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endings came together.
    Sounds started coming out of me that would never have come out of my mouth before: moans, gasps, groans, keening sounds. I wasn’t sure if he was killing me or giving me pleasure. When my first orgasm finally swept over me, I thought I had died for a minute.
    I rode the feeling as I would have ridden the back of a dolphin over the waves. I would never get tired of this or anything he did that would make these sensations happen. I felt like an addict, and I’d only had the first hit. I became lost for a moment thinking of what he could turn me into with this much pent-up desire in me. What would I do to feel this feeling?
    Anything.
    “My naughty little sea nymph,” he whispered against my skin.
    “I’m not a sea nymph anymore,” I said, coming back to myself, remembering the awful finality of what I’d done, what I’d allowed myself to feel with him. I started crying again.
    Kyros shut the water off and carried me back to the bedroom. He wrapped a towel around me and laid me on the bed. His pace was leisurely. He had all the time in the world now.
    He was hard again, and I knew exactly where he wanted to put his cock. A sticky kind of wetness flowed out between my legs. I would have been disgusted by it, but Kyros seemed intrigued and pleased.
    “Tell me you love me, Nerina.”
    I was taken aback by the request. Is this how it worked for humans? I’d always been intrigued by the concept of love. I’d heard about it, but it’s not an emotion my kind can feel. We just aren’t made that way. All of our emotions are more muted. More steady. We don’t experience a lot of extremes, and love is an extreme.
    But I’d been with this man long enough to know that all he wanted from me was my surrender, and although I didn’t feel the feeling, I wanted to give him what would make him happy. So maybe it wasn’t all a lie when the words passed through my lips.
    “I love you, Master.” The utterance tasted like dark chocolate on my tongue, warm, inviting. Sinful, decadent. Words I wished were truer. I’m not sure if he cared that they weren’t true. He only wanted my obedience. He wanted to wring the words from my mouth every day until they hypnotized my mind into submission.
    “Touch yourself,” he said. “Rub your lovely little clit for me.”
    I played naïve for about five seconds, the time it took for him to take my hand and move it between my legs. There was an undeniable exercise of his rights over me in that moment as he watched me explore myself for the first time.
    Probably other women have this moment privately. After all, they have years before they reach adulthood to discover what is what beneath their waist. Still, there was a part of me that was glad Kyros was there to watch. It was new and scary, and I didn’t want to be alone.
    My fingers skimmed along the folds of skin, finding the new wetness strange and intriguing. I shuddered as I touched the little bit of skin Kyros had focused his attention on only minutes before under the water.
    “Come again, Nerina.”
    I knew from the heat in my cheeks that they were red. I wasn’t sure why. It had to be this new association of nudity with sex. Now I couldn’t separate the two. I couldn’t think of one without the other. There were no naked male or female forms in my head anymore that weren’t fucking. Even merfolk, in my mind’s eye, would now sinuously rub against one another, somehow replicating the pleasure my fingers were delivering at an increasing pace.
    I spread my legs wider for no other reason than to give Kyros a better view. I don’t know where that initiative came from. He smiled at me and the heat in my cheeks took flight and traveled down the length of my body. Then everything lit up and exploded. I arched off the bed, then dropped in a blissful heap, no doubt with a dopey grin on my face.
    It was at this moment that Kyros chose to take me. I was floating in the feel-good haze, but not enough that it didn’t