Harpy Boyfriend: Lykomedes #2 (complete)

Lykomedes came back, and with him he brought a rush of new and strange feelings. The more I linger on them, the more I feel as if they aren’t so new, more like old ones that have been brought back to the surface. Since that night in the cave, it has been hard for me to bring myself to look at him in the daylight. We often go back to our old ways of squabbling and fighting.

Then when the sun goes down and the waters cool, our heated passions turn into something else. Often times, I am not certain I can control myself around him and I am scared of my own desires. I want him so badly, even when we are bickering. I don’t know what is taking over me or why. I sometimes wish he had never come back. Other times, I wish he had never left.

He follows me when I go hunting now. I suppose he’s afraid of what will happen to me should those vengeful sailors come back. I’ve not bound myself in any more nets as the fear is still there creeping up inside me. Instead, I steal the traps that are full and take them home. I don’t have the stomach to be touched by any of the men either. Thinking about it makes my skin crawl and itch like a rash. I only like it when Lykomedes touches me now, and even that thought scares me. 

One afternoon while I am out hunting, I am shocked to find there is already someone else there. Another merfolk who is ripping the chains from a lobster cage. They turn around and I see it is a man. I have rarely come across other merfolk. Ever since I was swept away by a storm, I haven’t gone far away enough from home to meet another one.

We both stare at one another, a bit shocked. He clutches the lobster cage to himself and points to it. “Was this yours?”

I shake my head. “Would it matter if it was?”

His smile is brilliant and regal. I find myself drawn to him a bit, he’s quite handsome. He’s very lithe and thin with a long, billowing tail that trails behind him like a silk scarf in water. He’s shimmering like the water’s surface, and his eyes are completely black.

We both swim up to the surface where he sets the cage aside. “I was just thinking I was getting hungry,” he smiles, showing off his sharp teeth.

“I have a family to feed.” I’m a bit ambivalent. I’m not sure how to approach him. Like I said, I’ve rarely come across other merfolk over the course of my life with Mother Theona. 

His eyes widen ever so slightly. “Oh! Married woman, are you?”

I scowl and roll my eyes. “No. Just my siblings and my mother.”

“Hmm,” his eyes become distant and he looks around. “I didn’t think these were merfolk waters.”

“They’re not,” I quip. “Aside from you, I’m the only one around here.”

He smiles down at me as he wrenches open the lobster cage. “Is that so?” He takes out one of the lobsters and rips it in half with a crunch. “How is that possible?”

“Long story involving a violent storm and a forgiving Harpy.” I sigh. “Better question is, what are you doing around these parts?”

The merman smirks and licks his lips after taking a gnawing bite from a lobster half. “I’m enjoying my life. I was just passing through, but perhaps I’ll make myself comfortable and stay for a while.”

“You wouldn’t like it here, there is this male Harpy that hangs around and he’s very unpleasant.” I glance up, seeing Lycomedes’ shadow on a rock high above us. I know he’s watching, but I don’t know what he can hear.

“Harpies don’t scare me,” the merman laughs. “By the way, I haven’t caught a name.”

“Haven’t thrown one to be caught,” I giggle. “Mariska,” I then offer.

“Usui.” His lips pucker in the most attractive way as he says his name. “Very nice to meet you, Mariska.” 

“I suppose it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’ll have to figure it out later.” I say with a shrug.

Usui offers me one half of the lobster. “Go ahead, it’s really quite good.”

I take it, letting my fingers brush against his for a moment. I eat beside him, enjoying the company but still unsure about his presence. 

“Mind if I ask you something personal, Mariska?” Usui asks as he slips back into the water from the shore.

I look aside and tilt my head down. “You can ask but that doesn’t guarantee you an answer.”

He laughs and leans towards me. “How does a beautiful woman like you live alone? Certainly by this point in your life, you have desires that can’t be quelled on your own?”

My mind flashes to Lykomedes and his touch, his tongue. I look away for a moment and I suppose Usui takes this as some sort of coy shyness and he places his hand over mine on the rocks. I look into his eyes and shake my head slowly.

“I don’t mind it. I honestly don’t know what it is I would be missing.” I pinch my brow as I look him over. “Why does it matter to you?”

He tilts his head. “Curiosity. Also, I’ve not met a woman quite as lovely as you in such a long time. It makes me feel bad that no one has shown you a proper worshipping.”

