Emmy was beyond exhausted, and she was about to relax when her lover turned back to her and wrapped a tentacle around her nose and mouth. Whatever she had been breathing was cut off and everything went dark.
“She’s breathing, man! Get an ambulance. What the hell is that all over her?”
Emmy heard the roar around her, felt the sand under her abraded body, and she coughed up more water. Holy shit. I am alive!
The hospital treated her for the abrasions to her body, and they asked her her name. The moment the words were out of her mouth, she was silenced and the police were called.
The officer sat next to her and asked her, “What happened? Be as precise as you can, miss.”
She blushed a little, but stuck to the pertinent information. “I was trying to swim back to the zodiac, but Bob took off and left me to teach me a lesson. I tried to follow his wake, but it was so dark. That is all I remember until the beach.”
He nodded and got the particulars for her party.
“Why were folks so surprised by my name?”
“Oh, you have been missing for two years.”
Emmy sat up straight. “That isn’t possible.”
Her nether region flexed in protest to her shift in position.
“It is. Your companions were suspects in your disappearance, but as there was no proof, they were never charged. They can at least be levied with depraved indifference for this action.”
She smiled weakly and laid back. “Good. I am guessing that I have lost my apartment.”
The officer smiled and leaned forward, patting her hand. “It will be taken care of. Victim’s services handle this sort of thing.”
Emmy nodded briefly, but she muttered, “But I was just there.”
“Just where, miss?”
“I was chained by my ankle to the bottom of the sea, and mermen took turns with me. I thought it was just hours or days.”
“Mermen? Have the doctors assessed you?”
She looked at him, and as she stared, his eyes flared black. She screamed and jolted back in the bed, getting as far away from him as she could.
He reached for her, and she shouted, slapping at his hands and trying to keep him away from her.
Nurses rushed in, and she was sedated. They held her down, and she kept eye contact with the dark-eyed officer until the drugs pulled her under.
Six weeks later, she was at the Seaside Gardens Rehabilitation Facility. Emmy went to therapy every day in an effort to purge her mind of the memories.
She wore loose clothing without a bra and was sitting in the gardens when one of the attendants came by to see her.
“Emmy? How are you today?” He sat next to her on the bench.
“Not bad. I finished a counselling session and now have the rest of the day to pretend I am normal. How are you, Davis?”
He grinned. “Pretty good.”
They sat in silence for a moment before he asked her. “Have you had your period since you arrived?”
She shook her head. “No. The doc said I was stressed.”
“They didn’t do a rape kit?”
“I was apparently in the water for days. There was no point.”
“Could you be pregnant?”
She paused, a chill running through her. “Not if I am sane. If I am sane, it is impossible. If I am insane, it could be.”
She pressed a hand to her abdomen as if she could feel something.
“I am surprised they didn’t do a blood test.”
Emmy snorted, lost in the thought of motherhood. “They were worried about my being mauled by sea creatures. I had bites and marks from at least five different species. It must have happened when I got away from wherever I was.”
“You don’t look too upset.” Davis smiled slightly.
“I am not. It isn’t the ideal outcome, and if it was fathered during my time away, I am definitely going to have to go for a water birth in a tidal pool.”
“You won’t destroy it?”
“Well, it is either a figment of my imagination or a baby. Either way, destroying it won’t change the fact that I can’t take care of myself in the outside world.”
A charity had offered to sponsor her time at the facility, and she had jumped at the chance. If she was truly insane after her experiences, this was the safest place for her.
She leaned over and rubbed her ankle. She could still feel the cuff.
“Well, I just wanted to say hi. Have a good day, Emmy.” He stood and paused, but she didn’t look up.
“Good day, Davis.”
She was lost in thought. A pregnancy could be possible if the human half of the monsters were true to species. They fucked like humans, so it was possible that they bred like them.
When it was time for lunch, she drifted in, looking for Davis to apologize for her distraction, but he was nowhere to be found.
Another six weeks went by, and she felt a swelling in her abdomen. Her clothing hid the bulge, so she didn’t mention anything. It wouldn’t do for the doctors to think she had seduced one of the staff to bring a kernel of possibility to her story.
She behaved herself and played sane when it came to therapy, finally earning herself a clean bill of mental health. She was going home the following week.
Late at night, in the quiet of her room, she heard the scuff of a foot near her door, and she opened her eyes. This was definitely unusual.
She could swear it was Davis walking toward her, but when she sat up to look, she saw black eyes and didn’t even notice the needle that sedated her.
She opened her eyes a little while he carried her through the halls and out of the facility. The wind caressed her cheek as he walked toward the sea.
She thought he would just walk in, but they boarded a boat, and the engine hummed to life before droning as he took her far out to sea.
This was it. She was going to die. She had to shake this run of luck. She hated the thought of being in that cold water alone again.
“Oh. You are awake.”
She flicked her eyes toward him as he calmly steered them out toward the rising sun.
