My Atlantean

Hesitantly, Shauna moved to straddle him. Cock in hand, she lowered herself and slowly slid the engorged head through the folds of her dripping sex. "Oh, God," she whispered. It felt like every nerve ending in her pussy ignited at the same time. The simple touch took her to the edge of orgasm.

Sweat rolled down Kadeon's face, which was twisted in concentration. Shauna knew he was fighting the urge to thrust upward, impaling her on his cock. She lowered herself more, until the head completely disappeared, stretching her swollen lips painfully wide.

Oh, God. It's too much, too much . . .

The despairing thoughts evaporated as pain was supplanted by tingling pleasure. She looked down and saw that Kadeon was moving the pad of his thumb in gentle circles over her clit. He raised his head off the ground and stared at her, panting with need but obviously concerned for her comfort.

Shauna pushed aside any lingering doubt and focused on her throbbing clit and relaxing her wire-tight body. The pain was still there, but it was diluted by the increasing pleasure of her throbbing little bud. With a determined growl, she began lowering her hips a little at a time, gasping when her pussy suddenly released a generous amount of cream. Down, down she went until, finally, her slick folds gripped the root of Kadeon's cock.

Shauna paused and took a few calming breaths. Her legs shaking from the effort, she continued to relax until the pain had all but disappeared. Now the pleasure of her clit being massaged was matched by the intense fullness in her pussy. Tentatively, she lifted a few inches before sliding back down. Oh, God. Again-a little higher this time, then down. She continued like this until she was sliding up and down the entire length of Kadeon's shaft.

Shauna rode him with a steady rhythm, milking his cock, until she could take no more. She threw her head back and screamed as an intense orgasm ripped through her. "Ahh, ahh, ahh. . .!" Her tight sheath squeezed Kadeon's cock, clamping it like a vice.

The orgasm released a flood of juice, making it even easier for her to ride the stout wedge of flesh. She dug her nails into Kadeon's chest and began rocking her hips furiously, not stopping until another toe-curling release left her feeling light-headed. Bracing herself with arms that felt like wet noodles, she lifted herself off Kadeon and laid back. He caught the hint and moved between her spread legs, taking her mouth passionately as he slid inside her, slowly, until he was buried to the hilt.

"Gods, Shauna," he rasped. "I have never felt such pleasure before. Nothing like this. Ever." He began pumping his cock rhythmically as he licked and sucked her sensitive breasts.

Shauna felt the pressure building in her pussy and womb, as if the two were tethered together, each feeding the other unbelievable jolts of ecstasy. She couldn't believe how quickly her orgasms were coming.

Kadeon moved to his knees and grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs wide. Before she could catch her breath, he delivered a series of rapid thrusts that sent her careening into yet another release. "Yes! Yes! God, Kadeon! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me hard!" she growled, arching her back as she came over and over.

When Shauna was able to think again, she realized Kadeon was saying something to her. "Wha-what?" she stammered.

Holding her legs across his shoulders, Kadeon slowed to a smooth pace. "Pleasure yourself for me, tahshani. Please." The whites of his eyes had completely disappeared; all Shauna could see were two brilliant orbs of green light.

Without hesitation, she lowered a hand to her pussy and started massaging her clit. She screamed his name and bucked her hips, meeting each of his delicious thrusts perfectly. Every-so-often he would pause, holding them like that for a few heartbeats before resuming the long, measured pumps of his cock.

As Shauna succumbed to a final orgasm, Kadeon delivered a brutal thrust before throwing his head back and roaring like a lion. In response, every biostra in the cave grew brighter until the entire area was awash with the green light.

Shauna's vision tunneling, she closed her eyes. The last thing she felt was stream after stream of hot come releasing into her pussy.

Sometime later, she woke with a start, afraid it had all been a dream. But the rough stone she laid upon told her differently, along with the powerful arms wrapped around her. She smiled and pulled them tight. Kadeon was snuggled up behind her, his immense body cradling her petite frame. She'd never felt so at peace and safe in her life. She smiled and sighed languidly. Soon her breaths matched his and she fell back into deep slumber.

#

"Shauna, Shauna."

Someone was gently shaking her shoulders. She opened her eyes and couldn't help but grin at the beautiful man knelling over her. "Hello, handsome," she breathed.

Kadeon smiled but couldn't maintain the expression. Shauna wondered at the sadness that dimmed his eyes, pulled at the corners of his beautiful mouth.

"It is time to go."

