Saltwater Kisses: His Merman Prince

AVEL My heart slammed against my chest as I locked gazes with Kai. He stood there, the bathroom door securely locked behind him, his blue eyes dark and intensely focused on mine. "What are you doing here, Kai?" I asked him again, but he didn't respond. Instead, he began to move towards me, the fiery energy emanating from him filling the small stall. I froze, my breath hitching as the last remnants of my relief vanished, my body betraying me by cutting off in the middle of my release, every muscle tensing. "Stop," I yelled, my voice shaky and urgent, the words barely audible over the roaring in my ears as I wondered what others thought when they saw him enter this stall with me inside. "Kai! Stop!" I turned quickly, fumbling to tuck my d**k into my briefs and zip my jeans, but I wasn’t fast enough. His hand shot out, grabbing mine, halting me mid-motion, and my eyes flew up to meet his. For a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of something in them—a glimmer of gold that wasn’t there before. My breath caught at the firmness of his grip on my hand as he stared at me with an expression I couldn’t read. He was so strong. How the hell was he so strong? My lips trembled, ready to ask what he was doing as breathing became increasingly difficult. But he spoke before I could, his voice low with foreign words. “Anhaa zhilak shafkaat mae?” “What?” I stammered, blinking at him. I had no idea what he had just said or in which language he spoke. But Kai didn't explain. Instead, his free hand reached up to the back of my head, his fingers tangling in my hair as he drew me closer to him. Before I could react, his lips met mine. Everything in me screamed to back away, push him away, and demand answers. To remind him that he could not just show up and do this to me—especially after everything. Not after the way he treated me as if I were nothing more than a passing fancy. But I couldn’t move. Something held me in place, a magnetic force that made it impossible to resist. His lips were firm and demanding against mine, his possessiveness permeating every movement, and a soft, traitorous grunt escaped my lips as I melted into him, my hands gripping his shoulders for balance as the ground beneath me shifted. Kai deepened the kiss, his hand sliding down to the small of my back, drawing me closer as if he needed me, while his other hand moved back to the zipper I hadn't managed to fully pull up. Before I could stop him, he undid it again. My breath caught as his hand slipped inside, gripping my c**k with confidence that sent shivers up my spine. "Kai—" I tried to say something, to beg him to stop, but the word was muffled by his mouth, his tongue sweeping past my lips as he silenced any protest I might have made. My mind cried out, pleading with me to resist, reminding me of my heartbreak until the cries faded, and then he stopped. Pulling back, his eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, I thought I’d get a chance to catch my breath, to ask him what the hell he was doing here, why he was doing this. But he didn’t give me the chance. Before I could say anything, he turned me around to face the toilet bowl again. My heart raced, confusion swirling with the fire that burned beneath my skin as his hand slid back inside my briefs and grabbed my c**k again. “Kai, wait—” I began, but his hands slid up and down my pecker, firm but soothing, cutting off my words before they could fully form. His touch was maddening, and slowly, as his hand moved up and down, my body began to flow again, like water breaking through a dam. The stream, which had been cut off when he entered the stall, surged forward and shot out before I could stop it. My eyes slammed shut at the overwhelming sense of relief as my body melted into his. I couldn't resist his hands, the smooth, rhythmic motion of his palms against my c**k, and the constant heat of his chest against my back. Another soft grunt escaped my lips as my head c****d back, my lips instinctively seeking his. On cue, our lips locked again, and I kissed him with the same urgency as he had done to me before, one that I couldn’t explain. He met me halfway, his mouth devouring mine, his touch overwhelming any thoughts I tried to hold onto. When I finally emptied the last of what my body had held, I didn’t even think to zip my jeans. My hands found his chest, clinging to him with desperate intensity, and his lips returned to mine. The voices that had been screaming and begging moments before were now completely silent, buried in the back of my mind. I knew they were right. But they didn’t understand. I couldn’t pull away, not when every touch of his hands sent a smooth current rippling through my entire being. Not when his fingertips didn’t just caress my skin but reached something deeper, something I didn’t even know existed. It was as though he wasn’t just touching my flesh, but my very soul, and I couldn’t stop him because it felt as though I would break if I did. With each kiss, this man drew breath from my lungs, and I felt compelled to surrender, willingly offering him my entire being. I shuddered at the feel of the cold tiles as Kai pinned me against the wall, his body pressing against mine with inhuman force. His hands slipped beneath my shirt, and my back arched involuntarily as he tugged the shirt over my head, the cool air brushing against my exposed skin for a fleeting moment before his lips found my chest. The first flick of his tongue against