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Seadale watched all this transpiring with a curious eyebrow raised and a sexy twist to his lips, wondering what she was up to. It gave him time to catch his breath and get a hold of his waning self-control. She was up to something; something wicked and hedonistic. And he was just the man to take it too. Her lips were heavenly wrapped around his cock; scorching heat devouring and sucking over and over again. Never had he felt such sexual gratification, like he did with Kelsey using her tongue and teeth to torture his cock until he thought he'd explode. He'd let her have her way, but when it was his turn to ravage her, he'd leave her completely, sexually devastated. She'd never desire anyone but him, craving him like a fever in the blood.
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Kelsey once again took his cock back into her warm, moist mouth. He'd spread his stance, locking his legs in place, but in doing so allowed her to place her dampened finger between his legs, and slip between the cheeks of his ass.
When she pressed her index finger against the puckered rosette of his ass, Seadale gasped. Kelsey very slowly worked her fingertip passed the first ring of muscle at the same time she took him deep into the wet warmth of her mouth. As her finger found the spongy pad of his prostrate, she tapped it, as she sucked hard on his cock. Seadale came in a roar of completion. It echoed and bounced off the crystal walls and ceiling, like waves crashing against the confines of a rocky cliff, loud and resoundingly powerful.
Reaching down, he took her into his arms and held her tightly against his body, absorbing her heat and love.
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His legs started buckling as his orgasm rushed down through his body, straight to his tightly fisted balls. He could've sworn the ground beneath his feet moved when he came.
No woman had ever made him scream his pleasure or almost brought him to his knees. Only the small bundle of billowy flesh he now held tightly in his arms, basking in her feminine warmth and the unconditional love she'd just shown through her unselfish act of taking him in her mouth, swallowing his seed.
He carried her within his strong embrace to a bed on a pedestal that looked like one big block of frosty ice sitting on the crystal floor.
The bed was covered in satin sheets and a matching comforter in a rich sea foam green color. This fit perfectly with the icy decor of the room.
Kelsey yawned behind her hand.
Seadale, with her still held effortlessly in his arms, pulled back the comforter and placed her gently upon the bed. It moved and rolled under her. The surprised look on her face caused him to burst out laughing.
"It is a waterbed. Have you never been on one?"
"Nope. Can't say I have.” Kelsey spoke between fits of sleepy giggles. “But I kind of like the motion. It's comforting.” Again, a deep lethargic yawn escaped from behind her hand.
Seadale crawled into the bed with her, careful not to toss her about. He positioned himself between her and the door, the need to protect her strongly ingrained within him. Even being the king, the ruler of the waters of Ametheysea, he would always place her life above his own, cherishing her until the heavens stood still.
He pulled her against him spooning her back to his front, placing her head on his large muscular bicep to act as her pillow. He talked to her as she slowly went under the spell of sleep.
"When humans come through the emotional vortex, as you did, it is hard on their frail bodies."
"But I did not feel like this when I first met you."
"That was because I met you in what is called the Neutralized Plane."
"What is that?” Kelsey asked in a sleepy voice.
"The Neutralized Plane is a place between my world and the human realm, a sliver of reality that exists in a void of time. It is without the pull of the Earth and the magic that powers my world. It doesn't put undo strain on the human body, but it is only a place I can control through dreams. Does that make any sense to you?"
When Kelsey didn't answer, he leaned over her and looked down at her face. She looked so young and innocent when asleep. Creases appeared at the corners of his eyes and mouth as he smiled down at her sleeping form.
The Amulet To Ametheysea was still securely strung around her neck. She was his Mate-of-Souls and the emptiness he had always felt was no more. For once, a calming sense of realized love settled deep within his immortal being. He would no longer feel lonely or be alone. Yes, there'd always been women in his crystal world below the sea, but they were the humans, men and women that had been caught in one of his emotional vortexes. They were given the free will to stay or leave. The ones that stayed, filled the crystal city with life, but never did they fill him with joy or cause his heart to skip a beat with just a look. They only took the edge off his sexual hunger, slating the beast but leaving the God untouched.