Shauna noticed water dripping off his body; his hair hung in wet strands along the sides of his face.

"Oh," she responded. "So soon?"

"We slept for quite some time. I just returned from the surface. The last Coast Guard vessel is about to depart. We have to get you to the surface before they leave."

Shauna felt light-headed and nauseous. The mere thought of being without Kadeon pained her to her very core.

No wonder after last night.

He'd been so intent on pleasing her and, oh, did he please her. She couldn't recall anyone being so focused on her needs, not even during the early years with Robert.

The thoughts made her want to cry.

"Ah, tahshani," Kadeon crooned as he cupped her face. "It will be alright."

Shauna wanted to ask him how it would be alright. This was it for them. One night-one perfect night and a handful of hours-was all they'd had. Once she'd gotten over the initial shock of her situation, she'd thoroughly enjoyed the short time they'd spent together. Their conversations had been wonderful, if a bit bizarre. And she couldn't help but smile when she recalled the look of utter male pride on Kadeon's face when he'd brought her the water and fish.

She closed her eyes when Kadeon's warm, firm lips covered her own; he tasted salty from his swim. She moaned and parted her lips, allowing him to take her tongue. Every muscle in her body seemed to liquefy as he drew on it gently. She welcomed the heat of his kiss; the way it chased away the cold ache of loss that had threatened her just moments before.

She nearly cried when he pulled back. She looked into his eyes. So, so beautiful. And so full of the same pain she was feeling.

"Could I stay with you?" she asked.

Kadeon shook his head. "No, Shauna. Even if you could survive underwater, my people would not accept you. Though much time has passed, they still do not trust humans. The only option would be this"-he gestured at the cave-"and as much as I would love to keep you, that would be no life for a woman such as yourself."

She wanted to argue but knew he was right. She had a life on land; a career she enjoyed, friends, family. And she couldn't ask him to stay with her for those same reasons.

It was so fucking unfair.

Kadeon stood and offered his hand. "We must go."

Shauna released a pitiful moan and stood. Hand-in-hand, they left the cave and walked towards the pool. The glowing biostra didn't brighten as they passed. Shauna wondered at this until she looked at Kadeon. His face was a heartbreaking mask of stoic misery. She quickly looked away when twin tears slid down her cheeks.

When they rounded the last bend in the tunnel, the pool came into view. Shauna stopped walking when an icy, squirming fear blossomed in her stomach. It quickly grew and spread like cracking ice across a frozen pond. Her heart started hammering; her mouth went dry; her breaths grew shallow.

Kadeon stepped in front of her. He placed his big, strong hands on her shoulders and said with extreme gravity: "No harm will come to you. I vow it."

While the sheer panic threatening to overwhelm her didn't disappear altogether, it did fade to a manageable level. She knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Kadeon's words were true. He would get her safely to the surface.

"I'm okay," she said shakily. "I trust you."

Kadeon smiled. "I am honored."

They lowered themselves into the pool. The water was cool, but the heat from Kadeon's body made it bearable. He pulled her to him. She moaned at the feel of his body against hers. It was so firm; rock solid and reassuring, just like his character.

Kadeon kissed her gently, pulled back and grinned before leveling her with another. Shauna felt the nervous energy leave her body, replaced by a languid ease from head to toe. Soon she felt his mouth open wide and a series of powerful breaths entered her lungs. Then she was floating through the water; the same water that nearly ended her only a short time ago. But this time, she was unafraid.

#

Shauna's eye's fluttered against harsh, yellow light. She threw her arm across her face. Shit, she thought, that's bright. Then she jumped when a shadow fell over her.

"Whoa, whoa. Easy, easy. It's okay, ma'am. I'm here to help."

Shauna vaguely remembered moving through the water, cradled against Kadeon's strong body. His lips had covered hers; his breaths had sustained her. Then he'd released her and dove down, held her upright so just her head broke the surface. But before that he'd kissed her cheek and spoken to her with his thoughts. And though the words were completely foreign to her, she'd known she echoed their sentiment.

Then a pair of hands had grabbed under her arms and she was lifted free of the water. She'd been laid down on a cushion and covered with a blanket. Two men had argued. The one who stood over her now had been one of them; she remembered his voice. They'd argued about how she could've been floating right next to the boat. And how without something buoyant to hold her up, there's no way she could've been treading water all this time. Not to mention the number of boats they'd had searching for her. After that, she'd fallen into a deep sleep.

"Ma'am, you okay?"

