Bared to Him (7 page)

As his
soapy hands neared her pubic bone, she swallowed and tensed with
excitement. Erotic shivers shuddered through her as he slipped the
slippery bar between her thighs and slowly and tenderly rubbed her
pussy with it. He lathered around her labia and smoothed it over
her clit. A couple of his soapy fingers dipped into her vagina.
Intimately, he pressed against her vaginal muscles and before she
could experience too much arousal, he dipped his fingers out of her
again.

Then he
ordered her to turn around to face the shower. The spray splashed
over her breasts and her nipples immediately went hard and
erect.

She
moaned and relaxed her shoulders as he soaped her back, her hips
and then inward to her lower back. He lathered her butt cheeks,
caressing them intimately with his palms, and then moved to the
back of her thighs and the rest of her legs. She was ordered to
move forward until the water chased away all of the soap from her
body.

A
delicious strawberry scent drifted along the wisps of steam as he
squirted some of her shampoo into her hair. The scent reminded her
of the sweet berries her dad grew out on a small plot of cleared
land behind the huge workshop where they created their luxury
yachts.

Using his
fingers, Gray massaged her scalp with sweet little circles. He took
his time, and she moaned softly as her entire body relaxed. Having
him touching her was heaven. He made her forget the fear she’d
experienced while she’d been fighting the storm. He chased away the
terror that had rocked into her that the boat would capsize and
she’d drown and never see him again. Those negative thoughts simply
disappeared.

When he
was finished shampooing her hair, he grabbed the showerhead off its
base and aimed the pulsing spray over her hair, rinsing the
shampoo. She turned around and he sprayed any remaining soap and
shampoo off her.

“
You were pretty tense before. Feel better?” he asked as he
placed the showerhead back into its base.

She
nodded and smiled. Yeah, she was feeling very good.

“
Good, and now the fun begins,” he said in a throaty
voice.

He slid
open the shower door, seized a towel from the shelf just outside
the stall, and then shut the door. He rolled the towel and then
dropped it on the ceramic floor in front of her. The towel was
immediately soaked.

What in
the world was he up to?

His
steel-muscled chest flexed as he grabbed the bar of soap again, and
lathered it between his hands, and then he replaced the bar on the
soap dish. He dropped onto his haunches directly in front of her,
using the towel as support for his knees. His hot breath caressed
her pussy. As he looked up at her, his eyes blazed with
lust.

Oh. Now
she understood.

“
Pass me the showerhead.”

She did
as he asked and handed it to him. He aimed the item at the floor
and adjusted it until the spray turned into a pounding jet of
water. Her breaths grew quicker as she realized what he was about
to do to her.

“
Touch your breasts.”

Arousal
coursed through her at his rough voice. She did as he asked, the
thought of him watching her touching herself, almost made her come
on the spot.

She kept
eye contact with him as she reached up, and cupped her breasts. A
muscle jumped in his right cheek as he watched. She pulled and
twisted her nipples and they became quite stiff. Tension built
quickly inside her vagina.

He slid
the showerhead between her thighs. He held the item a few inches
away from her body and aimed the pummelling spurts of water at her
pussy. She gasped at the intoxicating impact. Using the stream of
water, he leisurely traced her pussy lips, spraying the pulsating
water over her sleek folds.

With his
other hand, he reached up and opened her labia. When the water hit
her clit, pleasure zipped through her sensitive bundle of nerves.
She cried out at the wicked impact and gyrated her hips as arousal
coursed through her.

Quickly,
he dropped the showerhead and moved his head forward. She cried out
as his ultra-hot mouth melted over her pussy. He sucked her clit
between his lips, his tongue dabbing, and stroking until she
shivered at the electric sizzles enveloping her.

Frantic
now, she grabbed his head, her fingers twining into his hair. She
panted and held tight, bucking against him as she exploded in a
shower of pleasure.

His
tongue slipped into her pussy and he sucked. The exquisite pressure
destroyed her senses sending all thoughts to spinning away. Warm
cream streamed down her vagina and into his mouth.

She heard
him growl as he lapped and sipped at her pussy. Her thighs quivered
and her legs weakened as he continued to suck. When her tremors
ebbed, he grabbed the showerhead and aimed it once against her too
sensitive clit. She shattered as another orgasm quickly
mounted.

Before
she could come, he dropped the showerhead and his hands gripped her
wrists. Forcefully he pulled her hands from his hair. Her eyes
popped open with surprise, but excitement roared through her as he
suddenly stood. Using his teeth, he ripped open the condom package
and within seconds, he had his engorged cock sheathed.

He turned
toward her. His lips were red, his face flushed. His gaze captured
hers.

“
I want you so bad, Miranda,” he whispered. He was breathing
harshly and his voice was so thick with excitement that she could
feel his emotions crash over her senses.

Exhilaration. Arousal. Domination.

She
whimpered as he lowered his head. His mouth covered hers like a
heat-seeking missile. His cockhead stretched into her vagina about
two inches. His girth was immense. Impossibly big.

He
stopped his cock from entering any further, and then he broke the
kiss.

“
Do you want me?” he muttered. His hot breath fanned over her
face.

Frustration and arousal scrambled through her.

“
I want you. I need you. Fuck me,” she demanded.

His mouth
slid over hers again, his tongue probing deep into her mouth, the
invasion sending shivery sensations cascading through
her.

