"How much farther, Elatha?" I moaned, writhing in his arms as he continued his sensual onslaught.

Unable to pay any attention to our surroundings, we jetted through the water at incredible speed. My toes curled and my fingers clung to his muscular forearms as my eyelids fluttered. Elatha had shifted his hand to have his thumb circling and rubbing over the tight bundle of nerves at the junction of my thighs, while two fingers continued to stroke in and out of wet heat. Somehow, he combined these movements with his pinkie sliding over the sensitive rosette further back. It was a ridiculously coordinated erotic ballet that had me squirming with desperate arousal.

I wanted that thick ridge grinding on my ass again, but he was keeping his lower body away from me, pinning me against him higher on his chest so I couldn't reach him. At the same time, he'd freed both of my breasts from my suit, tugging and teasing each nipple while we propelled ourselves forward. Relentless with his movements, he edged me close, but never quite enough to allow me to orgasm.

Gods, but it was driving me insane.

"We're almost there. We've left the Sea of Lantia and reached the Sea of Uaithne. I can't wait to taste you. The feel and scent of you has my cock aching. It's been driving me wild to wait," Elatha growled as his fingers drew another long, shuddering moan from me.

In another few minutes, we were in front of a water gate at the mouth of a large cave. After triggering the bubble with just his left hand, as he refused to withdraw his fingers from my core, he moved us inside.

While carrying me pinned to his much larger, taller body as I squirmed against him, Elatha took me through a surprisingly bright cavern. Glowing plants grew over the outside surface so that the many windows, on the walls, ceiling, and even floor, let in a lot of light and views of the richly diverse surrounding sea life. There were several interconnected rooms, but he ignored them all to head directly to an enormous bed.

Once he laid me on my back, he tugged at my skinsuit with his free hand and I made them disappear. With his eyes fixed on his goal, he nudged my legs apart and bent his head. His tongue replaced his thumb.

At the first firm stroke, I gasped. Elatha swirled his tongue, tasting and licking as he explored. Sparks shot from my core outward. The intense pleasure had me moaning loudly, and he took those cues to learn what I liked. My hands gripped his damp hair, tugging. He growled against my body, his mouth vibrating and adding to the intensity.

His fingers started a faster rhythm.

"Oh yes," I moaned, hips unable to stay still as the heat built, spreading in a wave outward from my core.

While flicking his tongue hard and fast, he curled the two fingers to rub over sensitive inner ridges. He pounded them harder into me, his knuckles slamming against my entrance. I keened at the intensity, the sensations flaring and sparking as the arousal drew tighter and tighter. It was goddamn perfect. Exactly the rhythm that drove me crazy.

My back bowed off the bed, unable to breathe as he drove me quickly up to hover at the pinnacle. With a nip to my sensitive bud, he shoved me over the edge. Free falling, I screamed and shook. Everything turned starburst white for a few seconds, lightning scorching my nerve endings.

"You taste like fucking paradise. I can't get enough," Elatha groaned as his tongue delved into my drenched and twitching core.

"You might kill me," I got out as I tried to catch my breath.

"I plan to, repeatedly," he growled as his tongue reached further back, licking over the rosette he'd caressed and teased. "This belongs to Loki, too?" he asked, lifting his head.

"Yes," I breathed as a slippery wet finger explored further, dipping just barely in and out where his tongue had just been. It raised gooseflesh on my skin.

"You like that," he confirmed.

I moaned my affirmative.

"I thought so, given your reaction to my teasing on our way here, but I don't want to do anything you don't find pleasurable." 

Elatha lowered his head again, his tongue flicking over my heated nub while that slippery finger slid in all the way to the knuckle before slowly pulling almost all the way out.

"Harder," I moaned, the heat rising in my body at the darkly erotic strokes.

"Like it a bit rougher at times, do you?" he growled, smacking my pussy with his free hand.

I gasped at the pleasurable sting and nodded.

Elatha did it again, drawing the heat tighter as lower down, that slippery finger stroked in and out.

"Please," I moaned.

He chuckled, then took two fingers of his other hand and drove them into my wet core. Staying with his slow pace of withdrawal, he pounded in with each stroke. He alternated the timing between hands so that as his two fingers drove in, the single digit slowly retracted.

