Olympic Cove 2-Breaker Zone by Nicola Cameron

“Everything
happens in its own time. Don’t worry, Nick. You’ll find the ones you’re
supposed to be with.”
    “Mm.” Something about
that phrase sounded odd, but Nick was suddenly too tired to think about it.
Stretched out in the old armchair, he drifted off to sleep.
    ****
    Far off to the east, a sleekly
streamlined form arrowed through the ocean depths, trying to hold onto the
faint trail of blood in the water. The currents were dissipating it too
rapidly, making it almost impossible to follow it to its source.
    He went still, concentrating. Shock pain blood damn them so tired swim
away hide hide hide.
    There. The trail, so faint but still tangible. He kicked hard and
stormed after it, rage and fear churning deep inside.
    Humans . One way or the other, they would
pay for this.

Chapter Four
     
    Nick dove into the waves, enjoying the
feel of the water as it rushed past him. He surfaced and grinned at the bright
sunlight overhead.
    Ian, you have no
idea how good you’ve got it. The sky was a gorgeous shade of blue,
dotted with fluffy clouds that trailed yesterday’s storm. All the greenery
behind the cottage was rain-washed and glowing in the morning sun. The air smelled fresh and clean with a bracing salt undertone,
and the water was just cool enough to be refreshing. Even the waves were
perfect for body surfing and fooling around.
    A powerful tail sliced up through the
water, beating the surface for a moment before sinking back under it. Nick
waited until Aidan’s upper body popped up, splashing foam around with abandon. It
was like watching a finned angel dance in the water.
    The merman threw his arms around Nick,
giving him a blinding smile. “There you are! I knew you had to be here
somewhere,” he said, nothing but joy in his voice.
    Nick slid his arms around the merman’s
waist. “Where else would I be?” he said, laughing a little. “I can’t let you
wander off. You’re still my patient.”
    “And you’re mo chuisle .”
    The unfamiliar words set off an
explosion of warmth and contentment in Nick’s chest. He ran his fingers along
Aidan’s collarbone, touching the sternal notch and the thong neckband that
rested over it. “What does mo chuisle mean?”
    That sunburst smile changed, turning
achingly sexy. “I’ll show you.”
    And then Aidan’s mouth was on his,
claiming him. Nick closed his eyes and gave himself over to the kiss and the
delirious experience of having Aidan in his arms. The merman’s tongue played
along his lips, exploring the seam before teasing it open.
    Aidan’s arms tightened around him as
their tongues greedily spiraled around each other. When the mer licked the roof
of his mouth, it sent blood rushing to Nick’s cock. He rubbed against the
smooth scales of Aidan’s lower half, loving the way they felt so slick against
his shaft, the tiny bite of the edges adding a prickly, half-pleasant pain.
    “ Wait, chuisle . I’ll take care of you.”
    A hand came down and wrapped around him,
stroking from the root to the tip. He groaned softly from the pleasure,
thrusting into Aidan’s grip. “Wait, what about you?”
    Aidan feathered another kiss across his
lips. “Later. Right now, let us take of you.”
    “Us?”
    Someone laughed softly behind him. An
unexpected body fitted itself against his back, strong arms coming around him
in a gentle hug. He looked down to see large webbed hands resting on his belly
and chest. “Us,” the unseen person said, voice low and
sweet. “Hello, chuisle . Nice to finally meet you.”
    Nick ground his ass back against the
newcomer, and felt more scales. A fin flapped against his lazily kicking feet,
teasing them.
    Aidan read the unspoken question in his
eyes and chuckled. “That’s Li. Just wait until he gets his legs. Those hands
don’t lie. I swam funny for a week after our first time together.”
    One of the most delightfully dirty
laughs Nick had ever heard rang in the air. “You never complained, Aid.”
    Under the water,