Chapter 205: Gotta Compare (+18)

"Yohoo, fight, fight, fight!" Xana’s excited voice woke everyone up, or at least those who were still sleeping.

Adela had gotten up early, and Thalassa, though awake, was too embarrassed to get out of bed, especially with Xana pestering her.

A loud yawn was heard, and the two women stared at each other for a moment—one clearly ready to keep going, the other trying to figure out how to stop her.

It wouldn’t be necessary, though, because the man who was "sleeping" suddenly grabbed the werewolf woman’s tail, yanking her back onto the bed and silencing her for a second.

"Angh~ owner!"

"Be quiet for a moment, Xana," his rough voice said.

But there was no way she would give up that easily. The moment her tail was released, she moved with feline agility and straddled him.

"Owner~ Xana wants to fight together with Thalassi..."

Cassian opened his eyes at that moment, fixing them on the blue-haired woman beside him, and smiled shamelessly.

But when he saw that she wasn’t moving, his smile grew wider.

"Mmm," he let out while thinking. He leaned in close to Xana’s ear and whispered something.

The werewolf woman got up with a happy expression and left the room in a matter of moments.

Thalassa watched Xana leave in confusion, but when she felt an arm around her waist pulling her into an embrace, she let out a sharp cry of surprise.

She looked up at the man who had pulled her close, embarrassed, and stammered:

"Wh-at?"

"Xana decided to give us some time alone," he whispered in her ear.

Thalassa still didn’t understand, but when his hand began to roam her body in a way that sparked a strange reaction in her, it didn’t take long for her to comprehend.

The hand was already under her shirt, cold and sure fingers tracing her waist.

"The bet," he said, voice rough and without embellishment. "You lost. I gave you another chance, you didn’t take it. I gave you time. The clock already marked the end of it."

He didn’t wait for a reply.

He rolled her onto the bed, stripped her with practical movements, and settled between her legs.

Thalassa trembled, cheeks burning, but she didn’t pull away.

He ran his hands over her body with deliberate calm: fingers tracing the curve of her waist, rising to her breasts and pinching the already hard nipples, tugging a little.

She tried to hold back, but he continued, sliding down her stomach, brushing the inner thighs and pressing exactly where she was most sensitive, drawing a sharp moan from her.

"Ah..." Thalassa didn’t understand anything, and his voice stole her attention.

"Calm down a little," he murmured, voice dry. "First time. I know. I’m not going to break you... yet."

A thick finger slid between her swollen lips, found her clit, and began rubbing it in slow, firm circles.

At the same time, his other hand squeezed one breast, the thumb brushing the nipple again and again while sending currents of energy into her body to overwhelm her.

Thalassa arched, flushed.

When he pushed that same finger into her tight entrance and curled it against the sensitive spot inside, she came with a choked moan, her body shaking.

Cassian sat up, wiped his fingers on the sheets, and looked at her with that half-cynical smile.

"Now the tail. I want to see it. I told you I’d fuck you in it."

Thalassa closed her eyes and hesitated for several seconds, but the change was quick: iridescent blue scales raced from her waist downward, her legs fused into a long mermaid tail that stretched across the sheets.

At the base, a wet, narrow slit opened, more slippery than before.

Cassian ran a hand over the scales, feeling how they parted under his fingers.

He stared at the wet slit a second longer than usual, one eyebrow slightly raised.

"So you do have a cunt in this form..." he muttered, more to himself than to her. "Curious. It’s not that different..."

He lined up so the head of his cock brushed that slit and felt how it seemed to want to suck him in the moment he sank a little deeper. Not wanting to wait any longer, he pushed his cock against the entrance.

Thalassa tensed, a sharp sound escaping her when he began to enter, slowly.

"Breathe. Now I wonder if it would be different in your human form." He pushed deeper, centimeter by centimeter, until he was fully inside.

The tail twisted around his waist, the cold, slippery scales tightening around him.

When that part finally relaxed, he began to move.

First with short, controlled thrusts, paying attention to the way the inner walls clenched around him and how the slit sucked him with every withdrawal.

Then deeper, faster.

Every time the tail squeezed, Cassian let out a low grunt and pushed harder.

With cynical curiosity he watched his cock disappear between the scales and how Thalassa’s body reacted.

When she came again, clenching hard around him, Cassian sped up the pace without mercy.

He kept her like that until he came as well, deep, with a dry gasp and one final thrust that left her trembling beneath him.

He pulled out of the hole slowly and, ignoring the tired but ecstatic expression of the woman underneath, ordered:

"Change back," he said, voice rough. "If you’re going to lose your virginity, make it complete."

She looked at him with clouded eyes, without strength, but the mermaid tail began to disappear, returning to the legs of her human form.

The moment Thalassa’s legs fully appeared, he spread them wider and settled between them again.

His cock, still half-hard and glistening with his own cum and her fluids, brushed the human entrance.

"Looks like you’re really still a virgin in this form," he smiled with amusement, but seeing she didn’t seem fully focused, he decided to stop for a moment.

He brought his face close to hers.

Thalassa looked at him, confused.

He gave her a lopsided smile and lowered his face to her neck, sucking and leaving kisses that sent shivers of pleasure through her entire body.

Thalassa let out a weak moan, hands trembling on the sheets.

She was sensitive, far too sensitive after coming twice, but there was nothing she could do.

After losing the bet, and especially after the visit to Mireya, she knew she wanted this, even if she never thought it would feel like this...

It was too much.

He felt she was ready and pushed with deliberate calm, feeling the hymen give way again but different.

When the head pushed all the way through, she arched her back and bit her lower lip in embarrassment.

"Mmm, I’ll have to do it again in your mermaid form..." he murmured, and in a rough voice added, "Gotta compare."

She looked at him, terrified. Although the whole experience was better than she wanted to admit, she couldn’t take much more, not to mention there were still things to do.

But he didn’t seem to understand that. He kept pushing until he was fully inside, pausing for a second just to enjoy the pressure.

Then he started moving.

Short thrusts at first, gauging, watching every reaction on her face.

Calculated movements to make sure she only felt pleasure even on her first time, and when he was sure he had achieved it, he sped up.

Deeper.

Harder.

His hands gripped her hips firmly, holding her exactly where he wanted while he fucked her without frills.

Thalassa came again, body shaking under him, her cunt clenching hard around him.

Cassian grunted, thrusting faster, wanting to bring her to orgasm once more.

Tears of pleasure started falling down her face, and moans mixed with "I can’t anymore," "angh," "please, stop!" left her mouth at the same time a gush of her fluids escaped. She had come again, and this time Cassian decided to join her, but before coming inside he leaned to her ear and whispered:

"Now you can definitely brag to that friend of yours."

"Nngh..." she let out one last choked moan.