“I, I did.” Lola answered. Her eyes were drawn to the fingers that Puca ran over Merrow’s chest and the way the other moan bit his lip. He was still asleep, but she couldn’t help but notice the way the sheets tented with his arousal. “Wait, is, is, is Merrow naked?”“Why don’t you come closer and find out?” Puca said, his hand trailing lower, tracing well-defined abs. Merrow huskily whimpered her name with a soft moan. Moving his hand beneath the sheet. Puca watched her, the way her gaze hooded as her eyes gleamed in the morning sunlight. Glued to the way his hand stroked Merrow, the sheet blocking her view. He bucked his hips up to grind his erection into the hand that squeezed him. Lola worried her lower lip as she watched Puca’s smirk deepen into a grin as his hand gripped the other man. Fisting his cock, working his lovers member faster. Making a moan slip from Merrow’s lips. “I think I’d be safer over here.” Lola said with a gulp as she backed up, trying to put more distanc

“Yes.” Lola whispered.Erik leaned forward, his lips hovering over hers and she sucked in a breath, his scent filling her sense as she closed her eyes. His lips pressed against hers, gentle but firm and warm. Erik’s thumbs stroked over her wrist as he trailed his hand up her arm. Lola waited for the feelings to move through her. For goosebumps to pop up as he put a hand on the back of her neck, holding her in place as his lips moved against hers and she responded. The other taking the teacup from her hands and placing it on the wicker table. Lola moved closer, twisting her legs to the side as he tried to deepen the kiss. Her lips parted with a sigh as his hand moved to her side. Pulling her closer as his tongue touched against hers.Erik’s thumb brushed against the side of her breast and she felt her nipple harden. Lola gasped at the feeling. It wasn’t the same as it was with the fae men. The kiss with Erik was nice, almost like putting on your favorite sweater. Comforting, soothi

“What is that?” Merrow asked as he walked closer. He looked from Lola back to the strange unmoving brightly colored object.“It’s my jeep.” Lola said pressing the button on the key fob making the lights flash as the doors unlocked. Merrow jump at the sound. “We are expected to ride in there?” Merrow asked as he glanced at Lola.“You can stay home if you’d like.” Lola bit her lip as she glanced up at him, “I could always ask Puca to come with me.”“Nay, he and I agreed already.”“What do you mean?” Lola asked as she opened the door and slid into the jeep.“Just that if the time comes to lay with you, I should take it.” Merrow said as he watched Lola start the massive beast that she called a jeep.“Good to know that I won’t be causing problems between the two of you.” She said before closing the door. Rolling down her window, she smiled at him. “Are you coming?”She watched Merrow study the vehicle before he stepped closer, “How do I get inside?”Lola leaned over to the passenger side

Hand in hand, Merrow and Lola walked along the beach. Lunch had been fun, if not rushed with Merrow’s excitement to get back to the water. Lola could understand. It was a beautiful day as the sun beat down on them, making sweat trickle down her back even with the cool breeze. She wished she had thought to grab her swimsuit. Or to grab Merrow a pair of swim trunks. It would have saved her a bit of embarrassment.   Merrow stopped their casual stroll and looked out towards the water. Pulling his hand from hers. Lola blushed as she watched him toss his shirt into the sand. He had started to undress earlier. She’d stopped him as he unbuttoned his shorts. Much to her disappointment. Granted, by the shops where they had been walking, there weren’t that many people about.  But there were still enough to call the police if he had stripped naked and jumped into

“Merrow, Merrow.” She softly called his name, he looked up smiling at her. She always looked so beautiful when the sun shone through her hair like that.   It looked like white, silken webs. Her face glowed as she smiled down at him, her fingers brushing over his face. “I’ve missed you.”   “And I you, deartháir.” She whispered as she pushed his hair away from his face and he moved, pressing his ear against her swollen stomach. Feeling the soft flutters of the life that grew within her. “I just want to hear his heart.” “You can’t though, it’s time to go back now.” The woman said, as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.   “I’ll miss you.” “And I you, dearthair.&