Free The Shifter's Kiss by Caridad Pineiro Page B

not risk her life or his for those
playful moments.
    So she prowled the ocean depths, restless as always, only now
she knew the reason for it. Knew there would be an end to it shortly.
    The days passed, possibly too slowly, but she bided her time,
aware that she had to be strong enough to morph and maintain her human form.
That would only come with time or with sacrifice.
    Like her father’s sacrifice. He had used up all of his powers
to become human, but she couldn’t. As much as she was missing Victor, she would
miss her life in the ocean possibly as much.
    When the day finally came, she moved back toward the reef,
transforming as her sleek body reached the shallower waters. She rose from the
surf to find him sitting at the water’s edge, waiting.
    His bright smile filled her with warmth greater than that of
the sun’s rays as they touched her body. He jumped up and strode into the water,
unwilling to wait. He grabbed her in his arms and hugged her close.
    He kissed her hard and with such longing her insides twisted
with both guilt and want.
    “I’ve missed you,” he said between kisses.
    “And I, you,” she confessed.
    He sank down with her in the waist-high water and reached
between their bodies to cradle her breast. He swiped his thumb across her
nipple, which was already tight with need.
    “I can’t wait,” he said and to prove it, he used the buoyancy
of the water to lift her and replace his hand with his mouth. He sucked on her
nipple and she wrapped her hands around his head and held him to her.
    She couldn’t wait either.
    She wrapped her legs around him and accepted the slide of his
cock deep inside. He filled her, physically and emotionally, and she wasn’t sure
she could ever get enough of how he made her feel.
    Victor groaned at the warmth of her surrounding him and the
salty-sweet taste of her breasts against his mouth.
    It had been a difficult week without her. Lonely and
frustrating. When he had seen her rising from the surf, the real-life Venus from
his dream, he hadn’t been able to wait to have her.
    He suckled her, loving her tits with his mouth, biting and
licking and savoring the response of her body, the soft cries and the way she
clenched his cock with her pleasure.
    He loved the way her body worked his dick, the way her vagina
squeezed and caressed him. Her hot wetness was a temptation impossible to
refuse.
    But soon that wasn’t enough and he had to move in her, had to
take them higher, push them over the edge.
    He rose with her, her strong legs still wrapped around his
waist, his erection buried deep, and strode through the surf until they were
almost out of the water. Almost, but not quite, he thought as he carried her
down into the gentle wash of the sea.
    The water caressed her body as the waves ebbed in and out
gently. He moved in her, made love to her breasts and mouth, pulling her ever
higher toward a release. He shifted his hips in and out of her until she cradled
his hips and arched her back to deepen his penetration. Her body bowed tight
with her passion as the wash of the ocean spilled around them.
    He was on the edge, reaching for their completion. He found the
mark with one powerful thrust that shifted them upward on the sand and had them
both shouting out their pleasure.
    He dropped down on her, spent, his cock jerking and spilling
his seed as she drew him in with the final contractions of her climax.
    She rubbed her hands up and down his back, soothing him. Her
gentle touch was so welcome after their week of separation.
    When some semblance of strength had returned to his legs, he
swept her up into his arms, surged to his feet and hurried with her into the
shack where he had prepped the makings of a steak dinner for her.
    “How did you know I was on my way home?” she asked as she
glanced at the counter and he let her slide down his body.
    He shrugged. “I just knew.”
    She smiled and twined her fingers with his and rubbed her other
hand up and down his forearm with