Forced

by Daniella Wright

  Nixie looked at me, her eyes blazing with desire as she placed her arms around my neck, pulling me closer. “You’ve been gone so long, my love. I’ve missed you…” She whispered into my ear, her voice soft and seductive. I felt lightheaded as blood rushed from my head to my dick, making it swell. My tip was now engorged, nearly purple with excitement. God, I wanted her so bad. “I’ve always wanted you… I still do.” With her last word, her small, sharp teeth sunk into the side of my neck, sucking on it slightly as her tongue teased my flesh, making me shiver.

  Her nimble fingers ran down my chest to my stomach, outlining my chiseled midsection before finally making their way to my cock. The moment I felt her soft hand wrapping around my hardening shaft, I felt like I would explode. She giggled, obviously aware of how much she was turning me on. Her eyes sparkled even more as she started to jerk me off, squeezing me as tightly as she could.

  Her movements were rhythmic, driving me crazy. I wanted her to go faster and send me over the edge, but she never did. Instead, she stopped whenever I was close to release. “Nixie… please… I can’t stand this much longer.” I pleaded with her, eager to be overcome with pleasure.

  “Patience…” She assured me, her hands reaching down to fondle my balls, leaving my dick wanting more. I groaned, thrusting into the open space between us. I wanted to take her in that very moment, to rest my hands on her hips and dive deep into her wet folds, but her alluring gaze had left me completely paralyzed.

  Her tongue slowly moved over her full pink lips as she looked at me before she kneeled down, her small hands slowly spreading my thighs. Gingerly, she left a trail of kisses along my skin, bringing me to new heights of desire. “Nixie… you’re going to drive me insane!” I exclaimed, watching as she continued to tease me, moving her body seductively. Her hips swayed side to side and her ass was high in the air before she finally wrapped her plump lips around my eager cock.

  A loud moan escaped my lips as I bucked my hips forward, hoping to slide down her throat, but she moved away in that moment, the drop of pre-cum that had gathered on my cock, now on the tip of her tongue. Naughtily, she swallowed it, closing her eyes as if it was the sweetest thing she had ever tasted. “Mmm… delicious.” She mused. Suddenly, there was a look of carnal hunger painted on her face.

  Seconds later, her hands were on my thighs, her fingernails digging into my flesh as her hot mouth traveled up and down my considerable length, taking in every inch of me. Her tongue was working overtime, moving along the base of my throbbing cock. I could already feel a tightening in my balls as she continued to tease me expertly.

  Just when I was about to cum, she would pull away, teasing my tip, letting her tongue run along the underside. Occasionally, she would flick across my tiny hole, as if her tongue could slither inside. I moaned, my voice now hoarse from the amount of times I had screamed her name in pleasure.

  I had no idea when she would finally grant me sweet release, but I could only hope that it would happen soon. Already, I was feeling dizzy from the amount of pleasure that surged through my body. Every nerve felt hypersensitive. Her every touch felt like fireworks under my skin, ready to push me over the edge.

  Eventually, to my dismay, she pulled away completely, looking up at me with those big eyes of hers. There was an angelic glow radiating from her face that made me weak in the knees. “What’s wrong?” She asked, her fingers tightening around my aching balls.

  “Please… Nixie… you have to let me cum… if you don’t, I’ll lose my mind.” I begged my voice nothing more than a ragged breath. “All this teasing… it’s driving me insane. You’re too sexy for the mortal world.”

  She giggled knowingly. “Is that so?” She asked, running her fingers over my length, my tip now between her fingers. She rolled it slowly, making me groan in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

  “Nixie… I beg of you!” I screamed, throwing my head back, my heart racing. My body was covered with a thin layer of sweat and my vision was starting to blur. “Please…”

  “As you wish, my Lord.” She said sweetly, her lips puckered. She left a little kiss on my tip before she opened up her lips once again, this time into a perfect ‘o’ shape, taking me into her hot mouth. I shuddered as she started to bob her head up and down, bringing me to a state of euphoria. This time, my fingers tightened around her silver hair, holding her head around my base for a moment, her nose pressed against me as I felt the tightness of her throat as she tried to breathe around me. I groaned loudly, bucking my hips, face-fucking her until I couldn’t hold back any longer. I screamed out her name, my eyes rolling into the back of my head and my toes curling.

  In an explosion of pleasure, I came harder than I ever had before. I felt it slide down her throat before it welled up around her cheeks until she couldn’t hold it anymore. My cum slipped through her lips and started dripping down onto her chest. Slowly, I pulled my cock away, panting for breath. Nixie looked at me like the little nymph she was, licking her lips and swallowing every drop. God, she was sexy.

  Chapter 8

  Eventually, I woke up from my delirium-induced dream. Apparently, I was in the hospital, being treated for my allergic reaction. I frowned, realizing that my time with Nixie had been nothing more than a figment of my imagination.

  “You’re awake!” Nixie’s soft voice broke me out of my heartbroken state. I woke up, staring at her as if she were some sort of apparition.

