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Evie’s golden hair floats around us like a halo as she pulls me deeper still, my ears popping from the sudden change in pressure.

She kisses me again, her mouth demanding as her tongue dances with mine, urgent and insistent. I let my hands rove down her scales, and then I pull her flush against me, her breasts grazing my chest. Reveling in the feel of her bare skin against mine, I drop from our kiss, taking a beautiful pink bud into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue, and grazing my teeth against it. Tasting. Toying with it while the feeling of it dissolving radiates through me. She arches her back, bubbles rising around us as I coax her pleasure further. Suddenly, her mesmerizing tail is looping around me again, and I’m unable to move. I feel captured, yet utterly aroused.

She pushes me up against a rock covered in seaweed and her hand is around my cock. Her scales feel different under the water, almost like silk, only adding to the sensation and my building desire. I need to be inside of her. I trail a hand down to her waist to the front of her tail, searching for the spot where her wanting cunt would be. She smiles at me, saying something in the water, bubbles billowing around her so that I can’t make out what it was, and grabs my hand, guiding me to my prize.

And then just there, low between two feather soft fins that kiss at my hand, playful and wanting, there is a spot between two scales. I touch her entrance, its warmth like that of the sand on a squelching day, and she grips a handful of my hair as her tail tightens around me.

Suddenly my cock is at her entrance and that beautiful, pulsing spot opens, wrapping around the head of my length and pulling me in, inch by inch. I can feel each and every ridge of her sex as her pussy swallows me, squeezing and pulling until I’m sheathed to the hilt inside her. I didn’t think the feeling could get any better than this. I’m bound by her completely, her prisoner as she has her way with me. I can feel her lithe muscles rippling against me, and I clench my jaw at the pure power I feel there, holding back, not ready for this to be over yet. And then thosesweet, delicate fins framing her delicious cunt swept against my balls, flicking, tapping, teasing, and rubbing. I’m so close to coming, teetering delicately on the edge, desperate to hold out just a little bit longer.

Evie rocks her hips against me, and pure ecstasy pulses through me. I gaze up at her, and the look in her eyes, hungry, feral, and possessive, sends me over the edge. I come and ride the shockwaves of the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt in my life. She finds her own release with me, and her pussy pulses around me only making me come harder. We ride our waves together until we are both spent.

Finally, she releases me, and I’m so drunk with bliss that I begin to sink. Evie laughs, and I can hear the reverberation of it around me. She takes my hand and swims us back up to the surface, where the shimmering moonlight leads us.

As soon as we break free into the fresh air I’m gasping, still riding the high, “Fuck, you are absolutely extraordinary. Th—that was beyond words.”

She chuckles, and I can’t stop staring at the way her skin shifts like gemstones beneath the moon.

“I like it when you take control,” I say.

She kisses me for a long moment and then says, “So how was your first time with a siren?”

All I can say is, “Can we go for round two?”

16

Kai

I’m not sure how I’m supposed to go to the celebration in the Elder's hut after I’ve just had the most mind-blowing sex of my life. But here we are walking hand in hand up the beach.

Lantern light illuminates the large hut, flickering in the soft sea breeze. I don’t want to go, I would rather take Evie back into those waves and fuck her under the sea until the sun rose lazily above the horizon. But there is so much to be done, so much to uncover.

I force myself to think of Dru stuck here, of Mathius with no memory of who he once was, and of Evie longing to be free ofthis island. It grounds me, spurring me forward to the doorway of the hut.

Evie releases my hand before we enter the party, and I ache to grab it again, to feel her smooth skin against my palm. I have grown accustomed to her touch, and I am starting to ache every time I am parted from her.

She gives me a small, knowing smile, “I’m sorry, but I have to go find Florence.”

“I understand. I’ll see you later, then.” I say, returning the smile and watching as she disappears into the throng of bodies.

The air smells of sweat and sex mingled with the sweetness of the Elixir. I notice a drink in the hands of almost every man, but none in the hands of the sirens.

They are drugging them into sex and submission, taking away everything that makes these men unique— everything that makes them who they are. Now, these men are nothing more than husks of their true selves. Puppets to the Elixir—to this place and these sirens.

Evelyn is so unlike these other women. She cares, she doesn’t want a mindless man to fuck. She wants love and affection. She wants me to be me.

There has to be more to the story. I’m positive Evie told me everything she found out, but it’s likely she hasn’t been told the whole truth. If this Elder, Florence, raised her and kept so much from her, what else could she be hiding? What is happening on this Island?

I intend to find out, but first I want to find Mathius again, somewhere in the mass of tangled limbs, to see if he has taken the advice Evie gave him by not taking the Elixir tonight. After experiencing just a small bit of the effect it has, I hope he listens. I can’t imagine what centuries of that brain fog might feel like.

Turning to move around the room, I almost choke as I find myself face to face with my brother.

“Dru,” I breathe. He is here, a physical form in front of me. I blink, not sure I fully believe it’s him. Then he cocks his head, squinting at me in a way that is so incredibly Dru that I can’t help but reach out, crushing him in a hug.

He stiffens, and I release him, looking back at his face, so much like our fathers. He frowns, giving me a quizzical look, and takes a step back, “Do I know you?”

My heart lurches in my chest, and I look down at his hand where his fingers are wrapped around a cup, the sparkling pink Elixir taunting me from inside. I wrench it from his grip, throwing the contents to the floor, dropping the now empty cup as it thuds to the sand.

“What’s your problem?” Dru growls, pushing past me as he storms off toward a waiting trio of sirens.

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