Secrets of the Siren [Sirens and Sailors 5] (Siren Publishing Classic) (15 page)

“Well, it is if you can work fast.” Rechavia smiled broadly as his eyes twinkled.

“When are they coming?” Ligia sat down with her bowl.

“They’re all setting out tomorrow. We can have the weddin’ as soon as you like, darlin’.”

Ligia gaped.

“Is that too soon?” Aitan looked concerned.

Ligia’s face lit up and she smiled up at him, shaking her head.

“But you haven’t got a dress or the food or anything!” Kalliope seemed astonished.

“We’ll manage,” Ligia said simply, still smiling.

“I spoke to the registrar at the council, too. He can come over as soon as you like. Apparently there are not many weddings on the mainland at this time of the year as the weather’s not so good,” Aitan said with a smile as he took another mouthful of stew.

“Great. I’ll have a word with the girls tomorrow.” Ligia was beaming, much to Kalliope’s obvious surprise.

Rechavia cleared his throat as he saw his girl open her mouth to say something negative. She must have noticed his stern expression as her mouth quickly closed again.

“Well, thanks, Kally for a lovely meal. I think we’d better turn in now. It looks like we’ve got a busy day ahead tomorrow.” Aitan took his and Ligia’s dishes and placed them to one side, as he feigned a yawn.

“Shall I help with the pots?” Ligia offered, getting up.

Rechavia caught the look of dismay on Aitan’s face and put them both out of their misery. “No, it’s fine. I’ll help with that. You two get off to bed, you look like you need to get some, er, rest.” He sniggered.

“Thanks, bro,” muttered Aitan as the girls said good night.

Aitan smacked Ligia on the ass as he held the front door open for her to go inside.

“Ouch! What was that for?” It had stung, especially after the treatment her poor butt had received the previous night.

“You know full well what it’s for, darlin’. How could you offer to help with those dang dishes?” He followed her into their bedroom where he hauled off his clothes. His massive cock sprang free.

Ligia giggled. “I was only being polite.”

“To hell with politeness! I’m dyin’ over here in case you hadn’t noticed.”

“Well, I’m noticing
something
,” she teased as she threw her bikini on the floor.

“Well I’m real glad about that.” He took her in his arms and threw her onto the bed as he lay over her, hot and naked.

The moon was bright and streamed its beams through their open window, enveloping the couple in a silver glow.

“How’s that ass feelin’?” He gave her a salacious grin.

“A little sorer now than it was before you slapped it again,” she replied.

“You carry on with that sass and it’ll be even sorer, darlin’.”

Ligia clamped her lips together tightly.

“Now that’s more like it.”

She giggled in her throat at his mock admonishment.

“OK, now give me a kiss, gorgeous.”

Ligia’s lips were still clamped together and she shook her head, pointing to her mouth while she giggled.

“Oh I see.” Aitan started to tickle her until she had to open her mouth as she was laughing so much. He laughed too, before his lips locked onto hers and his wet tongue glided into her mouth, sliding around hers.

Ligia moaned and felt his rock-hard cock dig into her thigh. She had to feel sorry for him, as she knew he had been hard all evening. She felt his hand trail down her neat breast and tweak her nipple before continuing its journey southward. Ligia’s breath hitched as she anticipated his touch on her swollen pussy, and felt a gush as his deft fingers grazed over her clit.

Aitan groaned into her mouth as his hand was drenched in her ripe juices. Her skin was so soft and warm, and her beautiful face beamed up at him. Her red locks splayed over the Elmwood leaf cover, shimmering in the moonlight.

“Ligia, you are so beautiful. I can’t wait to make you my wife.”

She nibbled at his bottom lip playfully. “I can’t wait either.” Her voice was only a murmur, but it reverberated deliciously across his sensitive skin.

He was gazing at her face, as if seeing it for the first time. “I don’t think you realize just how gorgeous you are, darlin’.” He looked up to the ceiling. “I think maybe we should get a big mirror fastened up there so you can see what I see when we’re making love.”