  “What… what are you doing here?” I asked her, a little unsure.

  “When you passed out… I was so scared. I thought something had happened to you and then you started to swell up like a balloon. I couldn’t simply abandon you, could I? So I came with you to the hospital.”

  “What time is it?” I asked, feeling disoriented.

  “It’s about ten in the morning.”

  “You stayed all night?” I asked in surprise.

  “No, I went home, but came back about two hours ago.” She explained, her cheeks turning pink. “I hope you don’t mind…”

  “Are you kidding? I’m glad you’re here…” Hesitantly, I reached forward, grabbing her hand. I allowed my thumb to caress her skin. “I’m sorry about my actions at the restaurant. I didn’t mean to snap at you like that. I wasn’t myself.” I looked at her, hoping she would believe my lame excuse. “I hope that we can forget about it and start anew?” I asked her, looking hopeful.

  She nibbled at her bottom lip, looking unsure. “I don’t know…” She whispered.

  “I promise, I’ll behave myself from now on. I have a house by the beach. Nothing fancy. Just this weekend, Saturday maybe. You can come over and I’ll open up a bottle of wine. Completely platonic.” Even though this wasn’t true I still had to find some way to convince her.

  “You promise?”

  I nodded. “Sailor’s promise.”

  She gave me a quizzical look before her features softened. “Okay. This Saturday.” With that, she kissed the top of my head before leaving the room.

  ***

  I made sure everything was perfect before she arrived. On the balcony, I had already set up a small table with glasses, wine, cheese, and other refreshments. Soft, romantic music was playing. The heat lamps were on, creating the perfect atmosphere. Everything looked great. All I had to do now, was wait. And that was always the hardest part.

  The minutes seemed to drag on until finally, the doorbell rang. I rushed over to answer the door, looking myself over in the mirror one last time. I rolled my broad shoulders, easing the tension that had settled there. I took a deep breath, trying to relax. Eventually, I opened the door.

  Nixie was standing there with her silver hair, this time styled in bouncy beach curls. She had silver-themed makeup on to match her hair and it suited her quite well. Her dress was a shimmering blue that made her look like a mermaid. I gulped down my sudden feelings of arousal before holding out my hand. “Right this way, lovely lady.”

  She followed me, the sound of her heels clicking against the marble floo
rs, accompanying us. I could almost feel her eyes take in the features of my lavish home. There was surely a look of astonishment on her face. She had never imagined a house so big. I grinned, bringing her up the spiral staircase to the second floor. We cut through my bedroom to the balcony. For a moment, her eyes rested on my four-poster bed.

  “Here we are,” I said, guiding her onto the moonlit balcony.

  “Wow. This is beautiful.” She said with a gasp, looking out at the seaside view.

  “Not as beautiful as you…” I whispered, coming up behind her, placing my hands on her hips. She jumped, turning around. Our faces came together, our breaths fusing into one. My lips nearly brushed against hers before I pulled away, knowing a kiss would surely scare her away. “There’s something I want you to see…”

  Nixie tilted her head to the side, her hair bouncing off her shoulders. “What is it?” She asked, her voice barely a whisper. I reached into my pocket, pulling out the golden ring my nymph had given me two hundred years ago. Her eyes grew big, nearly popping out of their sockets. “You can’t mean… We only just met… this is insane…”

  “No. Don’t be silly, I’m not trying to propose to you,” I answered with a heavy heart. Even at the sight of the golden band, she could not remember me. I wondered if she would ever remember or if her memories were forever lost. “But I do want you to try and remember something for me, even if it sounds completely crazy, okay?” Nixie didn’t say a word. Her eyes were still glued to the ring in disbelief. “Okay?”

  Finally, she nodded. “Okay.”

  I took a deep breath, knowing I had a lengthy tale to tell. “Two hundred years ago, I used to be a pirate. I was known as Slade of the Seven Seas. I journeyed to every corner of the Earth, but in the end, I always came back to you.” I paused, refilling my lungs with air. “You were an Oceanid, a water nymph that presided over the Caribbean Sea. When I was young, you saved me from drowning and I never forgot this act of kindness you did for me. Soon, I fell in love with you. I wanted to marry you, but as an Oceanid, I could only marry you if I held a royal title and alas, I was just a common pirate.” At this point, Nixie seemed mesmerized by my story and she seemed to have no intention of stopping me so I continued.

  “So I planned to kill Atlas, King of the Pirates. And I even managed to do so, but only after he dealt me a fatal blow. I fell into the water and the last thing I remember was you holding me in your arms. You slid this ring on my finger and told me that you would wander the Earth in your human form until you found me. Well, here I am. Now please, remember me.”

  Chapter 9

  As if by magic, a sense of understanding washed over her eyes. Tears formed as she blinked, looking like diamonds had crystallized in the corners of her eyes. I gently wiped them away. “Please don’t cry…” I whispered, holding her tight, letting her head rest on my chest. I didn’t know if she remembered me or not, but one thing was certain, the feeling of her body pressed against mine was the best feeling in the world. I held her tight, vowing never to let her go.

