Authors: Brenda Cothern
Cuke watched his human, yes, he now thought of the human as his, from under the surface of the water as the man walked toward the falls. It was easy to lure his man to this cove and once he saw that his man was completely beneath the cascading falls, he broke the surface to take in the sight. Just looking at his human sent jolts of desire through him like nothing he had ever felt before. He should fear the man as his parents and the elders told him all his life, fear the unknown, but all he felt was his building lust as his human raised toned muscular arms up to his head and pushed that soft sand colored hair away from his face.
Cuke's eyes roamed the plains of muscle that made his man's chest and he was curious as to why the human sported teats. There was no doubt the human was male but his kind only had teats when they were with young. His breath caught in his gills when his man lowered those strange hands down over his chest and his hunger for the human spiked. He needed to be closer and wanted to touch that smooth skin again. The water of the falls was almost toxic to him and even now he was becoming short of breath.
Would his human come to him if he allowed himself to be seen? Only one way to find out,
Cuke thought before he swam deep enough to propel himself through the surface like his dolphin friends would.
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Chapter Three
Peter had just lowered his head from under the falls, having drunk his fill, when a splash at the mouth of the cove caught his eye.
Could that be the sea elf or was it just another creature of the sea?
Somehow, he knew it was the beautiful creature that saved him from a watery grave; just as he knew the aqua-man was a sea elf. The cove was not very big and Peter knew he could swim its length to reach the spot of the splash. He reached the spot and began to tread water while trying to peer beneath the surface to find the sea elf.
Peter startled and turned when he felt a hand brush against his calf but when he looked into the crystal blue-green water he did not find his beautiful creature. Again, a hand touched him but this time he did not spin toward the fleeting sensation. Instead he dove under the water. Salt stung his eyes as he spun himself in a circle beneath the waves to search for the sea elf he knew was near. There, three quarters around into his spin and just out of arms reach, floated the most gorgeous living thing he had ever laid eyes upon. From the kelp like hair that floated like a halo to the long pointy elf like ears to the lithe scale covered body the creature,
no, not creature but sea elf,
was stunningly beautiful. Peter smiled under the small bubbles that were escaping his nose and beckoned the sea elf closer. The creature just stared at him with his big oval eyes and Peter had no choice but to surface for the air he needed.
He broke the surface and took a large gulp of air before diving under once more. The creature was not where he had been and when Peter spun himself around to find him again, he did. The sea elf was closer than before and Peter was sure that if he reached out his hand, he could have touched the stunning pale green scales that covered the body before him. He remembered the feel of those scales as the sea elf's arms held him and how it felt to have them rub against his body. The yearning to feel those scales, that should have been rough but were surprisingly soft, coursed through him straight to his groin. There was no hiding his erection from the being before him and it was then that Peter noticed the sea elf's own excitement. The creature that floated before him was enticingly human in its arousal and Peter longed to touch him.
A burning sensation filled Peter's chest and he could no longer hold his breath beneath the waves. As he broke the surface and started to take another deep breath to return below, he stopped. Before him was the sea elf, head above the swell of the sea and staring at him from those big mesmerizing eyes. The creature's gaze was hungry but not in the 'I want to eat you' way. The look the sea elf was giving him made his cock twitch.
Slowly, so he would not scare the sea elf away again, Peter reached out a hand to touch. Faster than Peter could see, a clawed webbed hand grasped his wrist and he held his breath. The small scaled hand felt smooth around his wrist and the sharp claws pressed firmly into his skin without drawing blood. Peter had no doubt that those claws could shred his skin to tattered ribbons and once again his cock twitched at the thought
. I must be crazy,
Peter thought.
Peter watched as the creature slowly moved his hand toward its face and he had to force himself not to pull away when it was brought to a mouth that revealed rows of pointed shark like teeth. Peter released a breath he was not even aware he held when he felt a warm sensation glide across the palm of his hand. The sea elf had licked his palm and it sent a jolt through his body.