He bucked
his hips and she cried out as he thrust his cock into her. Her
inner muscles quickly stretched and accommodated the long, swollen
intrusion. He withdrew and thrust into her again. In the way he
angled his cock, his thickness erotically rubbed against her clit,
creating an awesome friction. He thrust harder. Faster.

An
explosion rocketed through her. She shuddered and gyrated her hips,
moving swiftly into the pleasure. Her vagina tightened around his
flesh like a vise.

He
groaned.

She bucked against him. She loved the quakes raining down on
her. Loved the exhilaration dancing through her mind. She
loved
him
.

At that
thought happiness seared through her. She loved him. Had for some
time. Why hadn’t she seen it before? She pushed her question away
and flowed all the way into the pleasure.

* * * *
*

“
How does it feel when you Turn?” Miranda asked as she lay
wrapped in his strong arms, her pussy pleasantly sore from his
powerful thrusts and her emotions so calm and carefree that her
laid back attitude, almost frightened her.

Yet, his
scent calmed her right back down. If calm was the right word. As
she smelled him, her nostrils flared and her pussy clenched. It
seemed as if she could sense every emotion in him now. As if she
was in tune with him. It was weird. But she liked it.

“
For everyone it’s different. Some Turn fast. Some slow. Some
have hot fantasies like you do and for others their skin gets
ultra-sensitive. There are any number of combinations. All kinds of
feelings and emotions during the Change.” he whispered against her
left ear.

Oh, her
skin was more than sensitive. She was well on her way to the
Change.

“
No, I mean
you
. How do you feel just before you Turn at
twilight?”

He
grinned and held her closer. He seemed pleased that she was asking
these questions. But she was curious. She wasn’t terribly afraid of
changing because over the years she’d secretly learned to accept
that she may end up like her mother despite her father not wanting
her to.

“
Well, let me see. When it starts to get dark, there is this
incredible pull for me to get into the ocean. So, I follow my
instincts and I get into the water. That’s what will happen to you.
You’ll be scared the first few times it happens but once you get
used to it, you’ll be fine. My advice is to follow your instincts
and you’ll be okay.”

“
How does it feel? Is it painful when your arms and legs turn
into tentacles?”

He shook
his head.

“
Not really. Not for me. Some Octo’s experience some form of
pain. Some don’t. I just make sure I’m in the water because it
soothes my body. Soon there’s tugging and pulling sensations on my
limbs. My arms and legs begin to feel longer and plumper as the
tentacles form. They begin to feel ultra-sensitive, especially the
suction cups and the tips.

“
What about…your…cock. What happens? It stays the same, right?”
She’d read on the top secret Octoposeidon website that a male’s
cock remained pretty much the same when they Turned. Except for
some males, their shafts got bigger. And for females, their vaginas
remained intact except a storage area formed during each Turn. The
area allowed sperm to incubate until she decided to impregnate
herself. But while having sex in her human form, she could get
pregnant just like a human. During that shift, she had no control
over pregnancy, except of course, through some form of birth
control such as condoms.

“
My cock stays intact and acts the same as when I am human. It
torments me whenever I think of you.”

She was
glad he was tormented by her. It meant he must crave her, just as
she was doing him.

“
My insides feel different too as organs start to readjust
themselves. You do know that while in Octo form we develop three
hearts?”

She
nodded.

“
Yes, two hearts pump water through what are similar to gills
where they extract oxygen and then the other heart pumps it around
the body. Calder told me once that some Octo, including himself,
when they revert back to human form, their three hearts remain,
while for others they have one, just like a human. That’s another
reason to make sure Octoposeidons remain a secret from the human
population,” she said.

“
Good girl, you’ve done your homework. I’m
impressed.”

“
And I know that a breathing apparatus forms behind our ears.
Kind of like gills and that’s how we can survive beneath the
water.”

“
That’s right. We also have a hard time breathing air while we
are about to Turn. It’s best to stay above the surface for as long
as possible so your gills are fully formed before you slip under
the water. Some have been known to panic and dive under too quickly
and end up drowning.”

“
Oh, not good.”

He
smiled. “But good to know.”

“
What else should I know?”

“
Well, while I’m swimming under the sea and I’m all alone at
night, I dream about all the delicious things I want to do with
you.”

She
grinned and happiness bubbled through her.

“
You dream about me?”

“
Yep, just like you do about me. Except mine are while I’m
awake and I must say they torture me.”

To her
surprise, he drew her earlobe into his hot mouth and sucked gently.
Incredible sensations whipped through her.

“
You sure know your stuff,” she giggled.

It was
unbelievable at how wonderful he could make her feel.

“
I can smell that you’re about to Turn and I want you to
promise me that you’ll stay calm when it happens and just follow
your instincts. They won’t steer you wrong.”

Yeah
,
right
.

“
When do you think it will happen?” she asked.

He shook
his head.

“
I don’t know. Could be tonight. Could be in a week or two. In
almost all cases, the female changes before the male so I can be
there to help. In the meantime, we’ll just have to take it as it
comes.”

“
Easy for you to say.”

He
chuckled.

“
It will be easy once you get used to how easily your body
changes.”

“
Promise?”

“
I promise.”

She
snuggled closer to him. It felt so right being here in his arms.
Like she was safe, protected, and loved.

“
And I want you to be my mate,” he said.

A thrilling emotion bubbled through her. He wanted her as
his
mate
.

“
I don’t know how your father is going to take it so I will
have to run it by him.”