Mermaids Kissing Novels & Stories

She tried to comply with Asher’s request, but she could not. Asher kissed her shoulder, then kissed her hair in the most tender and passionate way. “Selena, Selena,… I miss you,” Asher kept calling Selena. When Asher was drowning in wonderful fantasies about Selena, Calantha wished that this bad thing would be over soon. When Asher kissed Calantha’s ear, she couldn’t stand it, turned around and slapped Asher. He caught her wrist, kissed it, and looked at her with a menacing look. He said,

Then, I pinched his sharp nose. We both laughed at my response and our giggles seemed to be harmoniously blending. I couldn’t hear anything more aside from those. But, little did Aris know about the true meaning of the kiss that I gave him underneath the sea. Above all my researches about mermaids, there was one thing that I would not forget and that was what saved his life and stopped Juno’s spell. Kissing a man who incapably succumbed under a mermaid’s spell would make you suffer the consequence of falling in love with him.

They seal their marks and stare into each other’s eyes. “We are marked and mated,” Iris smiles. “It's all I ever really wanted.” Titan brushes her hair off of her forehead. “I didn’t even know I wanted you. Now I can’t imagine life without you,” Titan tells her still kissing softly. They fall asleep, holding each other. Poseidon sees their happiness and his anger rises seeing Selene’s champion so happy. “Diana,” Poseidon calls to his Mermaids. “Take him.” The Mermaids smile as they take their human forms. They float to the surface and walk toward Animus Pack.

As Jasmine's fingertips trailed down Marissa's smooth leg, she couldn't help but feel alive with anticipation. Without words, Jasmine kissed Marissa so hard that their lips melded together in a passionate embrace. Their tongues danced and played with each other as their hands explored every inch of exposed flesh. The wet sounds of their kisses mixed with the rhythmic splashes of their bodies hitting against the water echoed throughout the secluded area.

haha We have come close to the three mermaids. The bald one has a wound in the chest and the other is holding a spear made of rusted iron with a tentacle-like head. The water was mixed with blood and suddenly I was nervous because aren't sharks sensitive to blood? What if the MEG is here? That might just turn us into a toothpick. The two mermaids looked at us and suddenly their mouths opened without a sound. They seem to be talking but we can't hear anything!

She reached into the water and gripped his cock, squeezing as she stroked up, and then down, watching as his lashes fluttered and his body relaxed into the caress. “Man,” he corrected hoarsely. “In case you didn’t realize what you were holding, Mia Persuma Inillium.” “How do Mermen have sex?” She asked him. “How do Mermaids have sex? I mean… when you have a tail.” “The same as without a tail,” he was amused. “Yes, but…” She frowned trying to think of the anatomy. She was certain he hadn’t had a visible cock when he had been in his Mer form… but it had all been so fast.

"Maybe his lips and hers met." "Or maybe more." My forehead creased, not liking where the conversation was going. "No! It was just a kiss, mermaids," I defended but quickly covered my own mouth. I spilled too much. Because of what I did, they eyed each other again and laughed harder than they did earlier, almost choking. I just frown at what they are doing. I am beyond annoyed by these mermaids, they did not deserve the name. It should be sirens. Sirens are evil according to the myths. It sounded better. Should I prohibit them from going here too?

The moonlight caught the gleam in his eye as he pulled me closer to him, holding onto the boat to keep us both afloat. "Kiss me," I said with just a hint of begging. I licked the salt from my lips. His mouth curved up into a smile and he tipped his head to the side, bringing his lips to mine. His tongue was salty with the ocean water as he tasted me, our lips dancing in the dark. Heat began to burn in my core. I didn't want to wait any longer. I wanted Robbie more than I wanted to breathe.

I knew, oh I knew, but I needed him to say it. “Mermaids and sirens are a natural pairing.” “I thought you said brethren were not compatible.” “I said that not all brethren are compatible,” he replied. “There are exceptions to the rule. Mermaids and sirens are one.” He paused a moment, and then cleared his throat. “Mermaids take on legs when they’re on land, my wife,” he said very quietly, almost reluctantly. “In case you wondered how physically it was possible.” “I hadn’t... ah,” I flushed, embarrassed. “I hadn’t thought that far into it.”

--- I approach her. I remove the strap on the right side, giving her a kiss on that side of her shoulder. I do the same thing on the other side, watching the dress come down, leaving her with only the jewelry, her lace panties the same color as her clothes, and the heels she wore. Without a doubt, a mermaid! This time I don't kiss only the shoulders of her neck, but go up the side. I watch as her whole body shivers with my gesture, drawing a mischievous smile from my lips.