I slowly made my way to the waves. The sand was still warm from the sun that had just set. A little way down the shore I saw the lights of parties, people my age drinking and playing volleyball. I had to sneak away while my friends were busy. My pulse was already thumping in my throat, an excited urge in my belly.
Slipping up and over some rocks, I made my way into the cove. Where he said he'd meet me. A thin stream of seawater led from the entrance, leading to a pool of cool water. As he had instructed, I pulled off my clothes and tossed them onto some rocks nearby. The water chilled my slightly sunburned legs as I stepped into the pool. He said that he would be able to taste me in the water going back out to sea and that he would come immediately.
I lowered the rest of my body into the water. I touched myself, feeling the heat coming off of me. The crashing tide was barely a whisper here, little droplets of water plinking into the pool I floated in. This would be our third encounter, and I was ready to go further if he was.
A dark shape appeared at the mouth of the cove and slowly slunk towards me. I had the sudden urge to cover myself.
"Don't," he said, his voice reverberating off the rock walls. He drew up out of the water, covering the light with his bulk. "You've done as I asked," he said. I couldn't see, but I knew he was smiling with rows of shining teeth. "My good little human," he said, taking my throat in his hand. It easily covered my throat and he gave it a little squeeze. The fine grit of his skin pleasantly scratched as it passed over mine. It sent goosebumps down my arms and legs.
He put his mouth on mine as he ran his webbed hand down my chest, grazing a nipple. He pinched it between two of his claws and I gasped, breathing him in. I reached out and drug my fingers down along his stomach, feeling where it became the base of his tail. I found the fold of skin and slowly traced its lips. The moment of truth.
