Nokken Boyfriend: Pascal (special preview)

For a long time I let things slide, I let things that bothered me be forgiven, I took annoyances with a grain of salt. I wanted to be friendly, to be kind, but I let people get the best of me and it soon became too much for me to bear. I may have snapped, and afterwards I left home. I needed to get away and be by myself for a while. 

I finally found a place that made me feel at home. The lake was beautiful, large and crystal clear with so many lilies over the surface it looked like a dream. I could step into the waters and feel myself vibrate all over. The waters made me feel safe, made me feel  had chosen the right place to be. 

I had started to make it my home there when I realized I wasn’t the only one who the lake called to. Deep under the surface, lurking in the shadows and muck of the lake, there was another creature who was vicious and cruel. He too resided in the lake, more than that he felt he owned it. Once he learned I was there, he was having none of it.

The Nokken revealed himself to me one evening, appearing near the edge of the lake. He looked beautiful, taking on the shape of a naked man. He knew the right thing to lure a Naiad like me, and I fell for it. He had soft pale skin, and long white hair that cascaded down his perfect body. I was lured in easily, attracted and bewitched by this nude beauty. He held his arms open to me and I fell into them, giving him kisses until he bit me.

He began laughing and as I stepped away he shifted, turning into his true form before my very eyes.  He became nearly white and his long hair flowed around him like he was still under water. His limbs became long and thin while his chest and shoulders broadened. His eyes slanted, turning pitch black while his mouth grew jagged and frightening. There were fin like ridges down the backs of her arms and legs, a spiky spines going down his back. He stood over me, standing quite tall. He was a Nokken. 

My mother had warned me about them, how they lured people to the edges of the lakes and dragged them under. Sometimes they played the violin so beautifully that even nymphs and naiads like us were tricked by their treachery. 

“Go on home little naiad, fuck off from here,” he sneered with absolute glee.

I was ready to turn and run then, but then I remembered the whole reason I came here. I was done being bossed around and tossed about. I stood my ground and scowled up at him. “This lake is big enough for us both! I don’t ask for much, I just want this corner.”

His scowl became much worse. “I didn’t ask. I told. Neigh, I commanded.”

I cross my arms defiantly and stand my ground. “You can’t own this lake, nor can you command me, Nokken. You should consider yourself lucky a naiad of my caliber even wants to bless this lake!”

His eyes widened while his lip curled up over his horrible teeth. “A naiad like you? And what exactly is that?” He snapped down to hiss in my face. “Are you some elder? Some legendary pussy?”

I reach up and slapped him without hesitation. “You’ll never know!”

He started laughing, throwing his arms and shoulders back while the guffaws rang from deep within his chest. “Mark my words, little naiad, you will not make a home here long. I will see to it myself. I will see you gone from my lake. Good luck trying to find a human who will be foolish enough to come to you now when you need a warm bed.” He licks his chops with a bright red tongue. “I’ll see to it you either leave or beg for me to end your misery.”

“And I’ll see to it you’ll be begging me for my legendary pussy!” I hated myself for saying that, but I honestly couldn’t think of a better retort at the time. I was agitated, a little scared, and horribly put off by his comments.

I tried to avoid him as best I could, but one afternoon I was picking some of the lilies when he dragged me under the water. After a mild struggle he shoved me back on land and collected the plucked lilies.