my n****e sent a jolt through me, causing me to shiver, and my hand flew to my mouth, suffocating the sound that threatened to escape as students' voices echoed from the opposite side of the restroom. Kai didn’t seem to care about being overheard, though, as his hand slid down, dipping into my briefs, claiming me again. Gasping against my palm, I muffled the noise as his fingers wrapped around my c**k, moving with a rhythm that stole the breath from my lungs as he began stroking me. His mouth left my chest, leaving hot kisses on my collarbone, down to where my skin was already flushed and sensitive, and another grunt ripped through my chest as he reached the edge of my briefs. I couldn’t stop the way my hips bucked toward him, desperate for more of him, for everything he was giving me, and his lips continued their descent, brushing the coarse hair at my pubic line, then lower. My head leaned back against the wall, my fingers threading through his hair, and I didn't notice myself untying his bun until his hair spilled over his shoulders, soft and wild against my hands. I tried to stay quiet—I really did—but as his lips and hands worked in tandem, a strangled sound escaped me. My other hand released my mouth and reached for the stall wall, looking for something solid to hold onto as my legs began to give out beneath me. The heat of his mouth, the firm grip of his hand, blurred my vision, and my breath came in short, broken gasps as my body betrayed me completely, surrendering to him, to the way he touched me as if he owned me and had every right to. My fluids spilled into his hand, and I thought it would be enough that he’d stop, but he didn’t. Instead, he rose, his lips finding mine again, possessive and fiery, before he abruptly turned me around, bending me over. The sound of his zipper was muffled and urgent before I felt something wet as he spread my legs. Then he began massaging my outer rim before inserting a finger, then another, and I gripped the wall once more, my eyes rolling back. My muscles clenched, and he took that as his cue. Slowly, he entered me, and my hand flew to my mouth again, muffling the loud grunt that tore through me as I shuddered at the sensation of his c**k stuffing me. At first, he began moving slowly, then gradually picked up the pace, and more words I couldn't understand poured out of his mouth as I completely lost myself, drowning in the storm Kai created. His touch, his body brushing against mine, sent me to the brink of insanity. My hands clutched at the cold stall wall, then let go as I reached for him, finding the firm hold of his hands on my waist. I clutched him as if he were my lifeline, but it was not enough. My fingers slid up into my hair, tangled in the soft strands that fell over my face, only to be released moments later as I searched desperately for something to ground me. Back to the wall. Back to my hair. Over and over. I didn’t know what to do with myself; I didn’t know how to escape the fire consuming me. My thoughts had become fragmented, shattered, and incomplete. All I could feel and focus on was him. The way his body moved against mine… his breath hot at my back… the sounds that escaped him… it overwhelmed me until I shattered, came undone beneath him, once, twice—each time pulling me deeper into oblivion. I didn’t know how he could keep going, how he could take so much from me and still demand more, and just when I thought I’d collapse completely, when I couldn’t take another second, Kai pulled back, finally breaking away. With a sharp breath, he emptied himself into the toilet bowl, the raw sound of his release sending a final tremor through him. Meanwhile, I sagged forward, my body useless, jeans pooling around my ankles before I straightened weakly, my hands still braced against the wall, every inch of me trembling and exhausted. I couldn’t even pull my jeans up, too worn down, too dazed to think clearly. I watched him quickly fix himself before turning back to face me. His hands were gentle now, cupping my cheek and leaning in. His lips found mine again, softer this time, more controlled like he was taking his time to memorize me, and I let him. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against mine, his breath mingling with mine in the silence of the stall, and my eyes fluttered open, searching for his face, my mind still racing. “What have you done to me? That’s what I said before,” he murmured, explaining what he said earlier in that foreign language, his voice low, and before I could respond, before I could even begin to process what he meant, he let me go. My legs wobbled as I leaned heavily against the wall for support, staring in a daze as Kai turned, unlocked the stall, and walked away, leaving me standing there, my chest rising and falling as I tried to steady my breathing, my skin still tingling where his hands had been. “What the hell just happened?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ Before you start with the story, please be aware of a few things: • The Merfolk in this book may not behave exactly like those in other books, including my other book. They also get legs on their sixteenth birthday. • Additionally, please take note of the Content Advisory. • This novel contains mature themes like polyamory and reverse harem relationships. s****l scenes may include threesomes, group s*x, and of course, same-s*x encounters. • Please take these factors into account before reading. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~