Chapter Four

After having caught up with Naida, Dean silently followed her back towards where the pier was and then out to where some undersea caverns were just under the pier. He glanced around in curiosity while humming softly to himself as they swam along the darkened area. Where are we? he asked as they came around a bend to a larger section of the cave that was almost cathedral-like in its size. The ceiling went up for half a mile, vaulted and imposing, and the walls surrounded them in a near seamless circle as Naida came to a stop near the center of the large room.

She turned to him and smiled while beckoning him closer. When he was close enough for them to twine their arms and tails around the other, she nuzzled along his shoulder and neck. We are in the mating lair. Here we shall mate and hopefully produce one, maybe two offspring, she purred to him and Dean felt a surge within his loins at that. She brought their lips together in a soft kiss as her fingers laced themselves in his hair and their bodies slid against each other sensually. She moaned as his fingers traced down her back to her seat and she broke the kiss to arch and rub against him wantonly as he pulled her to his body and kneaded the scaled area.

Grinning, Dean nibbled down her neck, breathing lightly against her gills and causing her to shriek in pleasure before he brought his head down to one of her breasts. He flicked his tongue around the nipple and suckled on it, groaning as she growled and arched against him again, her head falling back as she pushed her breast into his mouth. He cupped her other breast with one hand and caressed his other hand along the edge between her human and fish part, grinning as she bucked and writhed against him. He was obviously doing something right there...

When his fingers came to the V section of that area, he was overwhelmed by the scent that pushing his fingers into her soft folds released. It was intoxicating and made his own groin pulse and surge with his need, but he wanted to prove himself to her. He pressed his fingers deep inside of her and looked up at her as she stilled. He smirked as he saw her mouth gaping in pleasure as she tossed her head before her body twisted against him, pushing his fingers even more into her until his entire hand was inside. She shrieked again, clawing at his shoulders as she undulated against him wildly, then suddenly the scent became overpowering as her body bent back in her release. A slightly milky substance left the area that his hand had penetrated and he leaned in his head to breathe in her pleasure.

After a bit, she whined and wiggled against him and he took it as a cue to remove his hand. She pressed against him then and kissed him hungrily, whimpering her need into his mouth as their tongues clashed and twined within their mouths. Her hand came down suddenly to his crotch and began coaxing his cock out and he broke the kiss on a gasp before looking down to watch in surprise. No longer human shaped, his cock was large and writhed with various tentacles as it pressed out of the folds that kept it safe. It pulsed in time to his heartbeat and almost glowed a bit as well as her hand caressed it into life. He groaned and thrust towards her hand, then gasped once more as he watched the tentacles scent out her waiting folds.

Looking up as she whimpered, he watched as she seemed to sit back just a bit, inviting them to touch her as he floated above her and glided his body along hers. They both groaned deeply as the tentacles parted her folds and teased her, causing her to buck against him in sheer need as they filled her and tantalized her deep within. Knowing what to do instinctively, Dean shifted towards her and held her tightly against him, growling warningly when she whimpered once more as he aligned himself before thrusting hard into her. She screamed in ecstasy as she clung to him, twining her tail around his in a firm hold as he bucked hard against her. She took him deeper into her, crying out for him as he continued his almost savage taking of her.

Dean was engulfed by the instinctive need to dominate her and give them both as much pleasure as possible. As he became more aroused and closer to his edge, the tentacles swelled within, holding him in her as he pounded into her body. Their cries grew more frantic and needy as they neared their climax and, as Dean crested and filled her with his seed, a small hook shot out of his cock and pierced her body right at the edge, keeping him firmly wedged inside as her body pulsed and trembled around him.

After what seemed like endless aftershocks, they relaxed towards the cave floor and held each other tightly, gasping for air and clutching each other when another tremor hit them in pleasure. When he had calmed a bit, Dean nuzzled her neck, smiling when she moaned and tilted her head back in blatant invitation, which he took and bit just under her ear. She tilted her head a bit as he did and kissed him softly as she threaded her fingers in his hair and smiled into his mouth.  You will be within me for a while. Hope you don't mind, she murmured.

