Olympic Cove 2-Breaker Zone by Nicola Cameron Page A

Aidan’s hand sped up on
Nick’s cock, “I’m not stupid, Li. And I loved it.” He leaned in, sucking a wet
kiss on Nick’s neck. “So will you, chuisle .
Wait until we get you between us, all flushed and hard and begging to come.”
    Those huge hands rose, plucking Nick’s
nipples. “And we won’t let you, not until we’re good and ready,” the unseen mer
said in a sexy rumble. “We’ll tease you for hours, chuisle . Finger that sweet tight hole of yours, suck your cock
until your balls ache from being so full, then fuck
you nice and slow. I can’t wait until I can pull you down on my cock and feel
you hot and pulsing around me.” Another pinch, another sweetly
filthy chuckle. “And if you’re very, very good, maybe we’ll let you
come.”
    “Maybe,” Aidan said with a grin. “Just
as soon as we both come inside you. You like that, baby? Taking us both at the
same time, sucking my cock while Li fucks you? You want that?”
    “Fuck, yes,” Nick groaned, throwing his
head back onto the unseen mer’s shoulder. Turning, he could just see bright
hazel blue eyes under a dripping shock of dark hair before lips came down on
his, demanding entrance. He opened his mouth, tasting salt and something spiced
on his new lover’s tongue.
    Dimly, part of him registered that Aidan
wasn’t in front of him anymore. And then he gasped as a hot, wet mouth sealed
around the head of his cock.
    “That’s right. Take it, sweetheart,” the
hazel-eyed merman whispered. “You belong to us now. Let yourself feel how much
we want you.”
    Nick did, loving the sensation of Aidan
sucking his cock. An impossibly agile tongue licked along the bottom of his
shaft, slipping out to tease his balls. Then Aidan took him deep, throat
muscles working around him.
    The mer pulled off suddenly, and cool
salt water swirled around Nick’s flesh. Aidan surfaced, licking his lips and panting
hard. “Nick?”
    Nick closed his eyes, pushing on Aidan’s
shoulders to urge him back down. “God, don’t stop.”
    “Nick?”
    ****
    “Nick?”
    Nick snuggled back against the body
spooning him. Overhead, there was the sound of frenetic lovemaking as an unseen
bed creaked and thumped. Moans drifted through the ceiling, and a soft cry was
abruptly muffled.
    A warm, hard cock slotted against the
crease of his ass, and he wriggled against it. “Morning,” he mumbled.
    His eyes flew open when a voice that was
definitely not Barnard’s said, “Morning, baby.” The hard length pressed against
his ass again with what could only be called intent. “How did you sleep?”
    He froze. I’m in bed. With...
    The previous day crashed in on him. With a merman. A very hard merman. Oh, shit.
    He licked his lips, trying to bring up
some saliva. “Uh,
Aidan?”
    “Yeah?”
    “Why am I in bed with you?”
    A soft huff raised the hairs on the nape
of his neck. “You got up in the middle of the night to piss. When you came back
you got into bed with me. I thought you wanted to get comfortable.”
    What he really wanted to do was grind
back against what felt like an amazing hard-on. Fuck you very much, subconscious. “Okay. It’s just that you’re
kind of, you know. Close.”
    A chuckle sounded in his ear, sending
tingles skittering across his skin. “I know. You’ve got an incredible ass.” His
hips thrust gently, and Nick smothered a moan. “Lots of
muscle, and just a little bit of bounce. Mmm.”
    An overwhelming rush of need slammed
into him. He wanted to yank down his boxers, push back against that glorious
cock, and hope like hell that he still had KY in his bag. It wasn’t the
greatest lube for anal sex, but it was way better than saliva—
    What the fuck are
you doing? his brain screamed at him. He’s your patient. Your non-human patient. Get the hell out of his bed right now.
    Taking a deep, somewhat shaky breath, Nick
eased out of Aidan’s arms and got up, acutely aware that his traitorous cock
was tenting his boxers. “I think we both