Fifty Shades of Fairy Tales Omnibus (25 page)

Then they bind my wrists behind me with some strange rope made from a type of seaweed. At first I protest, but once more they reassure me, telling me this is just a part of the sex game we’re playing.

The dark haired one tastes every inch of me while the fair haired one laves my nipples with his skilled, wet mouth. I feel so sensual, sexy, alive like I never have before as their hands and lips explore me all over.

My dark haired lover presses a finger to my clit and strokes. A welcome fire starts to tingle and burn there. The heat is instant bliss that makes me moan and buck my hips up, trying to get closer to his touch. He swirls little circles into this swelling nub of flesh and I let out a tiny whimper. I can almost taste the climax growing between my legs.

I wish I could wrap my arms around the one suckling my nipples, dig my short nails into his back, feel the muscle move under his skin as he licks me again and again. But my bound wrists deny this, and I struggle against my manacles. The one between my legs now spreads my labia and swipes his tongue up my slit, drinking in my wetness. Then he blows on my sex until I cry out and nearly beg him to fuck me right then and there.

I hear more whispers enter the cave. Murmurs beyond those of myself and my lovers. My eyes flutter open and I stare at the fair man who now licks and nibbles a trail up my neck.

“
There’s someone in the cave with us,” I say.

“
Don’t worry,” he tells me in a voice made thick and urgent by lust. “Those are just curious merpeople who are here to enjoy the show.”

“
What?” I hiss, nearly jumping up and away from them, but the man between my legs inserts two fingers and curls while he takes my clit deep into his mouth. I gasp and almost forget we have intruders.

“
Like I said, merpeople are sexual beings. We have no shame and we enjoy watching. You’re in no danger.”

His fingers curl and stroke my g-spot, sending sparks of pleasure zipping through my pussy and up to my brain. My body shivers as the bliss climbs higher. The one tugging on my nipples with his teeth moves to the other breast and curls his tongue around the taut bud and I come. The pleasure pours through me like warm honey.

I see figures slinking from the shadows in the cave. Sea foam eyes seem to glitter in the darkness, and I see the glimmer of skin as the other merpeople watching draw nearer.

The one between my legs laps at my clit, making the sensitive flesh pulse stronger and stronger as another orgasm quickly builds. The one at my tits now lifts me just enough so he can climb beneath me. His smooth skin has now warmed from our foreplay and sweat beads his flesh. I feel as if I melt into his slippery, silky form as he positions himself to fuck me.

Their hands roam over my lithe body and mold to my tits. The one licking my clit tickles my inner thighs with light brushes of his fingers.

Beneath me, my lovers hot, hard cock sweeps over my ass. I can feel he’s thick and big and I tremble, wanting him buried deep inside me right now. I tilt my ass to signal I’m hungry to be fucked. He gives a throaty chuckle in my ear and then nudges his fat glans into my throbbing cunt. I give a long, breathy moan as he enters me. My pussy tightens around the head and I buck my hips back into him, urging more of his cock inside.

The one eating me out uses fast flicks of tongue on my clit now. My brain sings from the assault of delicious sensation. My whole body heats as a pleasing pressure builds in my g-spot and my clit swells even more. Blood pounds hard through the sensitive mass and my hips move faster, faster. My pussy clamps down even tighter around the cock stroking its walls and I milk my lover greedily for more ecstasy.

I see others drifting into view. Merpeople kneel beside me and the two men. Their scaly skin shimmers from the greenish fire glow. A redhead with tiny shells in her hair dips her head and kisses me, while a man with a trimmed black beard licks my tender nipples.

The one beneath me fucks me harder now, losing himself and growing carnal. I’ve never had sex like this, never felt so wanted and complete. The lover filling my cunt fits me like a glove, and the hands, tongue, and lips of the other treat my body as if he knows it so well, as if he’s been my lover forever.

I soon come hard again as hands, tongues, and lips explore and taste me everywhere. This sex is the best I’ve ever had and this orgasm is so intense I shake fiercely as I squirt. The lover fucking me pulls out after he comes deep inside me and I gush juices all over the man eating my pussy. He smiles, as if pleased, and then the redhead with seashells in her hair licks my come from his chest and face.

