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  She stared for mere seconds, then splashed water in his face. With a hard kick, she put distance between them, flipped onto her belly and sought one good stroke. All forward momentum ended when a hand seized her ankle and tugged enough to hinder her escape. “Get away from me!”

  “Stop floundering, water sprite, for I can and will swim circles around you if need be.”

  Dragged backward, flipped onto her back and released, Miranda gaped at the colorful being. The man’s effortless floating assured her his water agility equaled nothing less than a graceful athlete on land. Her gaze drifted down to a bare muscled chest and powerful arms. If they met on the ship and his color were normal, it might be a different story. Here in the water with bluish skin, he unsettled her every nerve. She narrowed her eyes and realized her vision from the railing now floated mere feet from her.

  Her gaze settled on his face and she swallowed hard at his handsomeness. His raised eyebrow earned her shiver. “I’m not dreaming, am I?” At his headshake, she dug her arms deep beneath the liquid surface and pushed against the water. She drifted back another foot and squinted to peer below the surface for a moment. The slow smirk on his face filled her belly with butterflies. “You’re a… merman. Oh my...”

  Amused, Reef folded his arms over his chest and quietly studied the panicked delight. “Atlantean.”

  “Um, no, not possible. Atlanteans were highly intelligent bipedal people.” Miranda lifted her chin when a wave splashed her face. Kept afloat by her waving arms and kicking legs, she continued her struggle and backed away. “Your white hair and sea green eyes are normal, but you have a green tail, your skin is blue, Atlantis sank and its inhabitants are rumored legendary myth.”

  “Interesting.” His chuckle warm, his gaze tracked her several more yards. He tilted his head and noted her dress hinder her movement. “Atlantis sank in appearance. The manipulation of time and space is a benefit my people have enjoyed for several millenniums and we can shift into any water creature desired.”

  Her chin dipped in the water. She kicked harder. Her hope of escape in her ability to distract, she sought to keep him talking. “What do you mean?”

  * * * *

  His every muscle tense in preparation to snatch her from the ocean’s death grip, Reef spread his arms over the surface. “We’ll talk all you want if you let me work for both of us.” He extended his arm. “Give me your hand.”

  Miranda shook her head. “I don’t think so.” She rolled over and made a mad dash in the opposite direction.

  “Woman.” He dove down beneath, sped after her and surfaced directly before her. The sweep of his arm around her waist pulled her tight against him and kept her afloat. “Your escape attempts are a waste of energy we can put toward more enjoyable activities. Relax.”

  She put her palms flat on his chest. Startled by the warmth, she pushed. “Let go.”

  Reef refused to relent. “You’re floundering again, little water sprite.”

  Miranda gaped and blinked several times. “Little? Better open your eyes, mister. I’m what most men call big.”

  He winked. “Pleasantly plump.”

  “P-pleasant? Not only are you… odd, but blind!”

  “Really.” Reef plunged beneath the surface and swept his gaze over her figure. Delicate bare feet and shapely legs kicked furiously to keep her head above water. Rounded backside, curvaceous hips and an ever so slightly indented waist aroused. Determined feminine kicks and the water current lifted her dress and revealed white panties. Full breasts floated while she bobbed. He surfaced behind her.

  * * * *

  Miranda gasped when a powerful arm embraced her waist. “Hey—”

  “Hush. You tire. My strength is yours.” Reef nuzzled her shoulder. “And you’re right it’s not pleasantly plump… it’s pleasingly perfect.”

  Such a warm tone and kind words had never graced her ears before. She stilled in his grip, her voice a whisper, “Let me go.” His arm tightened.

  “I don’t want to.”

  Her attention garnered by the waving hem of her sundress, Miranda grabbed the material and tugged at it. “M-my dress! Put my dress down.”

  Reef chuckled. “Why?”

  “Someone might see.”

  “I enjoy being the reason you squirm.” He wrapped his other arm around her waist. “Who might see?”

  Miranda closed her eyes. The caress of his warm breath on her neck surged heat through her body. “There might be more of you down there.”

  Reef nuzzled her neck. “I thought I was a myth?”