Lowering his mouth to me again, he teased my clit.

Skewered in place between his hands and mouth, the sensation coiled like a snake preparing to spring. I tried to plant my feet to get more leverage to shove myself onto his fingers. The wave kept building, but ebbing, over and over, with each alternating thrust of his hands.

It had me whimpering. I needed it faster, harder.

"Demanding, aren't you? Mmm... I love a woman that knows what she wants," he growled as he picked up his pace, roughly slamming into me with his fingers. He sealed his mouth against my clit, sucking hard as his tongue flicked.

Electricity built, piling on itself in a chain reaction. Hard to breathe, my lungs almost seized with the intensity of it.

"Gods!" I screamed, my skin unable to contain the lightning. It overwhelmed me, bursting out from my centre to blast out of my head, feet, and hands in mind-blanking blasts.

I shook, convulsing with each wave.

As my senses returned and my breath eased, he slowed his movements before pulling his fingers from my body. His tongue licked over my core in long strokes, lapping me up.

"I could seriously just eat this beautiful pussy all day," Elatha groaned as he continued to explore with his tongue. His hands roamed over my pregnant belly, caressing the curve, before sliding up to tug on my nipples.

"Only if I get to taste you as well." Despite my dry mouth from screaming and panting, I craved the sight of that gorgeous black and silver cock again. But this time, I wanted him in my mouth. 

Elatha stood and ripped off his armour and skinsuit.

As his midnight and silver body came into view, I bit my lip. I wanted to run my hands and tongue over each defined ridge of muscle, but it was that thick, dark cock with its broad silver head that captured my attention now.

Pearly liquid dripped from the tip, his heightened arousal evident as he knelt on the bed.

Reaching out, I wrapped my hand around the silky shaft. My fingers didn't meet. He was too thick.

I pumped my hand and elation shot through me when he groaned. With my grip guiding him, I pulled until he knelt over me and I leaned up to lick from base to tip. Like the sea, he tasted oddly familiar and comforting. I wanted more.

"Shells, that's good," he groaned.

After circling the tip, I flicked my tongue over the slit and he jerked. Yes, I liked that, liked making him groan and jump. Satisfaction purred within me.

Barely able to get my mouth wide enough to suck his head inside, I wrapped my mouth around him. I rubbed my tongue over the flared head, enjoying the sensation. Elatha groaned, hips flexing in a shallow thrust into my mouth.

Taking the hint, I swallowed him down as far as I could, relaxing my throat. I couldn't fit all of him. Instead, I used my other hand to pump the rest in time with my mouth. I wanted him to cum, filling me with his taste.

Setting a rhythm, he thrust in and out of my mouth and hand as he leaned his tall body over me to fasten his lips to my clit. I moaned around his cock, not expecting the sensation, and he sped up.

Elatha groaned, scraping his teeth on me as two fingers started pumping in and out again, matching the rhythm as he pumped in and out of my mouth. Incredibly distracting, but I was determined to make him cum first.

As the heat built inside me, I writhed, unable to stay still. Moaning around his cock, starting to getting a bit light-headed, I felt his thighs trembling. He had to be close.

"Fuck," he swore, lifting his lips from my body as his cock twitched, salty essence filling my mouth and throat as I swallowed. He tasted like salt water taffy. Gods, I couldn't get enough of him.

Greedily, I licked and sucked, hearing him panting even as he continued to jerk against me through the remainder of his orgasm.

When he recovered, a growl was my only warning before his fingers pounded into me faster and harder.

Unable to resist the carnal onslaught, my body exploded, and I moaned around the cock in my mouth. After lifting himself out of my mouth and moving to the side, I fought for breath as I clenched hard around his fingers. He buried his face between my thighs again, licking furiously.

"Elatha!" I pushed at his head, too sensitized, as it made my entire body jerk uncontrollably in his arms.

Elatha growled, his tongue delving deep, before he reluctantly lifted his head. When he crawled around to face me, he was hard again. It impressed me. I expected that from Loki, but hadn't thought Elatha might rival him in that regard.

Kneeling between my legs and sitting back on his calves, he pulled my hips up his legs until his cock pressed lengthwise against my core.

"What are you doing, Elatha?" I asked, alarmed by our position.