He placed a chaste kiss on Kelsey's soft rosy cheek, thanking the Fates above, before succumbing to sleep himself.
Chapter Six
It had only been a couple of weeks since Kelsey's wish had brought her to Seadale's crystal world under the sea, but it felt like home.
Her only concerns were to make sure her condo was safe and that Seth and Tom didn't worry about her. Seadale had taken care of everything. He used his magic to retrieve her cell phone so she could call the gallery and tell them she would be out of town for an undetermined amount of time. Kelsey reassured them that she would still work on the paintings they had contracted. Both Seth and Tom were curious about her sudden disappearance. But when she explained that the man that modeled for the painting Seth had bought, had swept her off her feet, they were ecstatic for her and wished her the best. She'd taken to all the magic around her like a duck to water, and she loved everything about it. Kelsey truly was the luckiest woman in the world to have Seadale and to live in his magical kingdom.
Seadale had been called away to deal with a problem the gardeners had in one of the hot houses. He liked to keep things as normal as possible since all the people that inhabited his kingdom, the kingdom of Ametheysea, were still basically human, not an immortal God like himself. She found out what he was one night after they had eaten and he told her exactly who and what he was.
As he pushed his chair back away from the table and rubbed his tummy, he seemed nervous, fidgety, which wasn't like Seadale. “Kelsey, I have something to tell you."
The table like the chair was made up entirely of clear crystal. She was amazed at how comfortable the chairs were to sit in. Being made of a hard stone, Kelsey figured they'd be rigid and uncomfortable to sit in. Instead, they conformed to the body like soft pillows of air. The chairs were also light as a feather.
Getting up, walking around to sit in his lap, she draped her arms around his neck. “What is it? Is something wrong?"
He snuggled her close to his body, kissing her lightly on the mouth. “No, nothing is wrong. I just need to tell you who I really am, what I am."
Kelsey pulled back and stared into his eyes. “What do you mean? You are starting to frighten me with this kind of talk."
He bundled her close, resting his chin on the top of her head. “I am a god, an immortal god. I am the ruler here, the king of Ametheysea."
She couldn't contain the bubble of laughter that spilled from her lips. “Is that what you had to tell me? Well ... duh ... After being here for nearly two weeks, I kind of figured out by the way the people here treat you that you must be important.” Leaning away from him, she playfully slugged him in the chest. The surprised looked on his face was way precious, as if she could hurt that big lug. “What, do you think I'm a dimwit? Like I couldn't put two and two together?” She loved teasing him; he was so serious sometimes.
He wore a look of affront. “I would never think that of you."
"Loosen up big guy, I was just funning with you."
"Is that like ‘jerking my chain’ as you so aptly put it the other day?"
"One and the same,” she laughed.
She'd already concluded he was unique and special. For some odd reason it didn't faze h
er. She didn't run screaming from what he'd told her; it fit his larger-than-life persona like a glove.
So he was a god, and had magical powers, it could be worse. He didn't drink, smoke, do drugs or fool around. What more could a girl ask for? Seadale wasn't perfect by any means. He could be stubborn, arrogant and possessive. On the other hand, he cherished her above all else, telling her how precious she was, showering her daily with affection, and D-ang if he wasn't the sexist man she'd ever run across.
She'd always known there were unexplainable things outside her world, but getting to see the real magic of life, a life with Seadale was extraordinary, and she did not fear him or the realm he ruled.
She knew how he felt about her by the words he would whisper softy to her at night while he made sensuous love to her. The way his hands had to be touching or stroking her every time he was around her. But the truest gauge she used, was the love that showed clear and brilliant whenever his eyes lit on her. Eyes were the windows to the soul and Seadale's reflected all his love for her, piercing her heart from their stark unwavering testimony and declaration of his love for her.
