "Put it on. I'm not saving your ass if you drown because of your stubbornness." He replied sternly. I grabbed the mask and tossed it over my shoulder, hearing it sink. I stared at Sam with a smirk on my face, and Samael looked back at me like he was ready to rip my limbs off. His eyes darkened in anger, but I was so comfortable in my surroundings that a giggle escaped me instead, further infuriating him. I grabbed his hand and pulled him downward through the water. We were floating down, weightless by the lack of gravity. "Relax, my King." I teased. "I regret taking you from earth." Sam grumbled in a low voice. "Really?" I questioned, drawing him closer. "You didn't say that when I was on my knees in front of you." We descended together, fully focused on each other. His expression shifted as he recalled our moment in the tent.
Sam took the deepest breath I had ever heard someone take. I stared at him in blank astonishment, watching as he struggled, coughing heavily."One thing, Fay." He croaked, his voice strained.Arms folded, I glared at the devil, who was still struggling for air."You certainly know how to turn a demon on. That was fucking hot."I almost let out a furious snarl. Was there anything that I could do?!Instead of reacting, I turned abruptly and swam away with rapid strokes. Sam followed, so I increased my pace, manoeuvring swiftly through the water."You WILL marry me, my little flower. You can try to run away, to kill me, to seduce me. Say no all you like, eventually you'll bow down to me." Sam echoed from somewhere behind me.Determined, I dove deeper, navigating solely on instinct. My body guided me in the darkness; I had no other choice."You will become my wife, my bonded one. Forever." Sam's voice persisted."You're delusional!" I shouted back angrily.I had never dreamt about my wedd
I ignored him and felt I was close to my new body part, which was protruding from my body. Weird feeling. Two cold, massive, scaly hands grasped mine, halting my movements. "Fay. Do not do that." Sam warned in a strange voice. "I just want to see if it's scaly. And big." I replied in an innocent, very manly voice. I was a man. "It IS scaly!" A male voice yelled out excitedly. "Bri! STOP! You're touching another man's dick!" Another male rang out angrily. This situation was utterly confusing. "How big is it?!" I cheerfully asked Elle. "Fay," Sam snapped in his strange voice, "I will cut off your hands if you touch any part of another man." "I am a man now. Let me explore my own body." I argued back. Hairs on top of my hands made me feel a little bit sick, but I managed to free my big sausage fingers and moved them up and down against Sam's wrist. "It is big!" Elle's male voice echoed through the water. "BRI!" Adrian snapped, right before there were sounds of a struggle. My own
We all turned around in shock. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! BACK TO YOUR POSTS!" The demon bellowed angrily, his bare, hairy chest catching my attention. What was up with all the hair here? The only marine demon I'd seen without any chest hair was the King. Was it a fetish, or something? His fish tail was pinkish coloured, and the bones adorning his face were black. The spear in his hand was also black, but the shield in his other hand was shiny gold, just like the bangs around his wrists. His hair had the same colour as his tail, and was braided expertly. Tiny shells decorated his hair, and I almost made a comment about how he looked like a Disney princess. "GO!" He yelled in our faces. I felt Sam's power rise, but he quickly reigned it in and nodded his head, seemingly obeying the harsh words. "Pruota. With me." The demon snarled. The four of us exchanged uncertain looks. Who the fuck of us was Pruota? The demon swam down to the castle for a few metres, until he turned around
The male eyed the room where the sounds of the party originated from, but slowly swam to the side to let me through. With a slight nod, I hurried into the room. That couldn't have gone much worse. The room unfolded before me, and I nearly halted in disbelief. I forced myself to continue, feeling the guard's lingering gaze on my back. An enormous, white golden room greeted me. The dome overhead portrayed the moon in intricate detail, a marvel beyond description. Even the craters of the moon were painted, and I couldn't help but feel the magic of the earth's satellite. Viewing the moon made me strangely closer to Earth. The moon was the only light in the room. It was bright enough to just brighten up the space, and what happened inside it. Gold on the walls reflected the soft light. The moon, however, was wholly forgotten when I gazed at the scene in front of me. Shock threatened to paralyse me. My brain screamed at me to flee, to hide, to never look back, but my eyes remained fix
The two guards fell silent, and I tried to ignore the sounds of bodies slapping together. How much stamina did this King have? "Are your ears full of seaweed?! Leave!" My saviour snapped at the two guards. With one final look at us, they swam away. Immediately, I positioned myself in front of the staff, turning my back to it. My hand itched to touch it, but I held vast and focused straight ahead. "Hell, Fay, we thought we lost you for a second there. My brother was on the verge of calling his army to destroy this place." The demon said to me when he took his spot next to me. "Adrian." I breathed out in relief. "Where is Elle?" "Pregnant. Visibly pregnant, which is quite the sight. She's with Sammi, hopefully now taking care of the two guards we sent away. They are making sure we have an escape out of this place." Adrian replied, never looking at me. We both kept our gazes fixed straight ahead of us, me casually ignoring the way the King was still pounding into my body. We stood