I think of Lykomedes again and his long tongue. I swallow back the lump growing in my throat and shrug. “Well, I don’t even know what that is, so-”

“It’s a mating ritual for merfolk,” Usui replies. “The male has to worship his intended properly. He kisses her and pleases her in ways without having to use their reproductive organs.”

I furrow my brow deeper. “You mean like...tongues and fingers?”

“Exactly,” Usui says. “The worshipping can take weeks or months before the woman accepts. Sometimes, the male even continues the worshipping until she is ready.”

“Oh,” I whisper. Isn’t that what Lykomedes has been doing?

Usui slips his fingers under my chin. “Do you mind if I start?”

“Huh?” I gasp. “You mean right now?” I bark.

“Just a kiss, I promise, that’s as far as I will go.” Usui says with a wink. “If you like it, well then, everything is up to you.”

I glance towards the dark shadow on the rocks then look back to Usui. “Ok then, just one.” I close my eyes as Usui tilts my chin up. He places a kiss on my lips that isn’t unpleasant, in fact, it’s very nice. I press a bit closer, hoping to feel more but Usui pulls away.

“Did you enjoy it?” Usui asks with a grin.

“I uhm-” I slip away from his grasp. “I’m sorry. I have to go find food for my family.” I sink into the water and start to swim away. “It was nice meeting you!”

I rush away, swimming down deep where the water is coldest and then popping up near my cave. I exhale and rub my wet hair away from my face. I cup my hand around my mouth, still unsure why I let Usui kiss me. His words ring in my head about the worshipping and everything that Lykomedes has been doing. He was gone for such a long time, I wonder if he learned about that out there. If so, had he come back to perform it on me?

I hear the rustle of wings and, above me, Lykomedes is poised on the rocks. I sit still there for a moment, afraid to move or say anything to him. When I do try to swim into my cave, Lykomedes blocks me and sits on a stone before me.

“Oh, have you been following me?” I can’t look him in the eyes.

Lykomedes’ breath is slow and restrained. His eyes are intense and I can feel him staring at me. I finally look up at him and meet his glare with my own weak one.

“What?” I scoff.

“Who was he?” Lykomedes’ voice is the low rumble of a volcano.

I can’t look away from him now. “Who?”

“Who. Was. He?” He seethes each word slowly.

“I don’t know.” I shake my head. “I’ve never met him before.”

Lykomedes steps closer to me and leans down. “Who was he?”

I swallow back my nerves and shake my head again. “I told you! I don’t know him. I just met him while out hunting. He said his name was Usui.”

Lykomedes picks me up and sets me on a stone so we are at eye level. His hands tighten around my arms and he glares at me. “Why did he kiss you?” His snarls sound like he’s in pain. “Why did you let him?”

“I don’t know,” I gasp.

“Stop saying that!” There is a whine to his voice despite how angry he is trying to sound. “You let him kiss you! I saw it-” his voice breaks. “Why did you let him do that?”

I place my hands on his chest and smooth them up to his neck and face. “I wanted to know,” I whisper. I’m shocked when I feel a wetness on my fingertips.

“Know what?” Lykomedes snaps.

I screw up my courage and push down all my negative thoughts and feelings. I had been trying to fight it all back to save myself from the vulnerability, but now I know there is no possible way to avoid it. 

I huff and grumble to myself before I speak again. “I wanted to know if you were the only person I wanted to kiss.”

His hands slip down my arms.

“Usui was a good kisser too!” I frown. “And he was very attractive. But when I kissed him and when I was even just talking to him, I was thinking about you! Yes, your kisses are a little rough. Sure, you bite a lot. But there is no one in all the oceans I want to kiss more than you. I don’t even think about anyone else that way!” I glare at him and nod my head. “So there. I got my answer and you got yours! You happy, you big baby?” I smoosh his face between my palms, pursing out his lips and mashing his cheeks together. “So kiss me before I slap some sense into you!”

Lykomedes fills the gap between us, he kisses me and I meet each surge of pressure back. I wrap my arms around him, making sure he doesn’t pull away until I’ve had my fill. 

Our lips pop as we finally break and Lykomedes places a soft, gentle kiss to the tip of my nose.

“He tasted weird anyways,” I grumble. “And his tongue was too stubby.”

Lykomedes laughs and kisses me again. “You’re so easy,” he teases. “I got you to confess before I even had to really turn on the water works.”

“Oh sure, you were playing me the whole time,” I scoff. “You’re such a little boy. Someone else plays with your toy and you get all huffy and mad.”