  Warm breath cascaded over her shoulder and pulsed shivers down her spine. “L-legend. Myths aren’t real, legends are… were.” She whimpered when the downward slide of his palm ended with a gentle press on her lower belly, which pushed her backside against his groin. The subtle movement of his lower body kept them afloat. When his fingers slipped inside the elastic waistband of her panties, she gasped.

  “Rest assured, my delectable water sprite, I am Atlantean.”

  Miranda grabbed the hand now lodged inside her panties and squirmed. “You’re definitely male. Stop.”

  “Humans exude strong and spectacular emotions my people feed off. Many times, we simply swim near the passing ships. Such suffices our darkest hunger.” Reef nestled his finger inside her warm folds. “Until now.” He stroked her clit, which swiftly responded to his touch. “So beautiful.”

  She arched her back and pressed against his hand. His breath caressed her neck. “Wh-what do you mean?”

  He eased his other hand up and growled at the covered supple mound. Even through the material, a nipple garnered his attention. He circled the aureole with his thumb, but ignored the demanding bud. “I no longer wish experience of your emotions with my mind from a distance.”

  Miranda grasped his highest forearm and mashed his hand against her breast. She nudged his lower hand with her hips. “Please… don’t… stop.”

  Reef growled into the curve of her neck and nipped a path to her ear. “Don’t stop or don’t and stop?”

  “Oh, God. Harder.”

  He complied and pitched his voice to seduce, “I’m hungry in many ways. I wish to taste your succulent slit with my tongue and drink of your delicious nectar. I need to feel your muscles clamp on my finger and feel your nectar slick your innermost core. I want to bury my myself deep inside your hot body and savor your delicious euphoria as my seed pours into you with every pounding thrust while I pump you and then again, only slower and gentler when I make love with you. Open for me, sweet water sprite, and I promise pure pleasure.”

  Miranda whimpered when the tingle centered in her lower belly exploded and sensation rushed through her body. She bucked at the erotic pleasure his touch delivered. Her legs instinctively parted. “This is wrong, but… oh, God.”

  “Nothing that feels this good…” His finger slid over her hooded pearl. “Can be that wrong. I wish to kiss you with a passion you will never forget.” Reef eased his hand deeper and circled the velvet opening of her pussy with the tip of his middle finger. “How long, my little water sprite?”

  With her head tilted back against his shoulder, she dug her nails into the forearm, which kept her afloat. “Several months. God that feels good.” Warm breath teased her ear and neck.

  “Turn and give me your mouth.”

  Compelled by the softest yet most commanding whisper even encountered, Miranda obliged. Captured by an intense sea green gaze, she shivered. Gooseflesh scattered over her shoulders.

  Reef secured her in his hold again. “I’m going to kiss you.”

  “Why?”

  “Need you ask?”

  When his intense gaze shifted to her mouth, Miranda licked her lips. His throaty groan accompanied the clamp his mouth over hers. She hungered for more, wanted all and whimpered.

  Reef plunged his tongue inside. Hungry, he caressed her mouth, explored her delightful taste and sampled heaven. His jaw worked steadily, his tongue danced with hers in a torrid du
el and craving seared his blood.

  Reluctant in breaking their oral embrace, Reef turned her and pressed her back against his front. “My name is Reef, like the corals scattered along the ocean floor. Come with me and I’ll show you paradise.”

  The sultry caress of his voice coaxed her to yield. “Reef. I like— oh, God…” Heat surged through her veins when the glide of his finger through her slit ended with a plunge deep inside her body. She pressed her hips forward with a moan. “More.” Whatever this strange sea being did, she needed and wanted.

  * * * *

  Reef reveled in the feel when her moist passage swallowed his finger. His every stroked caress milked her closer to orgasm “You’re so hot and wet.” Ever keen, his eyes honed in on the ship in the far distance and he dreaded the possibility of its return. He withdrew his finger, but didn’t release his treasure. “At my secret spot. Let me take you there.” Gentle in his lust, he nibbled her earlobe. “Come with me, little water sprite. Come…” In the blink of an eye, he willed the bend of space and time and placed them in his cove. “Open your eyes.”