The one who ate me now pumps his cock until pearly cum spews from its purple head. He sprays his seed all over my belly and tits, and when he’s done the others taste me again, this time licking up his spunk until none remains.

When they’re done, I collapse between the two men on the blankets, breathing hard and dazed from my multiple orgasms. The other merpeople slink back into the shadows as I fall asleep between my two traveling companions.

***

The next morning they take me to see my grandpa.

“
I can’t just leave the Sea Enchantress out there,” I say as they lead me deeper into the cave. Jamie carries a torch that burns with that odd green flame I saw the night before.

“
Don’t worry,” he tells me. “She’ll be well taken care of by our people.”

I can tell there will be no fighting them, and so far they’ve made good on their promise not to hurt me, so I decide to go with this adventure and see if my grandpa really waits for me beneath the ocean.

We arrive at a glowing pool of bright blue water.

“
Dive in.” Markus gestures to the pond carved into the rock. “We’ll be right behind you.”

“
I’m not very good at holding my breath for long,” I admit. “How sad, huh? A charter boat captain who’s a crappy swimmer.”

He places a hand between my shoulders, gives me a reassuring gaze. “Trust me. You’ll be able to breathe under water. Look.”

He holds my arm up for my inspection. It’s then I notice my skin now shimmers with tiny scales, like theirs.

I gasp and narrow my eyes at him. “Did you do this last night?”

“
The merpeople helped us wake up your natural self.” He dives in without another word.

Jamie follows and beckons for me. After taking in huge lungfuls of air, I plunge into the cave lagoon.

Soon they take my hands and lead me though and intricate network of trenches filled with colorful fish and dotted by blue, green, and pink coral. My legs start to feel funny, and when I look behind me I find they’ve merged into a brilliant aquamarine tail. I open my mouth and laugh, finding I can now breathe easily underwater. I’ve never felt so free in all my life. I glance at Jamie and Markus, who now sprout tails of their own in shades of royal blue and vibrant red.

We swim to a looming castle that reminds me of the ones I used to build with my grandpa when he would take me to the seashore. Inside, we explore halls that gleam like polished pink stones. I’m taken to a massive room to meet with Grandpa Horace.

He sits on a huge throne made of seashells and shark bones. A gleaming silver trident is clutched in one hand, and he wears a crown made of some glowing kelp. His old weather face breaks into a big smile the moment I walk in.

“
Erin, thank you for coming, child.” He floats down and wraps his still strong arms around me, giving me a hug that nearly breaks my ribs. His long, white beard tickles my nose and I stifle a sneeze. “Have my men told you everything?”

I nod then blurt, “Why did you leave us? Grandma died of a broken heart over you.”

His craggy face wrinkles deeper from sadness. “I’m sorry. So sorry. I had two families all those years, but I could never tell you. Your mother forbid me. Gran knew about my life before, but when your mother found out she feared the pull the sea had over her, and would have over you. She denied her true nature and never wanted you to know you were part of the merpeople. I respected her wishes, but I see you out there, mourning me, and I don’t want you to live like that. Your rightful place is the sea.”

I process all this as chaotic emotions swirl in me over these words he claims are truth. “What about the war Markus and Jamie told me about?”

He nods and his face grows graver still. “Yes, there is a war, child. A powerful queen from the south part of the Atlantic Ocean seeks to take our territory. Will you fight with us? I know I ask a great deal of you.”

I break then, letting tears flow freely as I hug him. “I’m just so glad you’re alive.” Then I pull back. “But I don’t understand how I can help you fight a war. I’m just a boat captain, not a warrior.”

He taps the side of my nose and grins. “That’s where you’re wrong, dear girl.” He motions with his hand for the three of us to follow him up onto the platform where his throne sits. Then we are led to a crystal sphere that sits atop a pedestal hewn from a shark’s jaw.