“It’s not a toy I was mad about,” Lykomedes whispers with such tenderness. He brushes my hair from my face and gazes into my eyes. “It was my love.”

I gulp audibly. “You’re what now?”

“Don’t be dumb with me,” Lykomedes huffs. “You heard exactly what I said.”

“Yeah, I just-” My hands slide around his neck and back to his chest. “I never thought you would say it to me like that.”

Lykomedes grins at me. “I love you, you stupid fish.” 

I let out a strained gasp and smile back. “I love you, you stupid bird!”

I wrap my arms around him again and pull him towards me, kissing him desperately as the world around us no longer matters.

“Can I ask you something?” I whisper to him.

“Sure, ask away, but I may not give you an answer,” he teases me.

Oh no, I wonder if he did hear us. “I just-” I clear my throat. “Usui was telling me something, and it made me think of how you treat me.”

Lykomedes wretches and sticks his tongue out. “Him again?”

I place my finger on his lips. “Hush now and let me talk. I haven’t asked my question you may not answer.”

He nips the tip of my finger. “Ok, fine, speak your piece.”

I try to talk again but he coils his tongue around my finger and turns my brain into ocean foam. I drool for a moment before slapping his cheek and making him snap to attention. “Stop it! Pervert!”

“You bring it out in me,” he licks his lips with a sly grin.

“Do you know what worshipping is?” I finally spit out.

His expression is contemplative and stoney. He then smirks again and leans in to me. “You want me to do it again?”

“You have been!” I gasp and shove him. “You learned about worshipping out there and have been doing it to me!”

Lykomedes’ smug and mischievous grin makes me angry and excited all at the same time. “I may have heard a few merfolk gossiping about it one day. What about it?”

“Why didn’t you say anything!” I beat my small fists against his big chest and he grabs hold of my wrists. “I didn’t have any plans to go through with it until that night in the cave. Once I knew it would be received well, that’s when I went ahead and did it. You sealed your own fate.”

“You sealed your own!” I stick my tongue out.

Lykomedes bites my tongue then kisses me, smoothing his hands down my back so I press into his chest. “You’re getting me excited.”

“I haven’t finished hunting yet.” I shove against his chest. “So don’t get excited yet!”

“I took care of it,” he whispers into my ear. “Ma and the kids will have a nice big meal, and you and I can enjoy one another. What do you say?”

I grump at him and continue to push against him. “You’re so greedy. What the heck do you have in mind anyways? What is that dirty bird mind plotting?”

He kisses my cheek and drags his lips against my ear. His tongue swirls there for a moment before he chuckles. “I have some rope just for you.”

My heart leaps up and bursts. I keep my mouth shut but an eager squeak still manages to escape.

“It’s a soft silk rope,” his voice melts into a sensuous purr. “Stole it from a ship some time ago once I learned you were so wicked.”

“Not wicked,” I argue weakly.

“I’m going to tie you up and I’m going to torture you until you beg me to stop.” He bites my neck and I shiver all over. His fingers trace around my nipple and he chuckles. “You can’t hide from me, can you?”

“You’re so gross,” I moan. “Stop talking and actually do something.”

Lykomedes chuckles and eases me back into the water. He flies away, going into the cave. I stay there for a moment, dunking my head under water and taking a deep, deep breath. I let the cold rush through my veins because, right now, I feel engulfed in flames.

I swim into the cave, surfacing to see Lykomedes waiting for me on the sand. I crawl up into his lap and kiss his stomach and chest. “Ok, dumb bird, where is this supposed rope at?”

Lykomedes grins and kisses me. “You’re really into this, aren’t you?” He grabs me up and shows me the rope. It’s shiny and a brilliant scarlet color. He takes my hands and ties them together in front of me.

I wiggle in excitement and I am quickly becoming aroused. “That it?” I taunt him.

“Not quite, my love,” he whispers into my ear.  He picks me up and sets me on a rock. He then lifts my bound hands above my head and attaches the rope to a sharp rock on the wall. Taking the ropes, he starts binding them around my body, wrapping me up in beautiful knots and tight bands along my chest and torso. They squeeze my breasts and hug my hips, eventually stopping just below my slit. 

I’m breathing heavy, excited by the feel of the ropes all over my body. They’re tight but comfortable, and the knots rub into me in a tantalizing way.

“You’re enjoying yourself too much.” Lykomedes grabs me and pulls my tail out so it’s between his legs. He then lays his growing cock on my slit, rubbing against it ever so slowly. I whimper and strain my arms, but he has them tied from wrist to elbow. 