Shauna groaned and pointed at the bright lights.

"Oh, hey, sorry about that. The man walked away and when he returned the lights had been dimmed. Shauna opened her eyes and looked around the room. It appeared to be a break area with small circular tables and chairs spread throughout. Against one wall was a rectangular table with a coffee urn and cups spread along its length.

The man introduced himself as Lieutenant Junior Grade George Thompson. To Shauna, he looked about sixteen years old. He told her she was aboard the US Coast Guard Cutter McAllister. Then the questioning began: "How did you survive? Where you close to us this whole time? What do you remember?"

She avoided his questions, telling him she couldn't remember anything after falling off the yacht. Though he was obviously concerned for her well-being, Shauna could see a hint of suspicion etched across his boyish face. Finally, he gave up the questions and asked if there was anything he could get her. She asked for some clothes. He blushed at this, obviously embarrassed that he'd seen her naked. She wondered if he or any of the others had noticed the kiss marks covering her breasts and-she felt her face turn crimson-pubic region. How could they not have? But her own embarrassment disintegrated when she recalled the feel of Kadeon's mouth exploring every inch of her; such wickedly skillful lips and that long, rough tongue. She shivered at the thought of the thorough attentions he'd given her.

Lieutenant Thompson brought her clothes then left her alone to change. They were standard issue Coast Guard duds, minus the nametag. They hung loose from her shoulders and hips, but at least they covered her. After dressing, she asked if she could sit outside. He took her to a bench seat at the back of the boat. Along the way, they passed many crewmen. Most offered simple but polite nods of acknowledgement. A few greeted her with a smile and quick "Ma'am," which normally would've offended her youthful sensibilities. But after her time with Kadeon, Shauna couldn't have mustered an ounce of anger even if she'd wanted to.

She stopped a moment to meet and talk to the ship's skipper, Captain Thaddeus Armstrong. The old sailor was definitely a little rough around the edges, and he too seemed suspicious of her memory lapse. But more than that, he seemed genuinely concerned for her. He looked at her like a father thankful to finally see their child safe-and-sound. He'd even offered a weather-worn smile and patted her shoulder gently before returning to his duties.

The sun rose towards its pinnacle as they neared the coast. Shauna relished the breeze ruffling her hair and the warm cup of coffee the Lieutenant had graciously delivered to her. It was hot and rich, with only a hint of bitterness. She'd been staring out beyond the wake of the boat since she sat down, looking for something she knew wouldn't be there.

Ah, well, she thought sadly. At least we had-

Shauna gasped when something briefly breached the surface of the water.

No, it can't be-

Again, whatever was out there broke the surface, this time closer. She looked around nervously, wondering if there were sentries posted around the ship. She turned back and nearly leapt out of her seat. The object had surfaced even closer, enough for her to discern a sharply angled face, long black hair . . . and glowing green eyes.

She settled back in her seat and watched Kadeon keep pace with the boat. He's coming for me. She had no idea how such a relationship would pan out, but, at the moment, she couldn't have cared less.

When she returned home, she knew Robert would give her the third degree. He'd be happy to see her, but only because he would've been a suspect if she'd never returned. True, the authorities wouldn't have been able to pin her disappearance on him, but he would've had to deal with the uncomfortable fall-out; the potential scandal.

Poor Robert. What would such a thing have done to your wonderful career? And what about all those women? Maybe they would've started avoiding you, with you being a murder suspect and all.

Shauna almost wished she could've stayed away just for the pain it would've caused him socially, if not emotionally.

She stared at Kadeon's beautiful face. Her body grew feverish at the sight. She imagined his powerful muscles undulating beneath the water; undulating atop her.

Later tonight, after a long, luxurious bath, she'd go to the pier with a glass of wine and soft blanket. She'd sip the dry, delicious liquid as she waited for him. She imagined seeing him swimming towards her, moonlight illuminating his face and sculptured body. She'd walk down to the beach, spread the blanket. Then she'd remove her clothes and lay back as he covered her with his massive frame. They'd spend the entire night making love. And if he'd enjoyed their all-too-brief interlude in the cave, he was in for a wicked surprise.

She'd surrender everything to him this time-her mouth, her pussy, even her tight little rosette. Though such a thought didn't seem physically possible given the size of his cock, she knew she would do it. She felt an immutable, burning need to give herself to Kadeon . . . completely.

She watched him with yearning, and smiled as he kept pace behind the boat's frothy wake.