  “I can’t believe I had forgotten you. For so many years, I’ve wandered this land, passing from one life to the next, looking for you.” Her voice was choked with tears, her slender arms wrapping around my waist. “This time, I convinced myself you were nothing more than a dream… now I realize the fool that I’ve been.”

  I ran my hands up down her back in a soothing motion. “It’s okay…” I kissed the top of her head, smelling the scent of saltwater floating from her person to my nostrils. “All that matters is that I have found you and that you remember me once more.” I pulled her away, holding her at arm’s length so I could peer into her eyes.

  “How did you survive for so long?” She asked.

  I chuckled. “You know, it wasn’t easy. After you put that ring on my finger, I washed up in a place called Jamaica. Everyone looked at me like I was some sort of a monster. I couldn’t speak their language and had nothing to trade so I had to work myself up to a small fortune. I worked day and night before I could buy myself passage to budding New England where I made a name for myself, starting up a bank and loaning money to all the people who thought they should move to the Frontier. Then, I eventually joined them, assuming a new identity and becoming a gold miner. And that’s when I really struck it rich. From that point on, I kept investing my money, letting it accumulate until the moment I found you.” I explained, pulling her toward the lounge chairs. I sat her on my lap, my hand on her thigh, resting there gently.

  She blushed, looking at it, but didn’t bother to push it away. “I’m sorry you had to go through all of that…”

  “But there’s one thing I could never understand…” I said, brushing the hair out of her face.

  “What’s that?” She asked, resting her head on my chest, seemingly listening to my heartbeat.

  “How did you make me immortal? For a time, I thought the ring was magical, but even when I took it off, I never aged.” I looked away from her and into the distance. “It became too painful a reminder of what I no longer had. Yet, I never dared to sell it off like all my other treasures. I always made sure to keep it safe.” I told her, my voice clear-cut and confident. “Sometimes I was discouraged, but I never completely lost the hope that I’d find you in the end.”

  Nixie smiled brightly, wrapping her arms around me and burrowing her face into my neck. “I’m so glad you found me, Slade.” She whispered into my ear, her lips brushing against my skin, sending a shiver down my spine.

  I held her tight, smiling to myself. In that moment, I was the happiest man alive.

  “But…” She spoke up, breaking the peaceful silence that had settled around us, cloaking us like a blanket. “I… I can’t break the curse.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I mean that when you were dying… I threw off my golden armbands, the source of my powers into the sea, as an offering to Poseidon. He granted you immortality, but in turn, I lost all my abilities.” She said, remembering clearly. “Without them, I’ll grow old in this body and reincarnate into someone else, forgetting you once again.”

  My lips contorted with disappointment. Had I come so far to find her, just to lose her again the moment this body failed? My heart throbbed just thinking about it. No, I couldn’t bear to lose her again.

  “So you can’t do any magic?”

  “I don’t think so.”

  “Can you at least try?” She nodded and closed her eyes, looking like she was in some sort of a trance. I stared at her, looking for some kind of sign that it was working, but all I heard was the soft sound of the ocean, lapping against the shore.

  “It won’t work. I’m no longer in tune with Poseidon’s domain…” She frowned, the disappointment apparent on her face.

  “Is there nothing else we can do?”

  “There is one thing we can try… but it’s rather risky.”

  “I don’t care. I’m willing to do anything to be with you. Just say the word.” I took her hands into mine and stared into her eyes, waiting for her response.

  “We could ask…” She once again hesitated, as if afraid to finish her sentence.

  “Nixie. Please. You have to tell me.” I pulled her closer, the tips of our noses touching. “Please,” I begged her.

  “We can ask Poseidon. If he’s benevolent, he’ll return my armbands and everything will be as it once was.”

  My heart sank. Poseidon? Would I really go so low as to ask my own enemy for help? Would he really help me be with the woman he was supposed to marry two hundred years ago? I looked at her, but I knew there was no other choice.

  Chapter 10

  Nixie was wearing one of my leather jackets, wrapped around her tiny frame. The wind was cruel by the seaside. The water seemed almost angry. It was the color of cold steel. “Are you sure this will work?”

  “Not at all,” Nixie said, holding some scissors in her hand. I watched her as she cut off a snippet of her hair, letting it fall into the water like an offering. The wat
ers quickly snatched it up, dragging it into their depths. I watched the strands of hair disappear and waited for a moment, but nothing happened. I was just about to ask her to go back inside when the wind suddenly stopped.

  The water’s surface became glassy, showing us a perfect image of ourselves, only from two hundred years ago. On my head was a red bandana, keeping my long black hair out of my eyes. Nixie’s hair was wild and free, adorned with tiny shells. On her head was a crown. I stared at the image in disbelief, wondering whether this was all some sort of hallucination.