Page 34 of Song For His Siren
“Next time you guys are here, look us up in Hecate’s Hollow. We’ll keep this for you,” said Abe, patting the camper.
“I appreciate it. Thank you.”
“Hey, a friend of Bridget’s is a friend of ours. When you come back, I have so many questions,” Asher said, shaking their hands.
“Should we get going?” Calli asked him. There was uncertainty on her face; she was trying to push away, but he saw it.
Khuldruk cupped her cheek and gave a small nod.
“Now this I’ve got to see,” Bridget said with a grin stretching across her face.
Khuldruk opened his phone and pushed the blue swirl button next to the purple Kiss-Meet app. Before them appeared a cave.
“Wow,” said Asher.
“It’s incredible,” said Bridget.
Calli turned and pulled Bridget into a hug. “I’ll miss you. Thank you for everything.”
“Never fear, lass. We’ll meet again.”
Callie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Are you ready?”
Khuldruk held out his hand. She took it, smiling up at him.
Together, they walked into the cave.
18
CALLI
As they came out of the cave, it was as if the air shifted around her, and things felt different. It was as if something inside of her sparkled.
"Wow, I think I can feel my magic," she said with a shimmer in her voice.
"I can feel it too," said a lower voice than she was used to hearing. She turned to Khuldruk but found she was looking at a giant bicep where she expected his head to be.
Her eyes drew up, up, up until she was looking into his icy blue eyes. She had only truly seen him like this once, and honestly, she had been terrified. Not of him per se, just terrified of everything she learned that night. Never him.
But right now, she wasn't feeling fear. She was feeling one thing: lust. He held her gaze, his hunger equal to her own. Then, he took a sniff, and a growl rumbled from deep inside of him. She felt that growl right between her legs, and her knees nearly buckled with desire.
He wrapped his arms around her and held her close, kissing down her neck. Her arms snaked around his neck, and he pickedher up clean off the ground, pressing her back against a tree and kissing her neck.
"Gods, you smell good," he grunted. "I need to taste you right now."
Before she knew what had happened, he was no longer pressing her into the tree but carrying her chest-to-chest as she clung to him. They crashed through the forest until they came to a clearing next to a small stream. Beside the stream sat a big boulder.
He set her down on the boulder and dropped to his knees, throwing up her skirt.
"Dru," she gasped. There was a small part of her that wanted to tug her skirt down, but that part was very small. The biggest part was this bone-deep desire to be connected to this man in every way she could.
He ran his nose along her slit and sniffed her. Then, his tongue lapped up her slit as she moaned. After another slow lap, the tip of his tongue flicked over her clit, and he slipped in one large finger. Another moan echoed through her as she rocked further onto his thick finger. Her release was already building as he continued to work her.
He added another thick finger, and it felt just about as big as anything she had taken before. If it wasn’t for the pleasure already coursing through her, it might scare her. She was so close, one more circle of his tongue, and she would be coming undone.
Suddenly, his mouth pulled away, just when she was about to climax. He sat back on his haunches, still working her with his two fingers. She wanted to push his head back down, but he was gazing at her, his fingers stretching her.
"You're going to take me so well. Can you take another finger?" he asked, looking up at her.
