He repeated his thought out loud.

"Can you imagine wearing clothes here? Even yours are becoming a burden, aren't they?"

Many a time he had swum naked in the ocean and found the feeling exhilarating, but to do it all the time? It would be interesting to try here.

"This way."

Sponges and small fish life covered the streets. A shark swum past making him flinch, but it ignored him. Everything seemed in harmony with each other. They pa.s.sed terraced stone buildings, statues of fish, people and G.o.ds. The combination made Stefan's head spin.

More people swam past. Some looked in his direction, but most did not. A woman with a man, also clothed, pa.s.sed them by. Strands of her hair around his waist held him close. His arm around her waist, he kissed her neck.

Seduction? Could it be as simple as that? "Why am I here?"

Strands of Serena's hair flowed toward him, encircling his waist, steadying him mid-water. "We seek out lovers at midsummer and midwinter."

So that's all he was, a creature of pleasure. He tried to free himself from her grip, but she drew closer until her b.r.e.a.s.t.s brushed against his chest.

"You like variety in women. After all, you came here to taste something different."

It wasn't quite true. He had wanted to see Atlantis as well, experience their customs and perhaps live here for a while. Now that he found this incredible place, he could not imagine wasting a moment.

She pressed against his groin. His c.o.c.k stirred. "Your body doesn't agree with you."

"Ok. I admit I'm curious." He ran his hand over a silken strand of her hair. Her eyes closed and she let out a soft moan.

"Did you know I can feel sensations through the strands?"

"No kidding." He tried to contemplate the possibilities that lay in that direction. All that hair over his body. He imagined what such a caress would feel like. "Perhaps...afterwards we could explore the city."

"We have one night to do many things," she said.

He moaned softly as her lips brushed his. Such exquisite softness, just as he imagined. A soft pressure on his chest by her hands broke the kiss.

"We're almost there."

Stefan's initial protest at separation faded as he floated before the two-story storied building.

Bright corals and sponges covered the walls. Brightly colored fish swam in and out of the open windows. The kaleidoscope of color amazed him. To see the city in daylight would be quite an experience, but she had mentioned only the night. "Why can't I stay longer than a night?"

"I can't survive in your world beyond one night at midsummer and midwinter, just as you can't survive here."

He hadn't known that. "Why not?"

"Your skin for one would never survive being constantly in water. There are other problems, but let's not talk about such things now." She drifted to an opening in the roof.

On the roof itself, plants grew, forming a leafy garden-another reminder of how different their worlds were.

Serena slipped inside and he followed, b.u.mping into an edge as he did so. He let the side go and drifted downwards. The extra dimension in being able to float and up and down would take some getting used to.

Below was a large room lit up by floating light-emitting creatures. Vines ran up columns to the ceiling. Any similarity to a home he lived in didn't exist here. Where was the bedroom, living room and all the other normal things such as furnishings? He looked to window. Outside, he saw another shark pa.s.sing followed by a woman and a young girl.

"Come here," Serena said, indicating a large bed of green vines.

Surely she didn't sleep on that.

Reclining on the bed she extended her hand. "You'll be pleasantly surprised."

Despite first appearances, the bed was comfortable.

"Lie back and close your eyes," she murmured.

He wanted to protest, but found it hard to refuse. Hovering over him, her hair draped over his body, like a hundred hands caressing him at once. Her eyes shifted in colors he couldn't describe, giving an almost hypnotic effect. Ripples of warm energy raced over his body and the heat in his spine intensified.

She undid the b.u.t.tons of his shirt. Her other hand slid between the waistband of his pants. "I'll start by taking off your clothes."

"Please," he said in barely a whisper.

After ridding him of his clothes, she could not help but admire his well-toned torso. She ran a tendril of hair over his nipple. The contact sent tingles straight to her core. "There. Isn't that better?"

Naked, Stefan ran his hands over the bed. "This feels so strange."

