Thalassa's stormy throne crackled with restrained energy as Nerissa's body continued to shudder beside me, her powerful frame still riding the lingering waves of that crushing, abyssal climax. The tall goddess's four arms trembled, one upper hand gripping the edge of the sofa while her lower pair remained guided by my touch, webbed fingers pressing weakly against the glowing constellations along her own hips.
Her bioluminescent spots flared in erratic pulses, casting shifting teal and indigo lights across the gathered circle. The vertical gill slit on her toned abdomen fluttered rapidly, releasing faint, warm currents that brushed against my side like hidden ocean vents. Her mermaid tail thrashed once more at the tip before settling into heavy, exhausted coils, the water-floor rippling outward in response.