Fuck no...that was incredible... Dean breathed out and grinned when she chuckled. He kissed her passionately and felt his cock throb with the arousal that seemed to be permanently shooting through him. He thrust again within her, jolting her into crying out in bliss while her head fell back. She reached back and braced them on the floor as he began thrusting into her once more. They crested a couple more times before relaxing completely in sated exhaustion. It was only a few minutes after they had finished that Dean could pull out from her, but she was asleep by the time he had done so.

Shifting to the side, he settled down and watched her sleep, slowly uncurling and curling his tail absently as they just floated. His thoughts were random on many things, not the least being his new lot in life. But a pang in his heart every time he thought on what he had left behind made him stop his train of thought as Sam’s face and how he had been the last time Dean had seen him came to his mind’s eye. He swallowed hard and took a shuddering breath as he tried to urge the tightness in his chest to vanish, but he found himself unable to stop thinking about his brother. He remembered little things as he floated next to his mate, like how Sam would grin when he had found something exciting in their searches or how Sam would look at him like he was the best thing in the world even while trying to appear manly and unfazed by the emotional trauma he had been through. But the image that continued to stick was Sam on the beach, curled up and crying like he had lost everything. Which in many ways, he had.

Shaking his head, Dean sat up and swam away carefully towards the entranceway so he wouldn't wake Naida. He couldn’t stop thinking about his brother and knew he probably wouldn’t ever. He even had to wonder if the sharp pain in his heart would ever dull. He leaned against the stone opening and gazed out at the surroundings that spread out before him, silently taking in the endless blue green water that was touched by the light from the sun that was crossing the sky above. He caught sight of some marine life and had to smile ironically as he remembered the last fake identities they’d had to pull off.

He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t hear Naida approach him and started when she slid a hand up his front while pressing her torso to his back. Her fingers laced on his shoulder as her chin came to rest on his other shoulder and he relaxed into her hold. Your thoughts are sad and I feel pain in your heart. You are thinking of your brother again? she asked worriedly as she watched his face.

He was in pain when I left. I wish I could have at least explained this to him, Dean explained as he gazed out at the ocean. All my life, I feared deep waters and now I’m in them. But I had always wanted to be there with my brother. When dad died, I had promised to take care of Sam. We both vowed that we’d take down the demon that had taken away our parents. And now I’ve abandoned him to a fate that is unknown.

They were both silent as the explanation floated between them in unspoken condemnation. She finally sighed after a few minutes and nuzzled him. She then floated to be in front of him and pressed close to him. Did you know that males in our people are bi-gender? she inquired with a teasing smile, but it was weak in her regret.

How do you mean? Dean asked softly as his arms automatically came up to hold her body to his own. He pushed away the instinctive arousal that having her so close awoke within him. They would most likely play later, but for now they were having a serious conversation.

Sometimes in our history, there were more males than females when it came to time for us to mate. So, if there were couples that were both males, which occurs often, then one would become more female and would host the child they created. It only happens if the couple is deeply in love and strong in their bond, she stated as she caressed a finger along his nipple.

Do merpeople mate for life? It sounds like you...have been around, Dean asked and grinned. It’s not like he was celibate...

We mate for life. I am...three hundred human years old. My last mate was killed when he was caught by the blades of a speeder boat, Naida replied sadly as she caressed his face. I grieved for a long time, especially since we had not had any children for me to remember him with at least. I hope that I will have a child at least with you, she whispered and her voice choked.

Kissing her softly, apologetically, Dean rubbed his hands up and down her back soothingly as he sought to brush away her grief. He would put aside his own grief and try to make her feel better. He led her back into the cave and tried to forget what he had left behind for what he had before him. Maybe someday he would convince his heart of that.

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