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**Title: Deep in the Dark Reef**

I never thought I’d end up like this—alone in my hidden cove, my back pressed against the slick rocks, my clawed fingers trailing down my chest. The water dripped off my slick, scaled skin as I let out a slow, ragged breath. My cock was already stiffening between my thighs, thick and aching, the tip glistening with pre-cum.

Fuck.

It had been too long since I’d taken care of myself. The battles, the kills—they kept me sharp, but they didn’t scratch this itch. I needed release. My hand slid down my stomach, claws lightly scraping over my abs before wrapping around my shaft. A low growl rumbled in my chest as I gave myself a slow stroke, feeling the heat building fast.

My cock was thick, ridged like the rest of me, the shaft dark and veiny. Precum beaded at the tip, and I swiped my thumb over it, smearing the slickness down my length. My strokes were slow at first, teasing, but my hunger got the better of me fast. I tightened my grip, pumping harder, my hips bucking into my fist.

“Fuck, yeah,” I hissed, my gills flaring as my breath hitched. My free hand slid between my legs, cupping my heavy balls, rolling them in my palm. They were tight, full—ready to spill. My cock throbbed in my grip, the ridges along my shaft catching against my fingers as I stroked faster.

I imagined the tight grip of some warm, willing cunt—maybe a human foolish enough to wander into my territory. Or better yet, another sea-dweller, strong enough to take what I had to give. The fantasy made my cock jump in my hand, and I groaned, my strokes turning rough, desperate.

“Gonna fuckin’—ah!” My breath came in harsh gasps as my balls drew up tight. My cock pulsed in my grip, and then I was cumming hard, ropes of thick cum shooting across my stomach, my abs twitching with each spurt. I kept stroking myself through it, milking every last drop until my cock was spent, dribbling weakly over my fingers.

I slumped back against the rocks, chest heaving. Fuck. That was good. But I already knew I’d be back for more. The hunger never really went away.

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