"It's the wrong angle to enter you so there is no mistake, but I want to feel this hot wet pussy against my cock," he growled as he thrust against me, sliding along my lips up over my sensitized bundle of nerves with his broad head.

I gasped. Such a dangerous tease, but so thrilling. Oh my god. Too thrilling. It made me want so much more.

"This way, I get all this gorgeous slippery arousal coating me, covering me," he said, even as he pulled on my lower lips to wrap around his cock as he thrust hard. His eyes were half-lidded, sparking with silver as he watched me moan when he hit my clit.

Elatha was taking it slow, with long thrusts that he was careful to ensure wouldn't enter me but rubbed over my entrance and clit every time.

"I'm going to cum on this pretty little pussy and ass, and rub it into every fold." He gave me a darkly sinful smile when he felt my core clench at his words.

Gods, I was losing my mind. Elatha was playing my body like a master and I was helpless to resist. Addicted, I wanted more.

"You like that, don't you, my erotically wicked goddess?" he asked, sliding that hard cock against me even as he reached up to tug on both nipples.

"Yes," I admitted with a moan.

There was a dark, kinky side to this prince, and it was incredibly sexy. The idea of what he and Loki could come up with together made my core clench again, hard. As much as it made guilt swirl uncomfortably, I couldn't deny the thought of the two of them taking me. The idea of being at their mercy, utterly helpless against their more dangerously erotic plans designed solely to drive my pleasure to new heights, was so intensely arousing that a fresh flood of moisture coated Elatha's cock. It made him even more slippery against me.

Elatha twisted my nipples, increasing his thrusts, lightning shot eyes glittering as he watched me intently.

"What erotic fantasies are behind those gorgeous hazel eyes, Shannon?" he asked as he thrust harder. "Tell me," he demanded.

"You, Loki, taking me together," I panted, moaning.

"Just that? Or is there more to it, goddess?" Elatha coaxed as I started to writhe in his lap, almost reaching orgasm. "Tell me or I'll stop," he warned, pausing his thrusts.

"Don't stop!" I begged.

"Then tell me what you are fantasizing," he growled.

"Being at the mercy of both of you, helpless against whatever wicked, erotic, kinky things you want to do to me together," I yelled, desperate for him to move as the heat started to dissipate.

"Good girl," he praised as he renewed his onslaught on my senses. Elatha thrust hard and fast over my core and sensitive nerves, while twisting and tugging on my nipples.

Waves built, higher and higher until trembling and shuddering on his lap, my spine arched. Time paused, stretched into infinity held at the peak, then broke with another hard thrust from him and I screamed my release.

Elatha followed, grabbing my hips as he jerked and hot streams of pearlescent white covered my core. With his hand pumping his cock to get the last, he groaned.

After sliding me down his legs to mid-thigh, he growled as he used his thumbs to rub it into my still pulsing entrance, thrusting in and out, up over my lips and clit and finally down to my ass. Pressing with one cum-covered thumb, he coaxed his way in, sliding it in and out.

"I could play with your gorgeous, tight, responsive body for days, wringing pleasure out of you over and over. Unfortunately, I vowed to return you to your home and your mate," he sighed, even as his thumb continued to fuck my ass. "If I never get to touch you again, I will never forget this time with you or ever regret it. By the first shell, I could fuck you every single rising until the end of time and never tire of this, Shannon."

When he added two fingers to my wet core, stroking in and out hard, it was difficult to pay attention to his words.

"I'm going to take you once more, in these tight little holes that crave Loki's cock and mine. While I do, I want you to think about our cocks fucking you the way my hands are, as I enjoy this taste of you and I combined. I want you to remember that I'd happily eat this glorious pussy of yours filled with Loki's cum for the rest of my days, even if the only entrance you ever give me is your mouth. Your sexy body looks fantastic, painted with my cum."

As he growled the words, my mind supplied the intensely erotic sensory image. Loki, my love, holding me as he drove himself inside me, kissing me, lips on my neck on one side. Elatha, the dark prince behind me, alternating his strokes with Loki as he thrust deep into my ass, biting my neck on the other side.

It was so vivid, so wickedly arousing, as they plundered my body together, impaled and writhing on their thick cocks.

Lost in my fantasy, I screamed their names as Elatha drove me into such a state of orgasmic bliss, it was the last thing I remembered.