“Apologies for the sedative. It couldn’t be helped.” He chuckled. “Did you know that out of three hundred women, you are the first to not only survive our attentions, but also carry a child from our bloodlines?”
She frowned. “It isn’t true. They told me it couldn’t be true.”
The last three months of explanation and derision coursed through her mind.
“They haven’t met us. We have hidden from the world and have been very successful at it.” He kicked off his shoes.
His webbed toes looked familiar.
“How long was I down there?”
He shrugged. “It was a few years of surface time. We just couldn’t stop playing with you. You are amazingly strong.”
She shuddered as her body warmed at the idea of their play. “Why don’t I remember the passage of time?”
He grinned, showing shark-like teeth. “We kept you very busy.”
She looked out at the empty expanse of the sea and whispered, “Why didn’t I die?”
“The box next to your hip. Put it on once we stop. It will allow you to breathe and suspend your aging.”
She moved slowly, sluggishly. The box was carved stone with a trident on it. She opened it up, and her heart thudded in her chest. She knew that chain. It was the necklace that had been wrapped around her as she drowned.
“This kept me alive?”
“It did, like others before you. They weren’t strong enough for us.”
“Who is us?”
He smiled again. “Sons of Poseidon. We have been looking for mates for centuries, but it is hard to find women at our location. Let alone any that can accommodate all of us.”
She shivered at that thought. “Is that all of you?”
“It is all that won the right to fuck you. The rest need to earn it.”
She placed a hand over her belly. “What about the baby? If I am not aging, I will be pregnant indefinitely.”
He grinned. “We have an island for that. Once you have the child, its father will take it and you will be free to mate with again.”
“So, I won’t get pregnant again with the necklace on.”
He scowled. “No. We will have to work something out so that you have a chance to breed every few decades.”
She looked around and tried not to look petrified. “How did you find me?”
“Arturad was the officer who spoke to you in the hospital. He is one of ours. He was surprised that you noticed his lack of control over his eyes. Few folks would have noticed.”
She blinked at the weird compliment. “I was a little sensitive to the distinctive indicator.”
There was nothing to see but the waves in any direction.
“Will the baby be hurt if I go under?”
He shook his head. “No. It will be fine. I will take you to the dry site that we have prepared for you. There is food and fresh water. Everything that you need.”
“How long have you worked at the facility?”
“We keep an eye on our women after we leave them. Madness is a common side effect, but even there, you managed to keep your knowledge of the events in a fairly cogent version. Well done.”
He was patting her on the head, and she knew it. With just her nightgown on, she could feel the cool breeze and the morning sunlight on her bare legs.
They continued for another few hours, and then, he cut the engine. The boat was simply bobbing in the middle of nowhere, and Davis stripped off his shirt before undoing his pants and unzipping them.
“Oh damn. I thought I imagined that.”
“You handled them very well. I would enjoy it if you wanted to get used to them in this shape.” He raised his eyebrows.
“I am not getting out of here.”
“No. The gods sent you to us, and we will keep you.”
There was no escape. She was going to be a sex toy for men out of her weirdest fantasies. May as well start now.
She knelt in front of him, examining the twin cocks that sprang side by side. She touched them and watched them swell.
She caressed the left and then the right before she wrapped her mouth around them in turn.
The abrasive texture of his other skin was not shared with his members. They were long, slick and throbbed in her hand as she sucked at the salty tips. The boat bobbed as she lapped at him, letting one of the cocks slip free and leave a slick trail on her cheek.
His voice was low. “Into the water. Now.”
She looked up, and his human features were being stamped with the shark’s.
She looked at the box and removed the necklace, taking it out and holding it in her clenched fist.
Davis casually lifted the box and held it over the edge before he dropped it in the water.
He smiled. “No clues.”
She didn’t know what he meant until he lifted her carefully and eased her over the edge and into the water. He revved the engine and jumped out as the boat took off.
Emmy took a deep breath and put the necklace on, feeling a solid click as she managed the latch.
Davis grinned, showing his sharp teeth, and he sank beneath the waves, grabbing her ankle and pulling her down.
She fought hard to hold her breath, but he shook her body and the air escaped. When she pulled in water at long last, he grinned at her, wrapped his arms around her and carried her down beyond the light.
She touched the swell of her belly beneath the sleeping gown and hoped that her body could stand the increasing pressure.
Shadowy figures joined their travels as Davis took her through cities of coral, pools of glowing light that popped up out of nowhere, and when the water grew absolutely black, the anglerfish shifter appeared to take over the lead.
Davis held her close, and their group moved as one in the darkest portion of the ocean. A change in the energy of the group indicated that they were close to wherever they were going.
Emmy relaxed and let them carry her through the sea, not convinced that this wasn’t a hallucination that was going on for a ridiculously long degree.
She had snapped, and her mind had locked her in this dream. She had no way of knowing how to get free or if the way out was in giving in.