Kelsey was allowed to roam the crystal city freely, without a care or thought to her safety. No one would dare hurt her; violence was unheard of. Everyone lived in harmony, helpful and kind to a fault.
Today, she found herself wandering down a vast alley lined with wooden tables on both sides with citizens of Ametheysea buying and selling their wares.
She was still very much in awe of the chambered crystal structure that made up the underground world of Ametheysea and the way it constantly seemed to change in color. Every morning without fail, when she awoke, wrapped up within the strength of Seadale's arms and looked around, she swore the pure crystal walls, ceiling and floors would be a different color. Or, maybe it was the opalescent sheen it had that just made it appear that way. When she'd run her hands along a wall, it would be the perfect temperature, not too warm and not too cold. She'd often fantasized the crystal had a life of its own, changing its appearance like a fickle child who was undecided on what color to draw with first.
Amazingly, the large cathedral style city was quiet for something so expansive. Nothing echoed in its cavernous chambers or paths that led throughout the city. It was as if the crystal absorbed the sounds.
Looking around at the different stalls set up for business, she was intrigued by how diverse and talented the sellers were. The people had their own barter system. Seadale let them use whatever system of trade they wanted to buy and sell what they made, grew or harvested from the ocean. It was one of their old human ways that they had never felt comfortable letting go of. They needed to feel productive, have normalcy in their lives. Even with the magic.
There was even a forest under the sea, thriving in hues of greens and browns. The smells of fresh greenery and wood clung to the air. The people living here made their own furniture and cooking utensils and clothes. Their living quarters, at least the ones she had seen, were decorated in different styles, but they did look much like the ones in any home back on Earth.
Large portholes were scattered throughout the crystal kingdom. Windows to the sea reminiscent of an aquarium, only these windows had magnificent appearances by sharks, dolphins, the most beautiful array of colorful fish imaginable, and the undulating and flowing finned bodies of mer-shifters swimming by at any given moment. The backdrop displayed around them, billowy plant life and luscious coral, added grace and vivid elements to their watery world under the sea.
Seadale's tastes were much simpler than one would have thought for a king, a god. His personal chambers were made up of muted pastel colors and the furnishings blended into their crystal surroundings. The furniture looked like natural formations of crystal, yet when she sat in them, they would conform to her body, as if they were made of memory foam, cushioning around her, hugging her shape and curves. They looked glassy hard and unyielding, but the furniture was contrary in its comfort—coolly elegant. Though it matched the cool hard exterior Seadale presented to others, it was opposite of the fiery passion that dwelled deep inside him, a fire that licked and burned, dousing Kelsey with just a look.
The citizens inhabiting Ametheysea looked normal, like people you would've have met on any street corner back on Earth. What astonished Kelsey were some of the individuals thought lost in the mysterious Bermuda Triangle, never to been heard or seen from again. But, they were alive and well, thriving in the magical realm of Ametheysea. Each had their reasons for staying. Some had no family to go home to, while others had more personal reasons for staying. Kelsey was much too kind-hearted ever to press anyone she spoke with for details.
One citizen summed it up nicely. “It was like finding the inner child in one's self and that there really was a pot of gold on the other side of a rainbow—a second chance at life you could say."
She'd also found out they age slower than normal here in Ametheysea. The oldest person had been one hundred and twenty years old when they had passed away. She was intrigued by one gentleman who'd been here for over sixty-five years.
Up ahead, she saw Daniel working behind his stall and wanted to stop and visit with him. “Hello Daniel. What lovely things you have.” She admired the wares he'd displayed, picking up a beautiful pink pearl necklace. “Would you mind if I tried this on?"
Daniel sold only the finest and most unusual of pearl jewelry, which he himself had harvested from of the sea.
"Good morning your High ... I mean, Kelsey.” Stumbling over his words as he addressed her. “Please try on whatever you desire."
"See that wasn't so hard. I am just plain Kelsey."
Daniel came around the front of the stall, offering her a hand putting on the necklace.
"Thank you.” Reaching behind her head to pull her hair out of Daniel's way as he secured the necklace around her neck.