"Being able to float enables you to experience what you cannot on land." Gently nudging him back on the bed, she ran her hand over a vine. It swirled around his arm. Other vines followed, tying up his ankles and wrists. A low groan from his throat was all she needed to move beside him. She loved the feeling of her hair over a man's body. His c.o.c.k certainly didn't disappoint but she had other plans for him first.

His eyes ablaze with desire, she knew the perfect means to give him release-using her hair. Tendrils of hair ran over his legs, making her sigh. Little currents of energy raced up her hair and over her body. Slowly she ran other tendrils of hair to between his legs, moving back and forward in gentle up and down strokes. Her nipples peaked and moisture surged to her core. "Are you enjoying this?" she murmured.

Stefan arched back, his fists clasping in and out. His whole body writhed to the ministrations of her hair. "Yesssss, but what about you."

Oh I am, don't you worry. "I enjoy watching as much as partic.i.p.ating." Serena slid her fingers between her legs. Her gaze met Stefan's who watched her intently. She knew he fought to hold his impending o.r.g.a.s.m, which turned her on even more. Widening her legs, she thrust her finger into her v.a.g.i.n.a, then drew it out again. Her nipples formed into hardened peaks as her arousal grew. A tendril of her hair swept over her nipples, twisting, then briefly in a burst of heightened pleasure. She gasped as she loosened her hair again. Oh yesss. Nothing turned her on more than watching each other come.

Stefan arched back as a tendril of her hair swept over his slit.

She gasped as her own o.r.g.a.s.m flooded through her.

Stefan cried out and went rigid for seconds.

His labored breathing made her want to come again and again. Any other time and she would have. Serena could go for some time before she was spent. Tonight she needed Stefan for another reason, to conceive. She moved towards him until her b.r.e.a.s.t.s touched his chest. "I want more."

His eyes were dreamy. "That was amazing."

Tingles ebbed over her body. She could imagine quite a few positions with Stefan. The thought made her juices flood into the water. She considered what to do when next when hands grasped her hips.

He moved her over the top of him. "Widen your legs," Stefan ordered, "and don't move."

Well well, who was taking charge now?

Stefan held her so her l.a.b.i.a barely touched his lips. He flicked his tongue over her mound, making her gasp. It had been some time a man's tongue had touched her there. Her hair was good compensation for her desires but nothing beat a man. It had been too long as it was.

A tidal wave surged over body as his nipped her c.l.i.t. The surrounding water rocked them back and forward. She looked down into his fixed gaze. Slowly she moved her fingers over each nipple, causing a moan to escape Stefan's lips as he watched. The vibration on her c.l.i.t nearly sent her over, but she fought the desire down.

He released her and, between labored breaths, said, "Why are you holding off?"

"We have all night, so why the rush?" she lied. Her second o.r.g.a.s.m would be her most fertile time. Beyond that, the chance of conception was dramatically weakened. She extended her hand back, found his erect c.o.c.k and gave it a light squeeze. "Just imagine what I can do with you inside me."

"Only if you do exactly as I say."

Why not let him. It wasn't often a man wanted to take control. "What do I do?"

"Stay where you are." He floated past her until he was out of sight. She tried to turn around but he held her still. His breath floated over her neck. "Close your eyes."

A finger paused between her legs.

"I know we're in water yet I can smell and taste you. It's...odd and yet anywhere else, we'd not be able to do what I plan to do to you next."

"What-"

He pressed his erection into the crack in her b.u.t.t. "Kneel, with your legs wide open."

So he could take her mid-air from behind. While she had tried that before, Stefan wouldn't have. She would make it a little more interesting for him, but not yet. For now, she'd do exactly what he wanted.

With no warning, he slid in first one finger, two, then a third. Spreading her legs apart further he moved, the action helping his fingers brush her sensitive spot. "Don't come to, unless I allow you to," he ordered.

