The waves brushed against their bare feet as they walked
along. "Did you have a good time my love? You seemed quite taken with one
of the dancers, Kimi I think is her name." Trish hip bumped him in jest.
"Maybe I should learn the finer points of the Kumina."
He smiled as they strolled slowly along the beach. Trish
wrapped her arms around the crook of his and leaned her head into his shoulder.
It was December here in the southern Caribbean, but of course it was still
balmy with a warm breeze coming off the water. Life had calmed down greatly in
the weeks since they had gotten back from their adventures in the ruins of
Atlantis. Now they were married, and bonded, and he had never experienced
anything like this in his life. Just a few short months ago, he had no idea
that mermaids even existed ... now he had one in his life that he could not
live without.
"You know, love, there will never be anyone in my life
but you. My life started the day we met." She squeezed him tighter, and
then lifted her head.
"What's that?" she asked, looking at some
flickering in the distance. As they crested the dune, they saw a roaring
bonfire with a blanket laid out near it. Rudy had decided to surprise her while
they were at the celebration, having a couple of friends set up this scene just
for them.
It’s just like him to
think of something like this, she mused.
She was about to tell him that hers began also when she met him, a smile
playing across her relaxed features. She slid her fingers down his muscled arm
intertwining her slender fingers with his. "What have you been up
to?" She cried in excitement instead, all the long pulling him with a
gentle plea across the sugar white sands of their beach. It had become so when
Rudy had built them a home from the beginnings of her shack. Trish long ago had
made a sort of unwritten law; unless invited this side of the island was off
limits. This provided them the privacy the newly mated couple needed.
The sparks from the driftwood looked like so many thousands
of fireflies floating on the breeze. A
burst of laughter left her lips as he scooped her up in a cradle carry swinging
her around his lips sealing and trapping her giggles. Giggles that quickly
turned to soft moans. Her feet magically found their way to the ground again,
his hands gently cupping her upturned face.
Rudy lowered her slowly to the ground, lost in her embrace.
His hands slid down her back and he laid her gently onto the large blanket that
had been placed near the bonfire. The two men he had trusted to set this up for
him had done exactly as he asked. Her hair fell around her as she sighed and he
hovered over her, his eyes tracing her body as his hand slid up her thigh under
her sarong. "I love you, Trish. I will always love you and come for you,
til the stars burn no more." Her arms went around his neck and she pulled
him down, her leg wrapping around his waist.
Her fingers threaded through the silky strands of his hair
lifting her lips to his, she whispered in a near prayer, "You, my light,
my touchstone my other half, without you there is no me." Her lips sealed
over his, tilting his head just so. Tongues slowly stroked over each other
testing, teasing, pleasing till they broke apart needing sweet oxygen, but that
didn't stop the exploration of seeking hands. She kept her gaze locked with his
while her hands caressed every available inch of exposed skin she could reach.
She had untucked his natural cotton shirt in her haste to feel the smooth
texture of his sun-bronzed skin. She raked her nails in a light caress up and
down his washboard abdomen raising a host of tiny goosebumps in her wake. His
lips nipped at her collarbone then trailed a heated path lower. She arched her
throat with a soft yet meaningful groan giving him better access. With one hand
his fingers nimbly untied the bandeau knot at the center of her breast and the
same style knot at her hip that held her sarong …
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I’m afraid we will have to leave the rest to your imagination,
dear reader … but if you want to meet Rudy and Trish in the stories that
started it all … you can pick them up here ….
“Tears of the Mermaid” by Aaron Speca and Patricia Laffoon …
in the anthology “Evernight Volume 1” from Allison Cassatta …
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“Heart of the Mermaid” by Aaron Speca and Patricia Laffoon …
in the anthology “Evernight Volume 2” from Allison Cassatta …
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