Call of the Mermaid [M]

[Celegwen]

Though it was absolutely without any notice, part of her was actually a bit relieved at the momentary pause. She propped herself on one arm, her free hand shaking her rose-colored hair loose again.

Raina moved forward, sliding her hands into his and her body towards him. The woman grinned, sitting at the edge of the bed and lightly kissing his lower stomach twice.

[Lowen Thorn]

Silas bit his bottom lip as he smiled and he watched her kiss his stomach. After a moment, he tugged at her hands and helped her to stand off of the bed before leaning in and giving her another hungry kiss and wrapping his hands around her - one resting on her hip and the other on the cheek of her rear.

"Raina," he whispered before taking another nibble of her ear. "Saddle up."

He released his hold on her and dropped to the bed on his back.

[Celegwen]

Raina smiled at the almost playful drop. She climbed on the bed again, flipping her hair into place and moving her leg over so she was straddling his hips. The woman slid herself gently back and forth in a slow tease, before lifting herself up and positioning him for her to lower onto him easily.

She was in control that time. Raina leaned back with her hands on his thighs, moving her hips only around the tip for a few moments. She locked eyes with him, grinning and putting her hands on his chest, as she sank down, taking him inside of her completely and circling her hips against his.

[Lowen Thorn]

Why couldn't he stop smiling?

Maybe because as soon as she sat herself on top of him, he could feel the tightness grip him in continued pleasure and it felt fucking amazing. Or maybe it was because he genuinely loved being with her.

Probably both.

He slowly moved his hands up the woman's stomach until they were at her breasts, and he cupped them into his palms for a few moments before reaching further and pulling her hair to bring her lips back down to his.

[Celegwen]

Her lips met his, and she laced their fingers together, pressing their hands against the bed. She smiled into the kiss, then sat up again, tightening around him every time she lifted her hips.

"Oh, fuck," she breathed, moving along him at a slightly quickened pace. Her eyes closed, and she bit her lower lip, as she felt an intense wave growing. "Fuck me," she whispered, slowing her motions just a bit.

[Lowen Thorn]

"Oh fuck yes," he growled, grabbing hold of her hips as she grinded on top of him. With her motions, he moved his hands with her hips as if to guide her. He continued this for several moments and with each motion he felt like he was going deeper inside of her, and it was driving him wild in the best way possible.

Keeping one hand firmly on her hip, he moved the other up her body until his fingertips were wrapped lightly around her neck. Then, he used his elbow to prop himself until their chests were touching, and he leaned forward just enough through the woman's moves to get into her ear.

"Faster," he whispered the command. "Don't stop fucking me until you explode."

[Celegwen]

A primal feeling overtook her, heated even more by the sudden authority he took. The woman pressed her forehead against his. Her right hand gripped his waist, while her other was on his leg, keeping her balanced as she obeyed his command.

She moved with him, harder, faster, until it was too intense to continue. Her body trembled as waves of pleasure cascaded over her. Her grip tightened, and she bit her lip, chest heaving from the sensational overload.

[Lowen Thorn]

His eyes could have slid to the back of his skull from the pressure she was building up inside of him. It was enough to make him want to burst but he grabbed hold of her hips and concentrated on working her through her first peak. "I could do this all day," he laughed as she began to slow.

His head lowered to her neck again, kissing it gently before moving his hands to run his fingertips through her hair. "Do you want to tell me how you want it?" he asked softly through his caressing lips. "Or do you want me to tell you how you're going to get it?"

[Celegwen]

Whaleshit, she thought to herself, her body working with his subtle movements. You can't do this all day.

"Neither," she said, leaning away from him slightly. The woman met his gaze with a grin. "I want you to show me." She pressed her lips against his, gently biting his lower lip and telepathically whispering, "make me yours."

[Lowen Thorn]

Make me yours.

Perhaps it was just because of what they were doing, but that may have been the greatest thing any woman had ever said to him. Not only did hearing it make him grin with delight, but it also lit a fire inside of him and was accompanied with a low, hungry growl before he grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her head into his shoulder. Lifting his torso up, he placed both feet firmly on the bed's surface before thrusting himself into her from below. It was quick and repeated, pounding away in between her legs like some sort of wild animal who didn't know where its next meal was coming from.

"O-Oh, fuuuuck yes, Raina!" he breathed in absolute pleasure before delivering a playful but commanding slap to her ass for good measure.

[Celegwen]

She flipped her hair to one side, pulling slightly away from his body with her hands against his chest. Her legs hardly supported her body through his hungry thrusts.

The initial sting his hand delivered turned into a slow burn, and she gasped, biting her lip.

She leaned forward, putting one of her hands on the bed for balance. Matching his rhythm, her hips rocked back and forth, making it feel as though she was taking him deeper and deeper with every thrust.

"Fuck, Silas," she whispered almost breathlessly. She gripped his shoulder and pressed their lips together.