Cuke licked the human's skin and tasted the human on his tongue; it was like nothing he had ever known before. He smashed down the temptation to continue licking up the man's arm and nibble on the pale smooth skin near the neck. Instead he reached his other hand out to explore the man's chest and the teats that made him so curious.
When the creature brought his other clawed hand up to touch Peter's chest, he remained as still as possible while treading water. He tore his gaze from the golden glitter that swirled in the creature's eyes that continued to shift between deep blue and sea-green, to follow the sea elf's hand. With gentleness that surprised Peter, the clawed hand caressed his chest rubbing his palm over one nipple then the next. The sea elf pulled his hand back quickly when Peter's nipples hardened under his touch.
Cuke felt the human's teats harden and watched the man's face in fear that he had hurt him. His kind did not react in the same manner when they were with young so Cuke could only hope he hadn't hurt his human. It was not pain that he saw in the pale blue eyes that stared at him and when the man moved his hand back to rest upon the hardened nubs, Cuke moved closer.
Chills ran down Peter's spine as the creature resumed touching his sensitive nipples and he thought the pleasure could not get better. He was wrong. As the sea elf moved closer, he held Peter's wrist to the side and the moment his cock brushed against the sea elf, he cried out. His orgasm crashed through him so hard and unexpectedly that his free hand lashed out to grip the creature's shoulder. He felt the sea elf startle and try to pull away but all Peter could do was hold on as wave after wave shuddered through his body like a riptide along the shore. He was still shaking with pleasure when the creature broke his grasp and dove under the waves.
Cuke broke the human's grasp as the quaking in the pale body began to subside. It was only after he was again safely beneath the waves and out of the human's reach that he noticed the scent in the sea. The scent came from his human and made his mouth water more than the taste of the man's skin and his own arousal throbbed painfully.
"No, don't go!" Peter shouted at the rippling surface even though he knew the sea elf would not understand. His whole body felt like a mass of jellyfish and it took all of his remaining strength to begin the swim to shore.
Cuke heard the human yell above the surface before he saw the man swim unsteadily toward the shore. He shadowed the human and when the man stood to look back out to sea, he broke the surface to stare at him again.
Peter stood in the waist deep water and watched as the sea elf's head slowly broke the surface. The relief he felt that he had not scared the creature away was so immense that he sat on the sandy bottom and held out his hand. He remained utterly still, only the waves rocking his body to and fro, as he waited to see if the creature would come closer once more. The body that approached him glided smoothly through the water and reminded Peter of the way eels swam.
Cuke stopped just out of reach of the human's outstretched hand and brought his own up to interlace their fingers. The feeling was bizarre as his claws dipped into the web-less digits and when the man began to pull him forward through the sea, he did not resist. His lust overrode his fear of the human and when his cock brushed against the man's leg, he trembled.
Peter gazed into the huge oval eyes that looked back at him longingly through a clear membrane and felt the creature's hardness as it brushed against his leg. The sea elf's cock left a tingling sensation in its wake as it slid along his leg but that did not stop Peter from using his knee to apply pressure to that throbbing organ. If the creature was human enough, as his throbbing erection appeared to be, Peter knew that his movement would be welcomed.
Cuke made a sound deep in his throat, that he was not sure the human could hear, when he felt the added friction at his groin. He watched as the human brought his other hand up to caress his face and had to resist the urge to pull away. The human had no claws in which to rend his flesh but the warnings from his parents and the elders of how dangerous the humans were flashed through his mind unbidden. Cuke leaned into that touch, feeling the soft smooth skin against his face and without thought brought his hand to the human's hard teat. A slight paddle of his feet propelled him forward and pushed the human back causing his body to float up to meet his and he broke their grasp to steady them on the seabed.
