Her Fae Lovers

Hand in hand, Merrow and Lola walked along the beach. Lunch had been fun, if not rushed with Merrow’s excitement to get back to the water. Lola could understand. It was a beautiful day as the sun beat down on them, making sweat trickle down her back even with the cool breeze. She wished she had thought to grab her swimsuit. Or to grab Merrow a pair of swim trunks. It would have saved her a bit of embarrassment.

Merrow stopped their casual stroll and looked out towards the water. Pulling his hand from hers. Lola blushed as she watched him toss his shirt into the sand. He had started to undress earlier. She’d stopped him as he unbuttoned his shorts. Much to her disappointment.

Granted, by the shops where they had been walking, there weren’t that many people about. But there were still enough to call the police if he had stripped naked and jumped into the ocean.

No matter how good he looked. Or how much she wanted to kiss a path down his chest to the pale downy hairs that lined his abdomen in a thin strip.

She understood why it was called a happy trail. It made her very happy to think about mapping out his flesh with her lips and tongue.

“Care to join me?” Merrow asked as he toed his shoes off, catching Lola’s appraisal of his body.

“I don’t have a suit.”

“Me either, but no one is around to catch us.” He said in a silky, smooth tone that made Lola bite her lower lip as her body clenched up. “You could leave your undergarments on.” He said tracing his fingers along the neckline of her shirt.

“Merrow-” Lola flushed at his words. His fingers moved lower, tracing the lace of her bra through her shirt. Her nipples pebbled up under his light touches. She wanted for him to give her more than this gentle, teasing touches.

“Or you could wear nothing at all, I know what I’d prefer.” He smirked, his tongue moving along his lower lip before he bit his lip. His eyes on hers as he brought his finger lower, inching her shirt up.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Lola lifted her arms up as his finger scraped across her skin. He bent down to kiss along the skin that was revealed. His teeth gently nipping at her, making her suck in a breath as he pulled her shirt higher before tossing it into the sand beside his. He traced his fingers over her breasts, a question in his eyes as he moved closer to the clasp.

Merrow waited for Lola to stop him as he unhooked her bra. A slow smile spreading across his face as he pulled the fabric free from her body. Dropping the garment on top of their shirts. Lola brought her arms up, her hands covering her breasts.

“Don’t hide from me.” Merrow said. His voice was different from normal. It did something strange to her body as his eyes searched hers before his hands moved up to pull her hands away. The breeze ruffled her hair, and she shivered as his hands moved to cup her breasts. “Ghra, Lola, my love. You are beautiful.”

His thumbs caressed her nipples as his lips crashed into hers. Lola’s tongue moved against his as she dragged her fingers across his abdomen. Undoing the button to his shorts and slowly pulling the zipper down to free his semi-erect cock.

Stroking him to full hardness, she smiled at the way he shuddered with a groan. Her name slipping from his lips as he pulled back to let out a pleasure-filled sigh as she stroked her hand up his length. Her thumb brushing over the head of his cock as she pulled his foreskin back.

One hand slide from the breast he was teasing. Slipping lower to shove her skirt down her hips in a swift move as he pushed her hands away. Dropping to his knees in front of her. Merrow slipped her skirt and panties from her legs as he buried his nose in her curls. Inhaling the scent of her arousal.

Lola bit her lip, trying to fight back a moan as she looked down at him. His gaze moved up as he lapped at her soaking slit. His tongue moving easily through her slick folds as his hands moved to her hips, holding her in place as he gently sucked on her clit.

“Merrow.” Lola gasped out as she bucked her hips. The delicious pleasure filling her as her body tightened up. His tongue teasing her, she threw her head back, closing her eyes, panting his name.

Her vaginal walls were already starting to tighten with an impending orgasm that was preparing to rip through her when he stopped leaning back on his heels.

“You taste just as good as I thought you would. You can’t come on my tongue just yet, my love.” Merrow purred out as he kissed her trembling thigh.

Lola brought her hands to his head. For a moment, she thought about tangling her fingers in his hair and dragging him closer to where she wanted his tongue to be.

“I want you in the water,” Merrow said as he leaned forward, working his tongue against her. “I want to lap at you while the sea rocks your body.” His words were muffled against her skin.

“In, in the ocean?”

“Yes.” He said with a nod.

“But how? Breathing might be an issue.”

“Won’t be a problem for me, I know what to do.” Merrow said, pulling back to peer up at her. “Do you trust me, Lola? I would never let you get hurt. I swear it.”

“I trust you.” Lola whispered as he kissed his way up her body. His tongue laving across her nipple before he stood. Pressing his lips to hers, she felt his smile. Merrow picked her up, clutching her to his chest, his other arm hooking under her knees. His smile deepening at her girlish squeal and giggle as he made his way to the water.

“I plan to take you afterwards.”

“Take me?” Lola asked as the water crashed around Merrow’s ankles, slowly going higher the deeper he got.

“Until you can’t breathe or think of anyone else.” He growled out as the water crashed around their bodies. He unhooked his arm from her legs and let her slip down his body as her lips formed a silent o. “I want to be the only one on your mind this afternoon.”