Page 22 of Siren Wishes
“You are a Siren. A temptation beyond anything I have ever known.”
She sucked in a breath and she helped him lift his shirt over his head and he undid the buttons on his shorts.
Then he lifted his hips and shoved them down his legs.
His cock was huge, thick and long, dripping with a clear, sticky fluid.
She let out a moan as it slid slowly down the large tip, wanting to lick it. To taste it.
He lifted her, “Are you ready for me? Are you wet for me?”
She nodded, and he notched the tip of his cock at her entrance, and she slowly slid her hips down until he hit the barrier inside her that she didn’t know was there.
He pushed his hips up and she cried out and he went still. “Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head, “It was just a slight pinch. I'm just so full.”
He groaned and lifted her hips, making her slide up his cock and then she dropped back down.
It felt so good and she lifted her hips over and over, sometimes almost letting his cock slide free, but keeping him inside and she rocked on him, with him buried deep and the sensations he was causing inside her were almost too much to bear.
He was holding her hips in an iron grip, and licking and sucking at her nipples, biting the tips softly.
She buried her fingers in his hair and pulled his head back, kissing him as she rolled her hips over him.
They were both groaning and moaning, and when he let go of her hip with one hand and brought it to her nub at the top of her sex, circling it with his finger and plucking at it, she could stand it no longer and cried out his name as she came.
He buried himself a handful times more and she could feel him jerk inside her, and this caused another orgasm to flow over, so strong that it caused her song to burst from her.
It fell from her lips and she was helpless to stop it, to keep it buried deep inside her lungs, and it flowed over both of them.
The winds picked up, the waves started rocking the boat under them and the animals that were nearby let out their songs to join hers.
Cruiz had gone still under her and she knew she needed to stop, but couldn’t and with each new note that fell free, she grew more scared and the skies went dark, the clouds rolling in, and making the waves start to grow with each gust of wind.
She climbed off Cruiz and felt his release slide down her legs and he sat in the chair, as if he was mesmerized.
It was her worst nightmare come to life, that she had done what she knew she couldn’t with someone who wasn’t her mate.
Her song kept coming, making the storm grow and build around them and Cruiz stood, his naked body drenched with the rain that had started to fall in great sheets.
“Soraya!”
She shook her head, unable to stop the song still bursting free from her and he stumbled toward her as if he was unable to control his movements.
She was doing this to him and had to stop it. She turned on him, diving off the boat, feeling something brush her back as she did so.
She had to get away from him before something happened. Had to stop the song and the storm. She had to find her father or Tridenton.
Had to keep him safe, even if he wasn’t her mate.
She felt the magic overtake her as her tail came back and she knew she needed to find her mother, to calm the storm and her song.
She sobbed, trying to stop, knowing it was impossible.
The deeper she got, the more her heart and chest ached until she could go no further.
She knew that she couldn’t leave Cruiz. Not like this.