Ligia’s eyes widened and she felt her pussy clench. “We can’t do that…”

“I don’t see why not. That ceiling looks sturdy enough, and it’ll lighten up the whole room. I reckon we’d both enjoy watching each other.”

“But no one…”

“No one on the island ever had a mirror on their ceiling before? Well no one ever got married here before either, but that’s not stopping us, is it now?”

She frowned. She couldn’t argue with his logic. She sighed and shook her head.

“It’s worth thinking about, don’t you reckon?”

“OK.” She faced the ceiling, wondering what it would be like to see Aitan’s ripped back right now. To watch his muscles ripple as he moved. See his expressions as he spoke to her while he kissed her body. See their bodies as they mingled and…She felt herself flush at the thought. Another gush escaped her pussy, making her gasp.

Aitan watched her face as her countenance ran through myriad scenarios. He could obviously tell that her first reaction of horror and indignation had quickly been replaced by delight and what he hoped was arousal. He grinned. “What was it like, watching those guys make love?” His voice was soft and sensual, and he was running his hands up and down the folds of her labia.

“It was…” She frowned. She had been surprised by the sudden question, but then her eyes wandered back to the ceiling and she understood why he was asking it. “It was amazing.” Her demeanour had changed now to dreamy and thoughtful as she was obviously casting her mind back to the incident in the storage facility of the ship.

“Tell me.” Aitan nibbled at her neck as he murmured to her. One of his hands was caressing the areola of her right nipple as the other splayed over her pubic bone, spanning out his fingers which reached into her juicy folds.

Ligia gasped. She wasn’t used to talking about sex in any detail, and was feeling so turned on she found it hard to think straight. She closed her eyes and summoned the scene with the two men. “You could feel this…
connection
between them. One was a bit more masterful than the other, but not in a bad way.”

“Like I was masterful last night?” His drawl drifted into her thoughts, which immediately switched to the scene in the woodland dungeon. An involuntary gush escaped her aching pussy.

“Not quite
that
masterful,” she said with a grin, her eyes still closed. She could feel Aitan smiling at her, even though she couldn’t see him.

“Go on,” he urged as he nibbled at her throat.

Ligia was feeling hot. His fingers were everywhere at once, everywhere except where she wanted them,
on her clit
.

“He sort of ordered the younger one about, told him what to do, but in a good way. It was a kind of
encouraging
way, you know?”

“Like I encourage you, darlin’?” His finger trailed up the side of her clit, not quite touching the tip, but the anticipation made her clench her pussy tight.

“Y–yes.” She was finding it hard to speak now. She could feel her heart thumping and her blood was surging so fast that the sound filled her ears. Her whole body tensed, hoping, willing him to touch the sensitive tip of her clit. He didn’t.
Damn!
In fact, he stopped his ministrations altogether.

She opened her eyes in surprise. He was smiling down at her. She frowned, confused. “You stopped.”

“
You
stopped.” The twinkle in his eye exasperated her and she realized what he meant.
If I don’t talk he don’t touch! Shit!

“You were saying one of the guys was encouraging the other to…you didn’t say what he was doing, as I recall,” he prompted with a raised eyebrow.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes again. She felt irritated and annoyed but at the same time like she was standing on a precipice ready to fall. “The one man had the other man’s cock in his mouth. He was caressing his balls with one of his big hands while the other was around his lover’s ass. You could tell they were in love. It was so beautiful.”

He had recommenced fondling her labia, teasing her clit but not quite hitting the right spot. She squirmed a little, trying to encourage his finger to find the place which would take her to paradise, but he didn’t comply. She suddenly felt a little panicked to get the story told, fearful that he wouldn’t let her come until she did. Her mind raced. “Then this guy sat on a barrel or something and had his legs right up on the other one’s shoulders. His butt was lifted off the surface. It was fantastic.” Her heart was racing again as her arousal grew at the memory, and also at the way Aitan was rubbing a finger up one side of her engorged clit.