  Miranda complied and gasped. “I’ve never seen anything so exquisite, so… breathtaking.” Surrounded by lush plants and fed by a waterfall, the pristine cove held a pool of the clearest water. “It’s beautiful.”

  “Not as much as its viewer.” He leaned to see her face and adored the way her blush crept over her cheeks, down her throat and across her shoulders. “Your name, please.”

  “Thank you and I’m Miranda.”

  Reef rubbed the tip of his nose along her shoulder, his whisper soft, his tone seductive, “To me, you will always be a water sprite. And a water sprite is too beautiful to remain concealed from the man who desires her.”

  Miranda twisted to see his face. “Meaning?”

  “This.” His every move deliberate, he trailed his hand down and touched her dress, bra and panties. Fingers manipulated time and space while seductive touch concealed his magical disruption of the fabric’s construction and destroyed the material. He relished how the dress, panties and bra dissolved in the water and revealed her luscious figure.

  * * * *

  Miranda gasped when her sundress melted into nothing along with her undergarments. “My clothes!”

  Reef wrapped his arms around her again. “Hush. I wish to admire your gorgeous body and the material prevented such.”

  She looked down at the bluish arms around her waist and shivered. Her mind cleared and reality swept over her senses. “I’m naked and waterlogged.” She imagined the press of his hardened erection against her backside and trounced the thought. Never before did any well-built man find her attractive, let alone call her beautiful. “May I go ashore?”

  “Of course.” He took her closer to the shore until her feet touched the ground and withdrew his arms. Her steps swayed her hips.

  “I appreciate it.” Miranda walked onto the bank and glanced over her shoulder. Spooked by his bluish skin, she sprinted for the cover of the trees.

  * * * *

  Reef clenched his jaw and growled. “Woman.” He shifted into his natural form and sprinted after his treasure. The jiggle of her round and perfect ass, in conjunction with the bounce of her bountiful breasts, aroused him all the more. With the distance closed in mere strides, he swept his arm around her waist, tucked her into his grip, tackled her to the ground and landed with her on top of his body. His muffled grunt a result of the hard ground’s impact and not her luscious body, he relished feel of her splendid figure.

  “Unhand me this instant!” Miranda pushed at the immobile forearm around her body then froze at the feel of his nakedness. “How did you get on land with a tail? You don’t wear clothes?” Her lowered hand eased to her leg, slid off and encountered the warmth of a muscled thigh. She squealed and yanked back her hand, but feared moving for what might be under her backside. “Oh my God, you have legs! Where’s your tail?”

  “Atlanteans are bipedal people similar to humans who love all things natural and, as I said before, can shift into any water creature desired.” Ever gentle, he swept a wisp of hair from her face. When his forefinger discovered moisture, he halted. He collected the small droplet, touched the tip of his finger to his tongue and frowned. “A tear?” Concerned by her headshake, he rolled onto his side, put her on her back and pinned her thighs beneath one of his legs. His arm draped across her belly, he propped up on his other elbow. “Tears and lies? Do I frighten you that much, Miranda?”

  She inhaled a shaky breath and appreciated the lush grass under her body. “Yes and no.”

  Reef peered deep into her sapphire eyes and traced her lips with the tip of his forefinger. “Please explain.”

  Miranda met his sea green gaze. “I don’t cry.”

  Slow and gentle to avoid startling her, he brushed another strand of hair from her other cheek. “There is nothing wrong with a woman’s tears, little water sprite. Why do you run from me, Miranda?”

  “I’m not a water sprite, nor am I little. I buried my parents a few months ago and recently suffered a really bad breakup from a jerk who was supposed to join me on this cruise.” She sighed. “And now I’ve lost the ship and I’m somewhere in the middle of the ocean with a blue-green man who claims he’s an Atlantean!”

  His charm at its best, Reef hoped his warm smile relaxed the woman he craved. “In Atlantis, a water sprite is a beautiful woman a man seeks to please. The man who abandoned you is a fool. Slender women appeal to some men, but I cherish a woman I can handle, one I don’t fear will break and one able to please me with her every uttered orgasm.” He studied her lovely face. “Where and why will you go when all I offer you is pleasure?”