Could she hold off? She had done so many a time to heighten her pleasure, but with Stefan? She wasn't sure if she could.

He tilted her body one side and kissed her.

She moaned into his mouth as his tongue plundered hers. She met her tongue thrust for thrust with his. His fingers worked in and out at a pace that made it almost impossible for her to stay in control.

He released the kiss, but not the movement of his fingers. "Bend over."

Her spine thrummed with energy. Dear G.o.ddess, I'm going to come.

Stefan removed his fingers.

She let out a sigh of anguish, replaced by a contented growl as he entered her from behind. Serena wiggled her b.u.t.t to take him in as deeply as possible.

He leaned against her back, cupping her b.r.e.a.s.t.s with each hand. "This is perfect. You are perfect."

Before she could answer, he thrust hard. A primal sound escaped her throat. Deep inside, smoldering embers began to ignite, fuelling a fire that threatened to consume her.

"I'll going to enjoy you for as long as I can," he said between gasps.

His trusts slowed, then sped up again. She could barely believe how close she was, and each time she wanted to come she had to hold it back. Her whimpers made him move faster. He kneaded her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, one by one. Bolts of sheer delight tore over her body. She linked to his mind, and caught a maelstrom of primal l.u.s.t. Fuelling her own into his brought her desire to new heights, nearly took her breath away. Such desire and all focused on her.

Serena was going to miss him after he'd gone. Rather than feel saddened about tomorrow, she focused on the here and now. The moment, when one knows there will never be another like it, made it all the sweeter. The lightest of touches on her mound sent her into a shuddering climax. She'd not even seen it coming. A low moan escaped her lips.

"More?"

She cried out this time, and as she did so, felt his warmth as he spilled into her. Light flashed in her womb.

In the ebbing throes of his o.r.g.a.s.m, Stefan asked, "What was that?"

Too late to shield him, she considered lying. After all, he'd most likely never come back. "The making of a child."

He released his hold on her and drifted away. "So that's why you brought me here."

Anguish filled her at the separation. "Your powerful psychic gift will give this child the means to survive in both worlds."

Stefan grabbed his clothes. "So that's why men come here. To be used for breeding."

She let her hair part, exposing her body. Tendrils extended to grip his wrists. She couldn't afford to have him escape. He'd drown. "Yes, but ours will be unique."

Stefan was about to leave when he realized he couldn't. He'd drown within moments of leaving the room.

"You wanted this, and so did I."

Her floating naked before him distracted him terribly. "You used me."

"Wouldn't you want to be able to traverse both realms at will? I know I would, if it were possible."

Stefan tried to imagine such ability. To see Atlantis at a whim or to visit beyond another thin place and not risk madness or death. It held a certain appeal. "I suppose I would."

"You can return to Atlantis if you want."

Stefan hadn't even considered the possibility of coming back. He was having trouble considering what he'd just done to Serena. "You'll make me forget."

"Not if you want to remember."

"Why would you do that? Isn't it a risk?"

"Not if you have a son or daughter living here. You'd want to keep him, or her, safe."

She had a point, but still, all this was moving way too fast. "I need to think about it."

"I see."

Did he detect a hint of sadness in her voice? "Serena. I don't know what I think right now."

A tendril of hair circled around his c.o.c.k. Another tendril ran trails of fire over his b.a.l.l.s. "Stay till dawn. Then you can decide."

Any hesitation fled at that point. Tomorrow he'd be able to think more clearly. Tomorrow he'd decide what to do.

Stefan stood on the beach looking out towards the yacht. He ached in every place imaginable. Never had he spent so much time immersed in pure s.e.xual pleasure. By the time dawn had come, he had made his decision.

Not to see her again would be worse so he had agreed. To never feel her lips on his or that amazing hair on his body again. Maybe next time he'd see some of the city as well. He also felt some responsibility to her. While Serena had made it clear raising the child would not be his concern, he wanted it to be.