His smirk morphed into a feral grin as he drove the tip of his cock inside me smoothly.

I gasped at the insane, burning stretch of him.

Maybe I was right before.

Maybe he wouldn’t fit.

His electric magic pulsed through my thighs, and the pain vanished entirely.

He sank in deeper.

I was panting as I dug my heels into his muscular ass a little harder. He lifted me higher, changing the angle and easing his entry.

And finally, he filled me entirely.

The world spun.

My body ached and burned and throbbed.

Triton was everywhere.

He was everything.

He was mine.

The magic pulsating between us was fierce, shaking the chair we occupied and the wooden platform beneath us. Waves slapped the deck as magic emanated from Triton. From us.

“You’re so fucking tight, Sweetheart. You feel amazing. Are you okay?” Triton’s gaze burned into me. When I met his eyes, I realized he was waiting for me. Waiting to hear I was alright so he could move again.

“I’m perfect. Evve tah, right?”

His wicked grin returned. “Yes, Sweetheart. Evve tah.”

“For the record, I still don’t think you’d fit without your magic.”

He laughed, pulling out and thrusting in again, slow and shallow. When he’d watched my responses long enough to see that I was okay, he moved a little faster and harder.

My hand went to my clit, but Triton’s fingers beat me to it. He circled it slowly while he filled me over and over again, taking me closer and closer to the edge with every thrust.

Our gazes were still locked as I finally found that edge and shattered with a loud cry of pleasure.

He snarled, coming with me.

The furniture shook more violently.

The crash of the waves grew louder and rougher.

The magic that had gathered between us swelled—then burst.

I climaxed again, more intensely than before. My nails dug into Triton’s skin as I came down from the high, holding on to him for dear life.

We had just sealed the mate bond, but we still knew almost nothing about each other.

Our gazes were still locked a few minutes later as Rayna’s voice entered our minds at the same time.

“The selkies are on our doorstep. Come up here as fast as you can.”

“Fuck,” Triton growled, grabbing me off the chair and hauling me into his arms. I gasped out a curse of my own as his gigantic erection slid free.

He grabbed our clothes off the floor, dressing himself smoothly with one hand before tugging my skirt up my legs and over my ass.

“I can get myself dressed,” I protested weakly.