When Spencer hit the water the first time, it was cold and stung her naked skin as she slid deeper into it, her legs instantly coming together and changing into her mermaid tail before she'd even turned and jumped above the surface to suck in a much needed breath of warm air. The freshwater of the lake felt good against her skin, though mermaids could change in salt water, as well. She had always been in Wisconsin, though, and had only ever known freshwater. Going back under, she opened her eyes to look around her, hoping to stay on the far side of the lake away from Klaus' territory as she looked for the merman that she knew was somewhere within these depths. Swimming slowly, she tried to concentrate on the vibrations in the water, but could not feel him moving. Which let her know that he was very aware of her presence. It made her shiver and she swam forward cautiously, her eyes darting side to side, her body on edge, poised to retreat if she needed to, hoping that she could get away from him if necessary.
A minute or two went by and she was unable to locate him, but felt that he was somehow getting closer to her. The water was pretty clear, but there were lots of places he could be hiding, fallen logs, rocks, and plant growth, all of which he would know, all of which could hide him from her. Frowning, Spencer kicked up and started to swim towards the surface, she felt like her skin was crawling, looking for someone who she knew was watching her. The moment she lifted her head up towards the moonlight above her strong hands surrounded the base of her tail and yanked her back down into the water, making her gasp and jerk around to see him. Her eyes widened the moment she saw the merman, she hadn't expected him to be so much more muscled, and so big. He had long, brown hair and broad, strong shoulders. His abdomen looked to be chiseled in stone and his arms were powerful looking, well, they were just plain powerful, his grip was tight, unmoving and she could do nothing but look at him as he pulled her closer to his body.
His green eyes stared at her closely, and he slowly removed one hand from her tail to cup her behind her head to move her face closer to him. The feel of his hand on her made Spencer shiver and she felt little bolts of electricity shoot through her body as his other hand slowly ran up her tail and over the curve of her ass before settling on her lower back.
When he kicked up with his own powerful tail, sending them to the surface, Spencer inadvertently wrapped her arms around his neck and when their heads were above the water, she gasped, taking the time to breathe before she looked over to the edge of the water to see the elf females waiting expectantly by the edge of the lake. Shaking her head, she wanted them to back away a little, it would do no good for him to see them right now.
He spoke to her in a language that she didn't understand and Spencer shook her head, "Do you speak English?"
"Who are you?" He asked in a heavy accent as he held them just above the surface. She could see his face clearer now, he was rather attractive, and his hands on her body had pulled them tightly together.
"Spencer. You?" And are you a dark siren or just a regular old merman, she wanted to ask.
"Astor. Why are you here?" He asked, she felt his hand move low on her ass, and then it slowly swept forward to wrap around the side of her waist.
"I needed to swim." She shrugged her shoulders, trying to swim from him when he moved a hand around to the front of her, to her groin area. She could feel his fingers searching for the fold of her that was half hidden by the downy soft fin that sprouted out just within her hip bones.
Spencer gasped and pushed from him when he would have slipped a digit within her body. When she was a few feet away, she glared at him.
"That's not how I typically say hello to someone I've just met." She hissed at him, watching as he smiled knowingly at her, and she watched as he swam a little closer to her.
"You must not have spent a lot of time around your own kind. This is exactly how most of us would greet a member of the opposite sex. Mermaids aren't very common around here." He told her, dipping under the water for a moment and coming up behind her.
Spencer bit her lip, she did not have time for his courting, "Do you work for the vampire that lives there." She waved a hand absently at the mansion in the background.
Astor frowned at her and she felt hopeful suddenly, "I don't require employment, and certainly not from that one."
"But you live so close to his land." She pressed.
"I was here well before he came to this area. I damned well won't leave my home to please him, or his goons." Astor shrugged, moving his hands back around her body, this time holding her against him as he pushed a finger up inside the warm, moistening crevice at her groin.
Spencer whimpered and closed her eyes, letting her head fall back against his chest.
"So you won't mind if I sing and help some friends storm in and do away with him, huh?" Spencer felt her body shake, she'd never been touched, not in either of her forms, and the way his finger felt sliding along the satiny feeling fold inside of her was making her groggy with desire.
"You're a siren of the darkness, then?" His question and the chuckle that came from his throat made her push against his hold, but he kept her against him.
"I am. Are you?" She bit her lip when she saw his chin move from left to right.
"I'm of the light." He told her quietly, his hand was moving in little circles inside and it was making her lose focus.
"Would you mind if I sing, I don't want to pull you into anything, but we are trying to rescue a friend." She looked at the sky, dawn was so very near.
"Then we have to fuck." He groaned against her ear and she shivered, her body unconsciously pushing towards his questing finger as it pushed more rapidly within her.
"I don't have time." She moaned, turning towards him so that he could push with more force into her fold.
"You have to make it, if you sing without fucking me first, I'll force myself on you, and you won't be able to. I have to have known your body in order to remain unaffected by your song." He explained to her, wondering how she wasn't quite aware of that fact.
"It's almost dawn." Spencer looked in the sky above them and then gasped in air before he pulled her back below the surface of the lake.
Underwater, she could see that his shaft had risen against his groin and the long, solid looking mass was already pointing towards her lower body. She'd never fucked before, and certainly hadn't expected her first time to go like this, but if this is what she had to do, if this is what would help her friend, the woman who had taken her in as family, then her virginity was a small price to pay. Biting her lip, she nodded at him, her eyes wide, scared, and he moved against her, the head of his cock pressing against the opening as his arms surrounded her. It was long, longer than she had thought it would be, and she couldn't imagine how he would fit inside, but even as she had the thought, he was pushing in, filling her with one heavy stroke that stung at one point, and he held her carefully against him as she jerked away, not letting her disconnect.
He moved them further down so that he could press her against the soft, mossy bottom of the lake and started to move his body over her, into and out of her fold in increasing thrusts, his hands on her arms, holding her in place as their tails began to beat off of one another. Spencer felt something break in her body and she felt moisture rush against him, felt her body accept more of his length, and then the greater pressure as he began to ram inside, forcing all of his shaft high inside of her body, over and over. She felt something snap in him, as well, and he began to pump hard, rapidly, into her pussy until he finally slammed forcefully down and soaked her insides with his cum.
Spencer felt them moving up to the surface as she let her eyes drift closed for a moment, overwhelmed by what had happened. He held her against him as they both breathed in much needed gulps of air. It had been fast, carnal, more of a quick slaking of one's needs rather than a slow, languid loving, and the emotions rolling through her were muddled and confusing. She slowly moved her eyes to his face to look at him and saw him smiling.
"I would have much rather gone slower, but apparently time is of the essence today?" He whispered against her as he moved his eyes to look at the elves he knew were waiting against the tree line.
"It is." Her voice came out a little choked and he put his hands on either side of her face and kissed her thoroughly. His tongue slid inside and Spencer felt herself lost to the caress for a moment before someone coughing near the edge of the water brought her attention back to what she was here for. Looking up, she saw that the sun had just hit the horizon.
"I am sorry for the way we came together, I will make it up to you." The way he spoke and looked over her naked body made her shiver with expectation.
"I need to sing, Astor." She told him, she could not think about fucking him right now, she just could not.
He nodded and grinned, "Can I make myself useful then? I assume they are here with ropes to tie up your victims with?"