He had a mirror set up so she could look at how stunning the pearls looked lying nestled against the golden tan of her exposed skin.
The people of Ametheysea all addressed her as your Highness, and Kelsey was uncomfortable with the title. She wasn't even married to Seadale. But, their respect for her was clear.
Kelsey was still bowled over by how lucky she was. But then again, someone had to love that gorgeous hunk and she was up for the challenge.
A deep, sexy voice whispered close to her ear, “I am hungry for you.” A gentle nip of her earlobe followed that erotic confession.
Shivers of sexual awareness coursed through her body. Seadale's voice alone had the ability to reduce her to a puddle of sexual need. She was surprised she wasn't wrapped around his feet right now.
Seadale nuzzled her neck, leaving a trail of goose-pimpled skin behind his meandering lips.
Kelsey felt a hand caress up her back and settle on her shoulder in a possessive manner. He wasn't shy with his feelings for her in public. To be truthful, he wasn't shy about anything.
Turning her head to look him in the eyes, eyes glazed over with heated promises to come, she leaned upward on tippy-toes as he leaned down to give him a tiny peck on the lips. Instead, she was greeted with a tongue that traced the seam of her closed lips. She let him invade her warmth, bathing the inside of her mouth with the sweetness always present on his tongue. A low-pitched needful growl rumbled in Seadale's chest, heightening the thrill of what was to come when they were alone.
Then he pulled away and whispered, “You are such a hot little kitten. I can hardly wait to get you alone and eat you alive.” His words sent spiking heat straight to her pussy, which in turn made her softly gasp. Seadale chuckling that highly arrogant chuckle that said, “I now exactly how to make you come.” And heaven help her, he knew exactly how to touch and tease her with his body to bring her over and over again. Who know a woman could have multiple orgasms? She'd heard about them, figured they were another myth. Thank goodness it was true!
Looking directly at Daniel, Seadale addressed him, “We'll take the pearl necklace, Daniel. Just let me know what it
is you need and I will grant it.” Turning away, he gazed down at Kelsey. “Now, my precious, I have something very important back at our quarters that I must show you.” He left little doubt what he wanted to show her, and the excitement of it caused her sex to clench in avid expectancy, moistening her lacy panties in a heated rush.
In his usual macho style, he swung Kelsey up into his arms and headed straight back to their rooms.
When they reached their private quarters, he let her slide down his body until her feet touch the ground, exciting her with his hard arousal, brushing along the curves of her lush figure. Looking down at her, he slowly striped her naked with his sensual eyes—eyes that had turned the color of a stormy sea, under dark skies—piercing and predatory, dark and molten hot.
"I want to eat you ... lick you ... until you are hoarse from your screams.” This he told her in a low pitched, sexually roughened voice, enunciating his words carefully, letting her know how hungry he was for her.
Seadale was a very aggressive lover, and Kelsey was more than willing to let him dominate her body. He was savage and powerful, yet she was always his first concern, her pleasure gave him pleasure. Her lust-induced fever was quenched before his.
She wanted to experience everything he had to give her, by way of his hands, lips, tongue, body and impressive cock. He used every part of himself to please, tantalize and sexual stimulate her into a sexual frenzy, breaking down her barriers to unleash her wanton, primal instincts.
Kelsey had become his willing sexual tool, which he used with masterful skills and expertise. She loved it, and him.
Seadale didn't bother to undress her slowly as he did on most occasions. With the wave of his hand, her clothing, along with his own disappeared, as if they had been absorbed into their very flesh. Kelsey no longer felt insecure about her body. He had shown her how every curve and extra padding of flesh that adorned her body turned his cock rock hard. He wanted to feel a woman beneath him, full and soft to accommodate his large size. Through Seadale's eyes, he'd shown her the beauty of her lush figure. How desirable and voluptuous she was to him. She wore her fullness like a warrior draped his body with armor, proudly. It was part of what made her sexy, womanly—desirable
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