The bodies around her came in close as they entered a cavern, lit by the anglerfish ahead of them. She felt limbs against hers, but the shadows around her were absolute. Davis’s rough skin gave him away, but it could have been anyone next to her.
Their progress slowed until they could only move through one at a time, and the light that streamed from above made Emmy smile.
She reached up, and to her stunned surprise, her hand broke the surface of the water.
She still had water in her lungs and tried to speak, but nothing came out but gurgles. Davis lifted her head above the water and propelled her to the stone bank.
He shifted, stood and held her with her head down, draining her lungs before he removed the necklace.
The moment the necklace was off, she began to cough and throw up water.
The men were leaving the water, one at a time, taking on legs where fins had been. The octopus was the first to approach her, and he smiled. “Welcome to your new home, Emmy.”
Davis made the introductions. “Emmy, this is Triton. Eldest son of Poseidon.”
She didn’t know how to greet him. Wasn’t sure whether to bow or curtsey in her sodden nightgown.
He took the difficulty out of her hands by lifting her up and kissing her, threading his hand through her wet hair and holding her as he tasted her deeply.
His tongue thrust into her mouth and coaxed her into playing with him. When she was leaning up and pressing against him, he pulled back and released her, passing her to the next man over.
Again, Davis made the introductions before she was kissed senseless. Coreon was the anglerfish. His sharp tongue remained in his human form, and he ran his hands over her back, cupping her ass to pull her against him.
She shivered and held onto him until she was pried away and Leson then Arguon and Weson took her mouth.
When they had all greeted her, Triton looked at her belly. “Is it true?”
Davis grinned, and he moved between them to grip the neckline of her sleeping gown. He tore it in half and discarded the pieces.
Apparently, he was the designated stripper.
Her swelling belly was visible with the fabric gone.
Triton smiled and pressed his hand to cover the bump. He closed his eyes and chuckled. “You are doing very well, Emmy. There are two in there.”
She swallowed nervously. “Whose are they?”
He grinned. “We won’t know until you are further along. This home has been crafted for you to keep you in comfort during your pregnancy. As you can’t age while my mother’s necklace is on, you will have to spend your pregnant time here on land.”
She whispered. “Why can’t I remain in the human world?”
“Ah, mistress, we want to continue to enjoy you, even if we have to slow down our attentions.” He grinned. “You are ours, darling.”
She shivered at the intensity in his dark eyes. Hands began to caress her back, ass, arms and breasts. She was urged into the shelter that they had arranged for her. It was an ancient temple styled with a wide bed in the centre. Fruit was piled high in a bowl, a bathing pool was bubbling away, and Davis explained the bathroom arrangement.
When they were all standing near the bed, she was given a light toga that left one breast bare and fell to mid-thigh.
Triton smiled. “You look lovely. I hope you have an uneventful gestation. We have been looking to swell our ranks, but no other woman has managed to survive our attentions.”
She shivered at the memory. “I can’t think of why.”
The group chuckled as one.
Davis
knelt and took her exposed nipple between his lips, sucking carefully to keep her from the deadly edges of his teeth.
Leson pressed his lips to her neck, and Triton was watching, his hand wrapped around the thick column of his cock, moving slowly.
As quickly as the clothing had come on, it was a whisper of fabric at her feet while she was held, stroked, fingers slid into her pussy and then worked into her ass. She panted and her cries echoed off the stone around her.
Every sound she made increased their frenzy. She screamed as she came and whimpered as their fingers continued to drive and twist into her.
Triton’s cock was thick and shades darker than the surrounding skin. He moved his brother’s hand aside and pushed into her opening. A whine of sound rippled out of her as she fought to relax around him. When she had managed to keep her body from going into full revolt, he gripped her hips and pulled her up and down on him in a slow rocking motion. He stood with his legs apart and pumped into her with jolting thrusts.
She was breathing easier as her body adjusted to the sheer girth of him, but when she felt someone coming up behind her and spreading something slick on her ass, she tensed.
Triton groaned, and her rear lover pressed into her, moving slowly and deliberately into her ass. The slight abrasion as he moved into her identified her invader as Davis.
She was too full as they jostled inside her stretched-open pussy and ass. She screamed as a wave of pleasure swept through her, and the sound electrified them into a frenzy of action. One withdrew and the other plunged in, rocking her back and forth with hard jolts.
Emmy’s body reacted to the rough handling, and she teetered on the edge for a moment before Triton grunted and held her tight while Davis jackhammered into her ass until he let out a deep groan, pulled out and came against her lower back.
She collapsed against Triton, and the pressure on her clit had her shivering and twitching around him. She groaned softly, and he held her on him with one hand while he walked with her to the bed. To her nervous anticipation, he lay on his back with her over him. Another cock pressed for entrance, and a third pressed against her lips. She tasted salt and smelled musk as he pushed into her. Her eel lover, Leson, held her head as she sucked at him while one of the others used her ass.
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