Maya is a half human, half merman who has decided to attend the fertility-virility rite and learn more about her merman heritage. The rite is meant to help mermen find their perfect mates, but Maya is only interested in using it as research.
Tam and Kessen are participants who are searching for their third. They are drawn to Maya and she to them. But she refuses to acknowledge the bond and runs. Tam and Kessen must pursue her through her dreams if they hope to make their love a reality and prove they are the right men for Maya.
Praise for Rite Men for Maya
"This is an interesting look at the mating habits of the merpeople down in the depths of the ocean. They sure have an erotic way of finding mates and it's one I've never heard of before.... Rite Men for Maya is a good read for those days where a reader wants a quick story with an erotic bent in an unusual locale."
-- Xeranthemum, Whipped Cream Reviews
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Rite Men for Maya
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Copyright ©2010 Zenobia Renquist
"Hard. So. Hard. Gods."
Tam grinned at his ability to render Aleo monosyllabic. She could only get out a single word with every thrust of his hips.
He leaned into her and licked her lips. "Don't talk. You'll bite your tongue."
She grabbed his head. Her fingers clawed at his scalp, probably trying to grab at hair that wasn't there. Tam had had too many lovers trying to pull his hair out while in the throes of passion. He kept his black hair close-shaven to avoid that pain.
With a frustrated sound, Aleo clamped her hands around his head and pulled him down to her lips. She didn't have to be so rough. He wanted to kiss her.
Tam pressed his lips to hers and forced her to open her mouth wide so he could taste every bit of her. He dominated the kiss, plundering her deep for his enjoyment. Aleo wasn't complaining and neither were the hundreds of mermen watching Tam's performance. In fact, many cheered.
Their adulation only made Tam harder. He melded his front to Aleo's, burying himself as deep as he could go. He snaked his navy blue tail from side to side, which pressed his exposed genital slit against hers. The woman screamed her pleasure. Several women in the crowd echoed the cry.
If he didn't find his mate this rite, then Tam would not lack for female companions thanks to his exhibition this day. Turning his attention from Aleo, he looked at the crowd. Was his mate there? Could she feel him calling her? Had his raw sexual energy scared her so much that she couldn't bring herself to approach the stage?
He doubted the last but entertained himself pretending it was true.
Feeling the magic of the rite all around him, Tam mentally grabbed a tendril of the energy and called out to the mate he knew was meant for him.
Come to me. I know you're there.
"Tam. Please, Tam. Let me come," Aleo spoke her plea in a soft voice. She kissed his chin and then his neck. "Please. The next couple is waiting to start. Please."
Tam smirked at her. "You beg so prettily, Aleo. I didn't know you had it in you." He bucked forward. "Or maybe it's because I'm in you that you've become so docile."
He reached between them, pushed his finger inside her above his cock and then pressed upwards.
Aleo arched backwards, almost touching the tip of her tail to the top of her head. She worked her mouth but no sound escaped. Her whole body was taut as she experienced her climax.
When she relaxed once more, Tam left her body. The act had been pleasurable, but it hadn't satisfied him. Sex hadn't satisfied him for a little over a year. When he'd been selected as a chosen, he'd been overjoyed. At last, his true mate would come. And then, so would he.
The couple on the stage next to Tam and Aleo's engaged each other. The majority of the crowd shifted to the side to watch. A few stragglers, mostly women, stayed and cast longing glances at Tam.
He winked at them but only as a flirtation. If they were not his gods' chosen mate, then they weren't worth his time.
Slender fingers wrapped around his shaft and stroked him from base to tip. Aleo kissed his neck. "That was magnificent."
"You're still hard."
He looked over his shoulder at her. "Do you plan to do something about it?"
Aleo gave him a sly look as she curved herself around his side. She took his full length into her mouth. He could feel her swallowing him. As a momentary distraction, it was a good one. Tam doubted it would make him come. He wouldn't tell Aleo that. She was doing a good job trying.
He reclined and placed his hand on the back of her head.
Why won't you answer? Come to me.
None of the onlookers approached the stage.
Tam growled to himself. He breathed in deep, closed his eyes, focused on all of the energy surrounding him and sent out one thought as hard as he could.
Come. Now. I need you.
He didn't know what would happen. An answering call of mutual need? A woman from the crowd flinging herself at him? A smack on the back of the head from the gods for trying to hog their power for himself when there were many others trying to achieve the same goal?
He let his head loll back. Maybe he would be one of the chosen who didn't get a mate. Or maybe he would be one of the few who called a human mate. It was rare when it happened, but not impossible. A human wouldn't be able to get to the depths of the ocean where the rite was held, not without the help of a transition amulet.
If she tried, would Tam be able to hear her distress?
He opened himself to whatever was out there, hoping to feel his mate's presence.
Something burned down his spine, making him jerk.
"Tam, did you come?" Aleo looked up at him.
He ignored her and looked around. The burning happened again, quicker this time. Was this it? Was this the call of his mate?
A shimmering rainbow caught his attention. He stared at that shining, iridescent tail as though mesmerized. The burning ran up and down his spine, spreading to his entire body until he thought he would combust despite the water surrounding him.
He held out his hand as he lifted his gaze to his mate's face. "You came."
The man before Tam had worry creating deep furrows in the flawless pale skin of his forehead. All of the man's features were soft and boyish, making him look younger than he probably was. His wide, gray eyes focused on Tam's hand, but he didn't take it.
"This was a mistake," the man whispered. He shook his head and turned away. "I shouldn't have come."
Tam grabbed the man's hand and had to put his weight behind it to keep the man from fleeing. They were of similar stature and physique. He even had the same close-shaven haircut, though his hair was blond.
The man was far from the way Tam had imagined his mate would look. For one thing, he'd imagined large breasts, not a wide chest. Hard, flat abs had replaced soft, pliable curves.
Despite all of that, Tam wanted to run his hands over every part of the man. He'd never felt such a strong attraction to anyone. "I'm Tam."
"Kessen." He looked back at Tam. "I'm a man."
Tam chuckled a little but sobered quickly when Kessen's frown deepened. "I already noticed." He yanked his arm, pulling Kessen against him. Their pressed bodies enveloped Tam's cock. That little bit of contact almost made Tam come... almost.
That was all of the proof Tam needed that Kessen was his gods' chosen mate. But it seemed Kessen needed a little convincing. Tam was definitely up for the task.
Tam maneuvered them back to the stage. Kessen didn't fight him.
"I don't care that you're a man," Tam said. "I plan to prove it."
"I... I have a duty. I must marry a woman."
Tam nodded. "We'll find her together." He framed Kessen's face with his hands. "Say yes."
Kessen's frown smoothed away. A look of relief replaced it. He hugged Tam close. "Yes."