THE LUNA CHOOSING GAME - Season 6 Episode 15

“piper isn’t feeling well at the moment,” Nicholas said. He kept one arm wrapped protectively around my waist. “In fact, I I was about to take her to one of the private rooms to rest.” “Oh,” Ronan said, and his bright smile fell somewhat. “How disappointing. Well, recover and rest well, Piper. Thope we can share our dance at a later time.” “Thank you,” I said, side-eyeing Nicholas somewhat. While I was incredibly grateful for the save, I knew Nicholas was taking a great risk here. The merfolk valued honesty above all other virtues. For Nicholas to like to a merfolk prince surely wouldn’t be looked upon kindly if discovered.

But, looking at Nicholas, I could see the hint of anger in his eyes. Or… jealousy? He did not want to share me with Ronan.

He did not want me to dance with Ronan

3 as I had done with him I could only be relieved. I too did not want to dance with Ronan as I had done with Nicholas.

(Ronan backed off then, and Nicholas led me down into the depths of the hall. Near the base, I noticed a large collection of crowned merfolk congregating around a floating table of various foods.

We swam past them to where a series of separate chambers circled the main banquet hall. Nicholas led me into one of the chambers, and then closed the door behind us. He released me long enough to lift his hand and turn the lock.

The room was small, with steps that led upwards into a pocket of air. As I lifted my head and peeked out over the surface of the water, I spied a human-esque bathroom, with a toilet and a sink. It was very accommodating, though impossibly clean, as if it had never been used.

i pg” Nicholas tugged my arm, pulling me back under the water. Then he turned me in his arms, pressed my back up against the wall, and kissed me.

It was a strange experience, kissing I underwater. Every time I opened my mouth to reposition my lips or accept Nicholas’s tongue, water would enter into my mouth as well. But I didn’t drown. I didn’t even choke. The water was everywhere here, and the magic made it so I could breathe the stuff like it was air.

[ didn’t even think about it after all. It was so easy to forget it was there, especially when Nicholas tugged at the ties of my swimsuit. His deft fingers made easy work of them, and before long, he was peeling the entire suit down my shoulders.

wore nothing underneath, so after one long motion, where Nicholas pulled the swimsuit down the length of my body to

I -— I my ankles, he toss the suit aside and kissed his way back up my body.

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First, he kissed the top of my foot, and then my ankle, then my calf and my knee.

My thighs. He skipped my most sensitive I nub for now, kissing instead along my hip I bone and then up to my belly button.

My breasts however, did not miss his attentions, and he grinned at me, the only warning I received, before he clasped his mouth over my nipple and sucked.

I buried my fingers in his hair and arched my back. With no gravity here, the motion kicked us both off the wall until we were floating around in the center of the room.

Nicholas laughed as he released my breast. He grabbed my arms, pulled me closer and kissed me. [ looped my arms around him so I could hold onto him. I didn’t want to separate while we were kissing and spinning in the water

I “Nick…” I sighed against his lips.

“Hm?” He kissed me again.

“You are still wearing I SUIT are ¢ aring your body suit…

“Oh?” He smiled, very aware then of what he was doing, how he was teasing me. “Is that a problem?” “1d prefer it if you were naked,” I said.

“Greedy,” he said witha pleased sort of growl.

He kissed me, then backed up a little. I had to let him go since what Iwas holding onto was covered with the suit.

He drifted away from me as he unzipped the front of the suit and then slowly peeled it off, revealing inch after titillating inch of rock hard muscle and tan, flawless skin.

If I wasn’t already breathing water, I would be drooling for sure.

When his dick sprung free, [ gasped. He

was already so hard.

“piper,” he said, his voice low and rough.

“When you look at me like that… It ‘s difficult to control myself.” “Who says you need to control yourself?” I Isaid.

In an instant, he kicked his way toward me. His arms wrapped around me and yanked back up against the hard lines of his body. His tongue slipped back into my mouth, stealing my breath away.

“The only problem,” he grumbled. “Is that I can’t feel or smell how wet you are for me.” “1 can tell you,” 1 assured him.

He growled in response. Suddenly, he was moving my body, up and up, or was he moving down? Without gravity, it was all very confusing.

But the next thing I knew, he was pushing my legs apart to fit his mouth

4 there.

“Wait!” I called.

He paused at once and looked up at me with confusion in his face.

I I pouted. “I want to touch you too.” His confusion ebbed. “Oh.” Then with a hint of mischief in his eyes, he began to turn himself, so that while his mouth stayed level with the apex of my thighs, his throbbing manhood was now well within my own reach.

In fact, with it this close to my face, I could taste him just as he was tasting me.

I gripped him first and stroked him base to tip.

In response, he moaned, grabbed me by my thighs, and buried his mouth between them.

“Ah! Nick!”

y – His ministrations were relentless. He sucked on my clit like his life depended on it.

This was a challenge, I realized. And through the fog of pleasure, I was bound I and determined to give as good as I got.

So I surged forward and clasped my lips around him.

He moaned against me, and I moaned back.

We moved together as one, matching each other’s pace with perfection.

Nick broke from sucking on my clit only to lap at my pussy inside. He dipped his tongue inside of me and I broke away from him to gasp and beg.

“Ah! Nick, please!” As he removed his tongue, he laughed.

“Feel good, Piper? I could taste you, when [ went in like that. I want more.” He dove in again. He push pulled his

I tongue in and out of me, mimicking what he would do with his dick during lovemaking. It felt so good I nearly lost my mind.

But the thirst for competition and my I desire to make him feel as good as he was making me feel, helped me keep my wits long enough to match his pace with my own attentions.

He picked up the pace and I matched it.

Then I moved faster still, and he matched my movements.

It wasn’t long before we were going absolutely wild on each other.

Then shortly after that, we clutched each other fiercely as our bodies trembled, toppling over the precipice into pleasure and completion.

All while we were twisting and floating adrift in the center of the small room.