[Lowen Thorn]

He kissed back, a passionate and fierce kiss, while continuing his heavy thrusts for a few more seconds before slowing. He let his hands rest between her lower back and her rear, guiding her through a few more strokes as he dipped his face down to her breasts. "This is wonderful," was his muffled voice through the cleavage.

He peered up at her with a genuine smile before arching his neck back and letting his head rest on the back of his shoulders. The waves of pleasure were coming more frequently now, and he could feel his muscles tense and his body glisten from the good work they was doing.

He wouldn't allow her to know it, but Raina had complete control if she wanted it. He was getting close.

[Celegwen]

Raina saw the minor change in him, feeling his muscles clench in anticipation and his pace start to slow. It was obvious that, at that moment, she had him wrapped around her finger and something about that gave the woman an intense power trip.

She ran her hands down his chest, continuing her hips' rhythmic movements. The woman leaned into him, gently biting at his ear and kissing down his neck.

"Look into my eyes," she whispered into his mind, gripping his sides and tightening around him. "Give in," she breathed softly, "come to me."

[Lowen Thorn]

Oh gods. He was going to blow!

He almost obeyed the woman, meeting her eyes with his own as she worked the pressure through his body and to the point of a near climax before he let out a sneaky grin and shook his head. "Not yet," he breathed before placing his arms under her legs and pulling her off of him. He could feel the surging sensation between to lower, regaining his composure.

Quickly, he hopped off of the bed and grabbed her hand to guide her to the back wall. He spun her around to face away from him, taking her from behind with one hand on her hip and the other clutching her hair from the back of her scalp.

At this point, he could feel himself lose all sensibility and went full animal again - the sound of their skin slapping together as he fucked her fiercely, thrusting into her while pulling her hair and letting his other hand travel up her skin to fondle her breasts. "Look at me," was his telepathic command.

[Celegwen]

That was unexpected! Though she wasn't sure why, having him take the dominance and power from her was strangely attractive...

She pressed her hands against the wall, her left leg bent outward just slightly on her toes while her right kept her balanced. His voice in her mind was what centered her in the moment, and she obeyed, looking back at him as he pounded into her from behind.

"Fuck..." she breathed, biting her bottom lip.

[Lowen Thorn]

His grin was almost triumphant as she obeyed his orders. His grip on her remained strong and his stamina didn't cease as he punished her from behind. That's what it felt like, anyway: punishing her for his time on the island, or perhaps just because she made him feel so damn good. His hand moved up her neck and then to her face, his fingers wrapping around her jaw to keep her head in place as their eyes remained locked on one another.

The slapping of skin continued with his thrusts while his breathing grew harsh and the sweat from his hair dripped down to her back. It continued for a few more moments before it started to drive him mad. "You feel fucking incredible," he growled before going into another frenzy. Letting go of her face, he pulled her hair back a little more, letting his other hand grab her shoulder as he drilled her mercilessly.

[Celegwen]

"Ahhh," she gasped briefly, as he pulled a bit more on her hair. It wasn't necessarily painful, but rather the sudden motion had taken her by surprise. Her back arched perfectly, allowing him full access to relieve his frustrations through her.

She squeezed her eyes closed again, feeling his deep, hard thrusts repeatedly pounding into her. Small moans and gasps practically replaced her regular breathing, and she felt her body begin to once again tremble at the pleasure spreading from having him inside her.

[Lowen Thorn]

This was it.

The woman of his dreams in his house. The woman of his dreams getting fucked wildly by him in his favorite position. This was the day he went from being an an ordinary sailor, or perhaps ex-sailor, to a fucking man among men. With each thrust, each slap of skin, each hair tug, each moan, groan, and growl, he climbed the ladder to the ultimate manhood, and what was sure to be a legendary climax.

"I can't hold on much longer," he breathed as he continued the vigorous punishment, his body beginning to tense as the pressure built inside of him to the point of being ready to burst.

[Celegwen]

 Her hips lifted almost without her noticing, and she opened her eyes again, meeting his gaze.

"Don't fight," she whispered to his mind, finding herself not entirely able to physically form the words in the tone she wanted to. She tightened around him again through each intense thrust. "Give over to me..." Her words, though not actually spoken, held the same seductive sound and power that her song did.

The slightest hint of a smile pulled the corners of her lips upward, as she felt herself breathing with him.

[Lowen Thorn]

Oh Gods.

Oh fuck.

Hearing her permission was almost enough for him to completely lose control, but he fought through a few more thrusts with a breath and a moan alternating with each one.

He could feel it rising, and so he quickly moved his arms around her neck and tilted her head with two fingers and a thumb just enough to place his lips onto hers. With a few more hungry thrusts his eyes shut tight, his muscles tensed and the pressure built up to the peak of exploding.

And then it happened.

"Raina," he moaned with his release, breaking from her lips just enough to rest his face with hers cheek to cheek.