Page 30 of Lured By the Siren

I’m swollen and dripping with his cock resting inside of me and I can’t move, can’t do anything to find my climax. But why am I so aroused by this?

“Please, Kai, fuck me.”

He slams into me, and I almost come right there. He’s crazed, hungry, and I can’t get enough. Our moans and gasps rise up, echoing around us through the cavern, and I ride the pulsing, tingling, building ecstasy with each wonderful thrust. Waves of pleasure wrack through my body and I can feel Kai begin to tense, and we both find our release. It is so beautiful, the most wonderful thing I’ve ever experienced.

Resting my forehead against Kai’s, the waves of regret for wasting more time begin to slam into me. I think I’m falling in love with him. I can’t ever admit this to anyone, but I can feel it. What would happen if I did?

With achingly painful slowness, Kai pulls himself out of me and sets me down. He grins as if he’s not done and wants nothing more than to stay here and fuck me all day, but enough distractions. It’s time to get answers. We gather our clothes, andhe can’t stop stealing glances in my direction, hunger still in his eyes.

“You must stop looking at me like that. We have to get back to camp,” I roll my eyes. “It’s getting late, and they will start to wonder where we are. I can’t have anyone find out our secret spot. Then it wouldn’t be such a secret, would it?”

I try to keep my words light-hearted, but the anticipation of finding answers feels like a weight on my chest. Trying for a second time, I grab his hand and we make our way out of the caves. The first glints of the sunset start to peak through the cave entrance, and we’re met with an overwhelming view as we step outside.

The cerulean waves crest far off the shore, and the rocky coves that dot our shoreline are on full display as the tide recedes further out towards the storms. We can see the tops of several lush trees as birds flutter in and out of their canopies. Purple and pinks paint the sky while dusk fast approaches. It’s an electrifying view of Kafigda, one of my favorites. Being so high up the mountain makes me feel like I’m somewhere else entirely. The whole world lay out before us, if only those darkened storm clouds would finally clear, then we could actually see it.

“This place is truly paradise, isn’t it?” Kai muses at the expansive island before us.

“A gilded cage is still a cage,” I mutter.

“What did you say?”

“Nothing. Let’s get going.” I begin the hike down the mountainside, letting Kai trail slightly behind me. I must keep peeking over my shoulder to check if he’s still with me. He mentioned this yesterday, but it strangely feels like years ago now that he said he studied plants. So I can’t blame him when he gets distracted by all of the luscious flowers and greenery that surround us.

I’ve always loved this trail for its beauty. The others rarely venture this far inland, preferring their siren tales and quick access to the ocean. They feel like it’s too treacherous, too untamed, but that’s why I love it so much. It makes me feel like I’m somewhere else. Someone else. And as the birds fly out of the trees, I can’t help the pang of envy that travels through me.

That’s right, I’m jealous of birds. They can come and go as they please. What would it be like to feel that kind of freedom?

We finally make our way back to camp, and with my mind racing, I hardly pay attention as I walk face-first into a solid, towering chest, one belonging to none other than Mathius. Perfect. If anyone knows anything about this island and what’s happening to Kai, it would be the man who has been here since practically the dawn of time.

“I’m so sorry, M,” I sputter. “My head is somewhere else. Actually, you are just the person I was looking for. Can we talk?”

“Absolutely, my dear, I was just heading down to the beach to gather clams for tonight’s celebration, you’re welcome to join me.”

“Wonderful, let me get Kai settled, and I’ll meet you by the beach. And M, do you ever think about leaving this place?” I ask just above a whisper, a tightening in my chest that I can’t explain starts to form as I wait for his answer.

“No, Eve. I don’t,” he looks at me wistfully, lost in some distant memory. “Why would I ever want to leave a place where I can live just like a King of Halvendor? Who wouldn’t want that?”

Smirking, he nods in the direction of Kai, who is now delicately studying the petals of a nearby flower, looking so unlike himself, yet still so Kai, and my heart squeezes.

“You better go get him before he thinks every flower on this island can be turned into a magical water-breathing Elixir.”

“Thank you, Mathius. I’ll meet you in just a moment.”

Mathius has always been a steady presence for me. As close to a father figure as I could get, his kindness and wisdom have sustained me over the years. There’s always been something about Mathius that’s almost regal. Perhaps it’s the power that radiates from him that none of us knows how to explain, the elongated teeth, unique eyes, something about him that makes him more than just a human. He’s so sure of himself and his purpose here. He loves this island more than I thought possible, and I know he’s haunted by demons from his past. No one seeks to find joy in the simple things quite like Mathius.

I allow myself a small smile as I walk towards Kai, sliding my hand down to meet his. I spin him to face me and am greeted with a smile so bright and full of affection, I’m rendered momentarily speechless. I can’t help but grip his cheeks and plant a soft kiss on his lips.

I begin to pull away, trying to keep things light. Guilt squeezes my heart at his lost memories, his true fate that he doesn’t even know yet, and for his lost brother. The emotions tumble through me in an overwhelming cascade, and I suddenly feel the urge to run far away.

As we make our trek back through the trees to the men’s hut, I stop. Realizing that I need to tell him the truth. He seems so serene, but what would happen if I told him that even if his brother isn’t here, he can’t keep looking for him, because he can’t leave.

Gathering all the courage I can muster, I ask cautiously, “What would you say to staying here? With me.”

“Now? But I thought you said you had to help prepare, and I need to get ready. In the jungle behind camp hardly seems like the place to stay.”

“No, I mean here on the island. Permanently. I mean, it is beautiful here, and even Mathius said you really do get to live like the King of Halvendor,” I hastily say. “Who doesn’t want that? And of course I’m here, and you could be here.”

A giggle slips out, and I realize I’ve started pacing.

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