“How’d you learn to do this?” I grunt.

“Shh,” he whispers. His finger presses against my lips. “Let me enjoy you like this for a moment longer.”

His cock feels so hot against me, I can barely stand it. I gaze up at him with longing, wanting to feel him then and there, but he knows the right way to treat me. He knows what I need more than what I want. 

“You like it, right?” Lykomedes pants. “You like what I’m doing to you?”

I nod and moan out. “Yes. Oh god, yes.”

Lykomedes grins. “If you ever feel uncomfortable, I’ll fix it.” He kisses me and I gasp. His cock slips so easily inside me. He feels so big and he goes so deep all at once. What I wouldn’t give to claw my hands down his back, but being tied up adds more excitement to it.

“Fuck,” Lykomedes pulls back and looks down, seeing himself completely inside me. His smug smile returns and he uses his fingers to open my slit more. “Such a good girl.”

I surge around him, feeling my inner lips grab him and suction him. His jaw suddenly drops and his tongue hangs out. I whimper and push my hips forward. My insides squirm and twist around him, making his expression melt more and more.

“Do I feel good?” I pant. “Tell me. Tell me.” I don’t know why I sound so pathetic, but I like it.

“If you don’t stop, I’ll cum.” He digs his fingers into my hips. “You awful little vixen.”

I giggle and thrust my hips again. “I want it.”

Lykomedes kisses me, pushing his tongue down my throat. He ruts inside me, going deeper, and my cum spurts from inside and along his belly. I moan into his mouth and the ropes grow tighter. I’m writhing beneath him, never having felt so good in my entire life. 

I am then filled with a molten hot core. Lykomedes snarls and pants, strained and agonized over his own orgasm. I whimper and coo, touching my belly where I feel his heat the most. I lick my lips as he pulls out. Pearls of his seed bubble at the entrance, but I want to keep them all inside me. I squeeze tight and tremble as a powerful shock flows through me.

“You done already?” I wheeze. “I’m all tied up, what’s your excuse?”

Lykomedes cups his hand around my mouth. “You’re terrible, you know this, right?”

I nod my head and kiss his palm. 

Lykomedes dips down, nuzzling his cheek to my scales before he pushes his tongue inside me. I cry out and clamp around his tongue inside. It slithers deeper and his dark eyes fixate on me from below. He snarls and slurps, gulping me down as I gush more for him.

A moment later, he rises, hard again. He slips back inside me and glares at me, his chin still slick and shiny from my nectar. “Stay still,” he commands.

I gaze up at him, awed and so terribly enamored. But it is hard to stay still, especially when he pulls from me something so deep and powerful. I am rocked to my core and can no longer contain my movements. I am filled with him from tip to fin. He pushes aftershocks from me, making me spasm and cry out until every drop is spilt.

He takes me down from the wall and lays me into the cool water. Breathing heavy, I lay into his body as he relaxes beside me. He unties my arms and I hold fast to him. I kiss his chest all over.

“Are you ok?” He whispers after a spell. “You’re not sore or anything, are you?”

I raise my arms and look over the indentations left by the rope. “I feel wonderful,” I purr. “I never expected such a thing from you.” I smile up at him and run my hands down the knots and ropes still on my body. “You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you?”

Lykomedes scoffs. “Just tell me if anything hurts or not.”

I shake my head. “I like how it all feels.” I nuzzle to his stomach. “I like how you feel.” I reach down to my slit, feeling a slickness there from my own cum. “I like how all of you feels.”

His cheeks are dark and his expression is painfully precious. “Yes, well,” he clears his throat. “I hope my intentions are clear.”

“They’re more white than clear.” I smirk as I look at the cream on my finger tips.

“Mariska!” Lykomedes snaps.

I giggle, licking my fingertips clean. “Your intentions are crystal.” I lay against him and rest my head down. “I know everything you feel and do is genuine. I hope mine have come across the same way.”

Lykomedes sighs and relaxes. “They do,” he murmurs. 

After a while, he removes the ropes from my body. I miss them but I know he will treat me to the same pleasure again very soon. 

I kiss his cheek and lay back down with him, resting on his chest and listening to the pulsing of his heart. “I love you,” I whisper to him as I start to drift into slumber. “You stupid bird.”

“I love you too,” Lykomedes kisses the top of my head. “You stupid fish.”

I smile and curl up beside him on the beach as his wings wrap around me.