“
You are descended from a great warrior family,” Grandpa tells me, waving his hand over the transparent ball, which grows murky and begins to show me images. “Our people have peacefully ruled the north part of the Atlantic for many centuries. We had a pact with Queen Vanessa’s people that evenly divided the land and resources, but since her son was killed  in a shark attack while serving as an ambassador here in the north she’s revoked that peaceful pact. We tried to show her the evidence that it was an accident, but she loved that boy dearly and her overuse of magic is weakening her. Left without an heir to her throne, I think she’s acting out of desperation. We will try negotiating with her again, if we can capture her alive.”

“
With no disrespect meant, Grandpa, that still doesn’t tell me how I can help you.”

He smirks at me. “The warrior is in your blood. Should you choose to stay and fight, my two top knights, Markus and Jamie, will train you.”

I glance back at the men who I have journeyed with, then I approach them both. When I do so, Jamie seizes my wrists and urges me closer.

“
I should tell you, the training will include sexual ritual.” His lips glide over my neck and I shiver. “And it will be far rawer, wilder, than anything we did to you in the cave.”

I tilt my chin, whirl around to face my father, and say, “I accept. I’ll fight for you.”

***

My training for the war is arduous and long, but I look forward to the sex rituals every time. I’m now skilled with a bow and arrow, and my weapon is made from abalone, shark bone, and taut wire made from special kelp. Tomorrow we move out to make our first planned sneak attack on Vanessa’s forces.

Tonight we’ll have our last sex ritual before we head out to war, and as I prepare for it my skin thrums with anticipation. Soon I leave my bedchamber and meet Markus and Jamie near the door to our ritual room.

They are naked expect for black shimmering masks woven from a special kelp. For the ritual, we’ve all morphed into a state between merperson and human. Scales gleam as our skin shifts continuously in this transitory form. Our toes and fingers remain webbed, but our tails have been shed for the time being.

“
Are you ready, Mistress?” Jamie takes my hand and plants a kiss on it, then he takes my fingers into his mouth and sucks them while he twirls his tongue over the tips.

I groan out, “I am,” and Markus wraps a hand around my waist. I, too, am naked expect for a mask made of kelp.

The ritual room shimmers with phosphorescent kelp that glows pink, aquamarine, and yellow. My lovers bind my ankles in a leg spreader with an abalone bar and cuffs woven from kelp, strengthened with shark bone. The merpeople don’t hunt sea life like they once did, since their technology, lifestyles, and diets have changed, but they still hunt shark when the predatory creatures sometimes attack in the merpeople’s territory. Then they use every part of the shark and honor the old shark god few of them truly believe in anymore. But the ritual is a show of gratitude that is important to merkind, I have come to learn.

Cuffs for my wrists are also attached to the spreader bar, and now they use gentle but firm hands to press on my back and make me bend so my arms can be fastened in place. After the locks snick shut, I stand with my ass jutting high in the air and my legs spread wide.

From an old sea chest that now serves as a sex toy box, Jamie selects a whip with tethers made from the glowing kelp that grows on the walls. Markus takes out nipple clamps made from sea snail shells and clips these to my stiffening tips. I sharply inhale watery air as the clamps bite into my flesh and sting. My pussy tingles with anticipation and horniness.

Now Markus walks behind me with Jamie.

“
You will come three times tonight, Mistress,” Jamie demands. “But not until we allow it. And if you come before, we will punish you.”

I bite my lip and my skin heats as my anticipation grows. “Can I make noises?”

“
Only small moans unless we say differently. Remember our safe words?”

I nod and rattle them off before Markus says the final ritual blessing.

“
To Glooscap, the shark god. We offer up this performance and ask for success in battle.”

As the men had told me when I first met them, the merpeople are very sexual creatures, and they used sexual roleplaying like this to charge their natural magics. The energy generated by an orgasm is stored in our bodies and we then use it to shapeshift, cast illusions, and for spurts of superior strength in fights.

After he gives the blessing, Jamie walks in front of me. His thick, rosy pink erection brushes against my shoulder when he braces me with his knee. I hear a light swoosh of air as Markus draws back a paddle and then it jars me forward as it cracks against my ass. The sharp flash of pain makes me yelp and makes my pussy wetter.

My fair haired lover now strokes the tethers of the whip over my shoulders, down to the middle of my back, and then over my burning ass cheek. This makes my pelvis tingle and my kegel muscles constrict.