Chest to chest, hip to hip they touched and Peter moaned as he felt the creature moving them to shallower water. His hands instantly went to the sea elf's sides but the moment he felt the gill slits opening and closing along the creature's ribs, he slid his hands around to the sea elf's back. The pale green scales felt like the finest silk beneath his hands while he explored the slight rise of a dorsal ridge. As his fingers came closer to the center of the ridge, Peter felt the dorsal fin flare and the sea elf press himself more firmly against him. The dorsal fin ran from the base of the sea elf's neck down the length of his back to stop just above the elf's hips. The fin itself was not very large and Peter could easily feel the sharp tips of the spines with his fingers. The thin skin between the spines was even softer than the sea elf's scales and Peter could not help but run his fingers between the spines to feel more.
Cuke could take them no closer to shore even if he wanted to. Thankfully they were shallow enough when the human began touching his dorsal. Electric jolts of pleasure coursed through his body as the human stroked between his spines and all he could do was push more firmly into the man beneath him. His own seed would be filling the sea if the human did not stop. He could feel the warm tropical air along his fin as the man continued to stroke along his ridge and between his spines. The feeling was almost overwhelming and so absorbed in the sensations, the waves of pleasure that were crashing over him, he did not notice the man had moved his other hand between them or that the human's mouth was now pressed against his neck.
Peter's own erection was back with a force and as good as it felt to be pressed against the silky scales of the elf, he needed more. His hand took them both into his palm as he continued to taste the shimmering scales of the elf above him. There was no taste of fish, his desire fogged mind registered, rather the taste of clean sea as he ran his tongue along the scales. Peter began to stroke them both upward as his other hand continued to play along the sensitive dorsal ridge when the urge to suck the stunning scales into his mouth overtook him. The sea elf above him let out a high pitched sound and Peter immediately pulled back and froze, unsure if the sound was one of pleasure or pain. The elf's eyes popped open when Peter froze and he made another noise as he pressed them closer together.
The arm around Peter's back tightened as the sea elf thrust demandingly into the palm that stopped stroking them both. Peter did not need any more encouragement. His one hand gripped them both tightly as his other became more forceful along the dorsal ridge and his mouth once more latched onto the smooth neck scales. Tremors of pleasure built until Peter felt like a sparrow trapped in a hurricane. As Peter's release tensed his body, he had only a moment to feel the sharp stab of a barb against his hand before the sea elf let out a keening wail and undulated above him. The first sensation that Peter became aware of as he floated down from his orgasmic high was the in and out flaring of the sea elf's gill slits along his inner arm.
Cuke could do nothing but force the life giving salt water over his gills as he fought to catch his breath. Never before had he been brought to such an exhilarating level of pleasure and all he wanted to do was experience it again. When the human released their now softening members, he felt his barb begin to retract and hoped he had not damaged the human's soft skin too badly. Another noise escaped his throat unbidden when the man moved his hand from his dorsal ridge and Cuke allowed himself to drift up on the outgoing current. Eyes the color of the sky looked into his but the man did not move away. Cuke took the human's now water wrinkled hand into his own and brought it back to his mouth to lick the palm once more. He loved the way the man trembled when he drew his tongue across the strange lines in the palm.
"Go rest," Cuke told his human when he lifted his head.
"I don't understand," Peter replied.
Cuke heard the strange sounds that were the language of the human's and watched as the man tilted his head to the side. "Rest. I will return," Cuke said softly and nodded toward the beach again before pulling away.
The chirps and whistles of the sea elf flowed to Peter's ear like music and he knew the elf was trying to tell him something by nodding to the shoreline. Peter also knew he could not remain in the sea forever but he did not want to leave the elf for dry land just yet.
When the human made a move to grasp him again, Cuke pushed him gently toward the beach. "I'll return," he promised before quickly turning to dive into the outgoing surf.
Peter returned to the onyx colored beach and made his way back to the falls. After rinsing the sea salt from his body and tattered pants, he retrieved his gifts and made a new camp near the shallow cave behind the falls. At least he would have shelter if a storm blew through. It took Peter no time to forage for coconuts and he even found some mangos, papayas, and star fruit. While Peter sat near the mouth of the cove eating his feast, his gaze never left the sea as he impatiently awaited the return of the sea elf.