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[rhysismydaddy]

Island Time -- Of Poseidon Oneshot (Emma x Gale)

If you haven’t read this series, you should! One of my favorite rereads. I was disapointed with the lack of fanfiction this series has, and my sister was disapointed with the ending in the book and lack of smut, so I wrote my own. Enjoy! 

Word Count: 1,427

Galen stared at Emma. Emma stared at Galen.

Everyone had just left, and they were still kneeling in the sand, facing each other, all alone. On their island.

Emma had been so excited when she was getting ready for this trip. They’d come close to sealing the deal multiple times before, but someone or something always seemed to get in the way. She was ready for this, she wanted this with every breath. She knew that was true.

What she didn’t know was why she was so flipping nervous.

Galen knew it was her first time, and he’d told her before - multiple times - that any time she felt uncomfortable, they’d stop. Emma knew he’d be respectful and gentle and make her feel all golden and what not, but she was worried that she would be able to do the same for him. She didn’t even know what to do-

“Are you okay?” He asked. “You look like you’re going to pass out.”

She blushed, cursing her stupidly pale skin for giving everything away. “I’m nervous.” She whispered the confession.

He looked understanding, and for some reason that made it all the worse.

Not giving herself another moment to wallow in her pit of worry, Emma rose to her feet and stood in front of him.

He was so beautiful, so alarmingly handsome, as he looked up at her. She put her hand on his cheek and softly kissed him before whispering, “Come inside with me.”

Their island, unlike most of the ones Syrena picked out, had a little cottage nestled into the forest covering the inner island. It was small, only one bedroom and a bathroom, but it was homey and stylish.

She could feel his eyes all over her back as she walked in front of him, making the blush extend down her neck and disappear into her shirt.

Galen said something under his breath as she opened the door, and the next thing she knew she was in his arms.

“Bridal style? Seriously?”

He kissed her, then flicked her nose. “However cliche, you are my mate now.”

Galen walked her into the bedroom and gently set her down. He looked like he was going to say something, ask if she was okay - or something equally horrid - so Emma whispered, “Kiss me, Galen.”

He complied.

He swept her into his arms, and Emma’s hands found their way across his back and up until they were nestled in his hair. He was so warm and toned and perfect. He always had been.

They were tightly pressed together, but Galen’s hands slid down her bottom to press her further into him. Things collided, everything started to ache, and she gasped into his mouth. She slid her hands under his loose shirt, needing to feel all of him, and he stepped back long enough to pull it over his head in that way that only boys could do.

Before she could keep thinking of how unfair it was that boys had such a cool way to take their shirts off, his lips were back on hers, he was lifting her up, and every thought except Galen was thrown out the window.

It was weirdly natural to wrap her legs around his hips as he walked them toward the bed and laid her down beneath him. How he did it all without dropping her or breaking their kiss, she didn’t know. Or particularly care.

One of his hands slid down to her knee and pulled her tight against him while the other snuck its way up the front of her shirt. She leaned up, and he gently lifted it over her head, fixed her hair, then proceeded to kiss her like he was dying and she was the only cure.

Emma couldn’t stop her hands from sliding over his back, down over his cute little butt his jeans showcased so perfectly, up over his shoulders. She looked between them, at her pale skin next to his golden tan, and couldn’t help thinking how perfectly they fit together.

She leaned up enough to snake her arms behind her back and unclip her bra before sliding it off her arms.

Galen paused, just staring at her face. She stared back at him and smiled, putting all the love and light she could into it. He relaxed, and glanced down in an adorably shy motion before returning his gaze to her face.

The look on his face - a mix between a boy on Christmas and a wolf starving for a meal - made her blush from head to toe.

In turn, he gave her the most beautiful smile she’d ever seen and leaned down to gently kiss her neck. She turned her head to give him more access, and he took advantage, kissing his way down her neck, across her throat, and all over her chest. “I love that color, starfish,” he murmured, his mouth slowly making its way toward one of her breasts. “You have no idea how much I love that color,” he finished, right as his mouth closed around the peak of her breast.

Ohmysweetgoodness what is happening.

Literal stars were exploding behind her eyes, and all the nerves in her body seemed to be narrowed in to where Galen’s tongue dragged itself over her nipple.

Her hands were once again in his hair, and she pulled lightly as he did it again, making him groan. The noise, needless to say, did something to her.

He moved to her other side, one of his hands coming up to keep the first one from getting jealous.

“Galen,” she panted, not knowing why she was out of breath when he was doing all the work.

“Hmm?” came his response, indeed sounding like a little boy on Christmas.

His thumbnail scraped over one nipple as his teeth lightly pulled on the other, and Emma decided she couldn’t take any more. She pulled on his hair hard enough that he rose back up to her face, and she captured his lips with hers.

Her hands were sneakier than she thought, and when the button on his jeans popped open, he swallowed thickly. Using his heels, he kicked off his pants, then stepped out of his underwear.

Oh, fins and floaters.

His thumbs snaked across her hip bones, and she lifted up enough for him to slide her pants and underwear off her legs in one clean go.