  Miranda closed her eyes. “I don’t know you. I ran because I thought I might escape, but I don’t know where I was even running to.”

  “I intend to provide you with nothing less than a taste of Heaven. Let me show you.” He lowered his mouth, brushed his lips across hers and welcomed the slight part her whimper provided. His tongue dipped inside her mouth and invited hers into a duel of exploration. Her soft moan coaxed him to taste the exotic flavor of the beauty he desired for quite some time before he broke their oral embrace.

  She gulped a breath of air. “No one ever kissed me like that.”

  Reef nuzzled her cheek with his. “There are many more pleasures I wish to show you. All I need is your willing consent, my precious water sprite.”

  Miranda giggled. “Now I’m a precious water sprite?”

  “A precious little water sprite I desire.” He slid down her body, his every kiss a tender yet seductive glide of his lips. With a pause at the valley between the soft breasts his palms cupped, he growled. “Beautiful.”

  She fisted his hair and tugged. “What are you doing?”

  Reef chuckled against the supple curve of her ample breast. Her soft bosom jiggled and he hardened even more. “Tasting you.” He latched onto her pebbled nipple and sucked with a tender, yet fierce hunger of ravenous need while his tongue caressed. His stomach pressed against her moist folds. The upward push of her hips intensified the feminine heat and seared his flesh.

  Miranda gasped when his fiery mouth changed nipples and his sucks intensified. “Yes… more.” She clutched his head against her chest. “No one did it like that before.”

  He raised his head. “No man will ever discover what he missed, little water sprite. Shall I continue our trip to paradise?”

  “I’d never forgive you if you stop.”

  Reef welcomed her permission and nuzzled the creamy curve of her breast. “You’re so delicious I’m not sure I can stop until I touch, taste and squeeze all of you.” Licks and kisses marked his way down her body until he stopped between her thighs and rubbed the tip of his nose the length of her silken slit. He inhaled her aroused scent. “So sweet, I need more.” His action repeated, his tongue sampled her glistening succulent folds.

  Miranda gasped and bucked. “Reef!”

  Delighted by her response, he chu
ckled. “Am I the source of your pleasure?”

  “God yes!” She raked his shoulders. “I need you inside me. Now, please, Reef.”

  “Like this, Miranda?” He thrust his finger deep inside her slick tunnel and latched his mouth onto her luscious clit.

  His touch stirred passion in her veins and escape slipped from her mind. “Fill me.”

  His other hand on her belly held her down while he inserted a second finger and pumped her with steady caresses. Feminine muscles clamped down and threatened to halt his strokes. Her cream covered his relentless fingers. He growled. “From the depths of Poseidon’s domain, I need be more aware of those strong muscles.”

  She bucked until her belly trembled at even his lightest touch. “I’m about to drag you up here, Reef.”

  His elbows kept his full weight off her body while he eased up her seductive figure. “I’m on my way to satisfy your need, sweet water sprite.” He halted with the head of his veined hardness at the soft entrance of her hot, wet pussy. “How bad do you want me, Miranda?”

  She fisted his hair and yanked. “Bad.”

  He entered her in one smooth thrust. She flung back her head and sharp gasp spoke volumes. He tensed, his rigid shaft sheathed deep in her body. “I never meant to hurt you. Please forgive me.”

  She clutched his shoulders and shook her head. “You didn’t hurt me, Reef. You surprised me. I’ve never had sex with anyone… I didn’t expect such… size.”

  His kiss on her forehead affectionate, he laid his cheek against hers. “My sweet water sprite, Miranda.” He withdrew and slid back inside her velvet pussy. “I wish to make love with you and fulfill your every need, want and desire. I beg you for the chance.”

  She threaded her fingers through his hair. “Anything.”

  His every stroke inside her silken passage with his ravenous cock a dynamic thrust, he pumped her with his unyielding erection until his caresses brought her to orgasm. He poured his seed deep inside her body and milked them both dry.