“And?”

“This guy shoved his massive cock into the other guy’s ass, just as if it was a soft pussy. They were both moaning as he thrust in and out really hard. He was so forceful you’d think it would hurt but the other guy loved it. He just kept hammering it in and out.” She gulped as she realized how hard she was panting. She kept her eyes closed in the hope Aitan wouldn’t see how aroused she was getting just talking about it.
Fat chance!

“Did it turn you on?” Aitan’s hot breath breezed over her ear as he murmured the words. He didn’t need to ask as he could see the answer lying in front of him, but he wanted to hear it from her anyway.

His voice alone was enough to make her want to come on the spot, but she couldn’t just yet. He was brushing his finger down the other side of her clit, up one side then down the other. He used a slow rhythm which was driving her mad. She thrust her pussy into his hand and dug her nails into his shoulders as she clung to him.

“Yes, oh god yes!” she shouted.

“Did you come, darlin’? Did you come just watching them?”

“Yes!” She screamed her answer just as he swiped his finger over the tip of her clit and she felt the world spin around her. He continued to stimulate her pussy which drenched his big hand as she felt her body spasm with aftershocks which seemed to last for hours. As they died down she felt another sensation. His massive cock was kissing her pussy lips, a wet kiss which lingered and sent more shivers through her body. She half opened her eyes and gazed at him. The moonlight bounced around his sandy hair, making it appear almost golden. His eyes were dreamy and questioning. She nodded, smiling lazily at him.

Her pussy was so wet that his huge cock just slid into place, thick and hard. She felt it rub against her clit, and then her G-spot, and she gasped in delight. The sensations were like fire roaring into her body, and she felt herself tense again as her passion heightened. His thrusts were long and methodical and she silently begged him to hurry. Her pussy clenched his cock, trying to keep it inside her. He chuckled as he pulled away.

“Is this what you were thinking about when you saw him pounding into the other guy?” Aitan’s voice was rasping and he pumped into her even harder.

“Yes!”

“Did you want me to be ramming my hard cock into you like that, darlin’? Did you imagine it was me?” His eyes were hooded and his voice was husky.

“Yes. I wanted it to be you and me.
You
, doing it really hard,” she gasped.

“Like this?” He ploughed even deeper into her, and she felt he must have reached her womb. Her body lit up more than she ever imagined possible and she felt tingles run down her insides.

“Yes!” She screamed as her fervour mounted even more and she clenched his hard cock with her pussy.

He slammed into her again and again until suddenly they both yelled and came at the same time. His flaming hot seed shot up into her womb and he growled deep in his throat. She felt herself really let go and felt like she was flying on a cloud of ecstasy as she screeched with joy. His hot mouth devoured hers and his tongue plunged in, mimicking their lovemaking.

Ligia felt her heart leap and she tangled her tongue around his, passionately returning his ferocious kiss. She felt even more love for him than ever before, and wrapped her arms around his neck like she would never let go. This man, who could be so kind and gentle, so masterful and exciting, and so passionate and erotic, was everything she could ever wish for and more,
so much more.
She had never doubted their love but somehow it had now become even more intensified.

Their breathing eventually slowed and they relaxed in each other’s arms. A welcoming cool breeze swept in through the open window and washed over their fervent bodies.

“I love you,” Ligia whispered as her heart slowed down to match his steady thud.

“I love you too, darlin’.” She was vaguely aware of him kissing the top of her head before her sated body drifted into oblivion.

Despite their exertions of the previous night, Ligia was up before the sun the next morning. She quietly slipped out of bed, grabbed a clean bikini and strolled down to the beach. The tide was still in and she could hear the roar of the waves as she neared the sand. Looking out over the black sea she imagined it being her whole life spread out in front of her. The horizon was only just visible by a slight shimmer of light, heralding the coming dawn. Ligia smiled. She felt like a new woman today. Her mind was made up.