Galen sank back over her, bracing himself with his forearms in between her thighs, and whispered, “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” she laughed. “I’ve never been so sure about anything.”

He smiled, looking truly happy. Then slid in, and in. Until he hit a barrier and paused. Emma nodded violently, and he pressed forward until pain found its way into her.

Galen paused and held perfectly still until Emma could see straight.

Then she opened her eyes, looked into his twin-set of purple orbs, and nodded.

He started to move slowly, and Emma honestly didn’t know what to think. Or if she could think. She knew it would be a lot to process, but she never imagined this.

He continued to move hideously slow until she spurred him on by placing a heel on the small of his back.

Their lips collided, and it was messy and imperfect and wonderful. His hands were pinning hers near her head, their fingers interlocked.

He started to move his lips down to her neck again, but Emma shook her head and captured them with her own, needing to taste him.

She moaned into his mouth, and he all but ate the sound. His hands made their way to her hair, and hers went to his smooth back, nails lightly digging in.

Everything in her began tightening, but it wasn’t until Galen moved his mouth to her ear and softly bit down on the shell that she went over the edge. Pressing another kiss against her lips, he followed suit.

They laid there, Galen still on top of her - somehow not crushing her - until they could both breathe normally again.

Then Galen the Protector with a capital P came out.

“Are you okay?” he asked, rolling off of her.  “Do you need anything? Are you in pain?”

“Shut up, Galen,” she laughed. “I’m perfect. That was perfect.”

It was his turn to blush.

“What now?” he whispered.

“I don’t know about you, but I’d really love to take a bath. A hot one.”

He grinned. “Lucky for me, I told the builders to make the bath big enough for two. And a fin.”

[kmbbooks]

Thought this was appropriate because I went for the first swim of the summer today. . . . . #books #bookhaul #booktube #bookaddict #bookstagram #read #reading #reader #blogger #writersofinstagram #writer #poetry #instapoems #poems #passenger #thedarkestminds #theinfernaldevices #themortalinstruments #throneofglass #acourtofthornsandroses #ireadya #youngadult #fixtion #literature #contemporary #ofposeidon #mermaids #ofneptune #oftriton

[ericaalyssa]

I can’t believe it’s the last week of our #notvmonth which also means August is almost over. It also means Nick and I are just two months away from the biggest party of the year with all of our friends and family. Ecstatic isn’t even a word good enough to contain our joy filled hearts! In the meantime, excuse me while I go finish reading my 10 books for this month. Maybe I’ll even put one of these #bathbombs to goo use! If you’re looking for a series to get into, try this one! It had me hooked from the first page and was the perfect summer read, especially if you like the beach and swimming. If you’re one of those who wishes summer lasted forever, then here you go! (I am not one of those people and I still loved it!) • • • • • • • #annabanks #givemeallthebookishthings #bookstagram #booklover #idratherbereading #bookishlife #bookworm #bookdragon #bookcover #tbr #2018readingchallenge #goodreads #goodreadsreadingchallenge2018 #bigdreams #dreaming #fortheloveofbooks #letsgoonanadventure #weekendreads #ofposeidon #oftriton #ofneptune #bookseries #backtimereads https://www.instagram.com/p/Bm9NllNARpc/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1hdgay41j1wlz

[bookishfangirlco]

These two pins are part of this amazing giveaway I won and I just love them so much #OfPoseidon #OfTriton #OfNeptune #TheSyrenaLegacy #AnnaBanks

[onceuponahappilyeverafterr-blog]

Of Triton

"Of Triton" by Anna Banks is the bubbly sequel to "Of Poseidon." It is a quick read and is a lot of fun. The style of writing is not hard to comprehend which is awesome, but I don't know if that means Anna Banks is a skillful writer or just writing for the story. The story is so addictive and compelling so I love it, don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to diss Banks at all but she's no Fitzgerald, like I didn't find any depth within the story besides what was told. 

There was one part I was confused about. When Toraf decided to "betray" Galen and Rayna by 'joining' Jagen I was baffled because Toraf was so loyal to the Royals. When he came to Emma's house I was scared for her because I thought he was lying to her just to get her to the council but it turned out he was actually helping. I wish that Toraf and Galen spoke about the supposed betrayal as well as duke it out because then we would know what they were saying. to each other. 

I love the love story between Galen and Emma. They are perfect for each other because Emma is so stubborn and will stand up to Galen who is kind of arrogant and used to getting his way. There wasn't much development in their love except the fact that they can get mated. But hold up. Emma is what like 17 or 18 and he's her first boyfriend. Like obviously they love each other but still it's so soon to declare that they're going to be with each other forever. 

Last note: I think its cool that the twins developed Gifts like out of the blue. I was worried that their ailments were from being on land too much but that would be hard to prove because Nalia lived on land for a super long time. 

I can't wait to read "Of Neptune" to see what is in store for the Syrena and friends. Classes start tomorrow omg I hope I have time to read! xoxo

[shelovesto-read]

I really want to have a copy of these!!!!! The Syrena Legacy!!! why am I so broke? :(