the sensation.
She pulled her hand away from her flesh when the captain started talking, his voice recorded by the audio feed. The jailor had kissed her neck. A slow brushing of lips against flesh that she felt, even now, seared like a brand.
He liked her. He really did. Her heart beat fast with the knowledge. It was possible for a male to find her attractive. And if he could want to mate with her, others could as well.
Her center pulsed again, a sure sign that her first heat was indeed nearing. There was no way she would suffer seclusion during that time or the embarrassment that might follow.
She lighted upon an idea. Not a kind one, and certainly not a noble one. But perhaps she could negotiate a deal that would save them both.
* * * *
When they left the small beige room a half hour later, Nereus fought to keep the grin off his face. He kept his head down as the scientist led him back to his tank. The lab assistants that hovered in the corners adjusting pH and slicing fish probably believed him, but he knew the scent of his satisfaction carried to the sharks.
Nereus climbed the rolling metal staircase up to the top of his tank and dove in. His legs drew together and morphed into his tail. Cool rubbery skin replaced a groin rubbed deliciously raw from the scientist’s ministrations. He swam broad circles, working off nervous energy, not, he promised himself, showing off for the researcher.
Nereus watched David’s back as he walked stiffly toward the door. Yeah, the guy’s balls must ache like crazy! He’d tried to reach into the scientist’s pants, to repay a small portion, but David had calmly led his hand away.
David paused at the exit, and his shoulders tensed as he grasped the rubber swaths. Nereus knew he wanted to turn around but was fighting the urge.
The scientist was sexy, now that he really looked. Tall and just a little gangly, David’s body had a hungry, sunken feel, as if he’d drowned on a deserted island and had waited ages to be saved.
Nereus swam a few more rounds, scoffing at his cliché fantasy. If anyone needed saving in this situation it was him, not the scientist who could leave whenever he wanted.
The last couple lab assistants left soon after, done with the feedings until this evening. The moment all humans had left, low growls erupted from tanks all around him.
None of the sharks spoke, but Nereus knew what they were thinking. He wasn’t the first subject to get sexually involved with staff. It never worked out well for the subjects. Best that happened, they got their memory scrubbed and released, but more often they ended up dead.
But in a choice between anal electrocution and the best head of his life, Nereus chose the latter. Besides, the red-haired scientist had stroked up and down his thighs, taken his cock deep and willingly in his throat. If it weren’t for the lab requisition forms, Nereus was certain David would have swallowed every drop.
He pulled his attention away from the encounter, and reached up to unwind the wire fastenings covering his cage. The tips poked his fingers, but after seven months, Nereus had coming and going down to an art. There was a tiny male shark held in a lone tank in one of the side rooms. Nereus would make sure he got some time tonight with his mother.
Chapter 6
The cool bars buffeted his back. Raider breathed in her scent still hanging in the air. He bent his head in his arms and kept the hood over his face. Every member of the fifteen-man crew knew of his mark, and most even knew he could walk on land, but only his father knew the reason for it. Weird that the dragoness, Sophia, had seen it right away. He wished he’d told her not to share his background with anyone else. Then again, no one would believe her if she told them.
A booted foot kicked him as a crew member passed on the way to the chamber pot. Raider grunted, just to give the guy satisfaction, and turned to the side to give him more room.
The hatch opened above, and the
She pulled her hand away from her flesh when the captain started talking, his voice recorded by the audio feed. The jailor had kissed her neck. A slow brushing of lips against flesh that she felt, even now, seared like a brand.
He liked her. He really did. Her heart beat fast with the knowledge. It was possible for a male to find her attractive. And if he could want to mate with her, others could as well.
Her center pulsed again, a sure sign that her first heat was indeed nearing. There was no way she would suffer seclusion during that time or the embarrassment that might follow.
She lighted upon an idea. Not a kind one, and certainly not a noble one. But perhaps she could negotiate a deal that would save them both.
* * * *
When they left the small beige room a half hour later, Nereus fought to keep the grin off his face. He kept his head down as the scientist led him back to his tank. The lab assistants that hovered in the corners adjusting pH and slicing fish probably believed him, but he knew the scent of his satisfaction carried to the sharks.
Nereus climbed the rolling metal staircase up to the top of his tank and dove in. His legs drew together and morphed into his tail. Cool rubbery skin replaced a groin rubbed deliciously raw from the scientist’s ministrations. He swam broad circles, working off nervous energy, not, he promised himself, showing off for the researcher.
Nereus watched David’s back as he walked stiffly toward the door. Yeah, the guy’s balls must ache like crazy! He’d tried to reach into the scientist’s pants, to repay a small portion, but David had calmly led his hand away.
David paused at the exit, and his shoulders tensed as he grasped the rubber swaths. Nereus knew he wanted to turn around but was fighting the urge.
The scientist was sexy, now that he really looked. Tall and just a little gangly, David’s body had a hungry, sunken feel, as if he’d drowned on a deserted island and had waited ages to be saved.
Nereus swam a few more rounds, scoffing at his cliché fantasy. If anyone needed saving in this situation it was him, not the scientist who could leave whenever he wanted.
The last couple lab assistants left soon after, done with the feedings until this evening. The moment all humans had left, low growls erupted from tanks all around him.
None of the sharks spoke, but Nereus knew what they were thinking. He wasn’t the first subject to get sexually involved with staff. It never worked out well for the subjects. Best that happened, they got their memory scrubbed and released, but more often they ended up dead.
But in a choice between anal electrocution and the best head of his life, Nereus chose the latter. Besides, the red-haired scientist had stroked up and down his thighs, taken his cock deep and willingly in his throat. If it weren’t for the lab requisition forms, Nereus was certain David would have swallowed every drop.
He pulled his attention away from the encounter, and reached up to unwind the wire fastenings covering his cage. The tips poked his fingers, but after seven months, Nereus had coming and going down to an art. There was a tiny male shark held in a lone tank in one of the side rooms. Nereus would make sure he got some time tonight with his mother.
Chapter 6
The cool bars buffeted his back. Raider breathed in her scent still hanging in the air. He bent his head in his arms and kept the hood over his face. Every member of the fifteen-man crew knew of his mark, and most even knew he could walk on land, but only his father knew the reason for it. Weird that the dragoness, Sophia, had seen it right away. He wished he’d told her not to share his background with anyone else. Then again, no one would believe her if she told them.
A booted foot kicked him as a crew member passed on the way to the chamber pot. Raider grunted, just to give the guy satisfaction, and turned to the side to give him more room.
The hatch opened above, and the
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