Cresting Tide by Brenda Cothern Read Free Book Online

indicate his desire for the elf not to leave.
    Cuke tilted his head as he watched his human return to the shore with the fish. He continued to watch his human make the light brighter by where he slept, and then pierce the fish on a long rod before placing it into the light. Cuke observed his human's behavior with interest as the sun rose higher into the sky. Eventually, his human lifted the rod from the light and returned to stand before him in the sea. The fish smelled strange to Cuke and he watched as his human took pieces of white meat between his fingers and ate them. When his man held a piece of the white meat to Cuke's lips, he hesitatingly opened his mouth. The meat was warm and felt more solid on his tongue but the flavor was muted, blander, than he was used to. However, the fish was still recognizable to his pallet. Cuke took several more bits of the fish as his lover offered them but he made sure his human ate the majority of the meal.
    Once the fish was down to nothing more than ragged skin and bone, Peter spoke again. "Wait here," he said and made the same gesture as earlier before turning back toward the beach with the fish carcass in hand.
    Cuke once more watched his man return to the light and throw the remains of the fish within before picking up something from the land and returning to him in the sea.
    Peter held out one of the two star fruits he brought with him and was rewarded with the elf's smile. The smile that was filled with razor sharp teeth that should have caused fear only caused joy in Peter when his elf accepted the fruit.
    They stood less than an arm's length apart as they ate their fruit and once finished, Peter closed the distance between them. Cuke ran his clawed hand over his man's smooth skin and marveled at the contrast between them. The color and texture were different from his. When his man stepped closer and leaned in to taste his neck, all Cuke could do was tilt his head to the side and try not to dig his claws into the flesh beneath them.
    "You were in my dreams," Peter whispered as he licked and sucked along the silky scales. The tang of sea salt combined with the taste of the elf only heightened his desire. He trailed his hands along the dorsal ridge and was rewarded by his elf pressing his arousal more firmly against his own. Peter wanted to be inside his elf, wanted to sink into the depths and let the pleasure he knew he would find drown him.
    Cuke moaned under his human's touch and pressed himself against the smooth hard body before him, resisting the urge to sink his claws into the soft flesh. One hand crept up to grasp the sandy blond locks that fell from the head now buried into his neck while his other hand pulled their hips even closer. As their hardness ground against each other, Cuke tightened his grip on his man.
    Peter's head shot away from the elf's neck and a gasp escaped his lips when his elf pushed off the seabed and wrapped his legs around his waist. The elf was weightless as he floated gently on the tide.
    Cuke had no thought but to feel his human inside of him. His hand brushed against his own hardness as he gripped his lover and he froze in his movement as both of their cocks rubbed together.
    "Please," Cuke begged his man and felt his human slide his hands down to his ass.
    Peter hissed when he felt the sea elf grasp him but it did not still his hands. He stroked up both sides of the dorsal ridge under his fingers before running his hands over the firm muscles of the elf's ass. His fingers trailed down the crease until they met at the tight ring of muscle and he began to trace circles around the entrance he so desperately wanted to feel around himself.
    Cuke pushed back into the fingers that were exploring him at the same time that he stroked upward on his human's shaft. His head fell forward to rest on his man's neck and a sound escaped his lips when he felt himself breeched. The sensation sent tremors of pleasure through him and all he could do was push back