Secrets of the Siren [Sirens and Sailors 5] (Siren Publishing Classic) (21 page)

“You mean you’re making pictures of
us?
”
Ligia’s eyes were wide with wonder and delight.

“He sure is, darlin’. We’ll be able to look at the pictures and see how lovely you looked today.”

“You look lovely, too, Aitan.” She flushed.

Nuri spent the rest of the day and half the night creeping up on people and making them jump with his flashing. Everyone enjoyed a lovely buffet and some dancing to music which Suzy had provided. Some of them took advantage of the sea and plunged in to cool down.

As the sun set over the distant horizon, bathing the island in its usual pinkish cloud, Aitan and his bride shared a loving embrace on the shore.

“I can’t stop thinking how gorgeous you are, my darlin’ wife.” He took her mouth in a passionate kiss which resulted in a very disagreeable situation with his tight trousers. She giggled as she felt his ardour on her thigh. They were obviously both on the same wavelength as she was starting to feel a little uncomfortable in her white bikini, which, thankfully, was covered by her beautiful dress.

“Funny, I was just thinking the exact same thing about my husband.” She reached up and kissed him on the cheek, letting her hard nipples graze his chest.

He ran a hand down her arm tenderly, although he was clearly feeling far from gentle at the moment. “Your skin’s so soft, too,” he murmured as he lapped at her lip.

“Not only on my arms, either.” She gave him a tantalizing wink which was almost his undoing. She watched his expression change as his mind whirled when he realized that she had done more than just spend some bonding time with his sisters. His erection wept through his white trousers and he gasped. Ligia smirked as she felt her pussy gush at his excitement.

“I don’t think all this white was such a good idea,” he murmured as he nibbled her ear. She gushed again and looked down to see that there was a sticky mess between their two bodies which had penetrated their clothes.

“Aitan, Ligia.” Eritha’s voice ripped into their thoughts. Panic welled in Ligia. Hilarity welled in Aitan.

“Don’t look ’round. Pretend we haven’t heard her,” he whispered in her ear and then licked it, making her gasp as her pussy clenched. “Time for a swim.” He pulled her dress from her and ripped off his attire before they both ran into the water and covered their embarrassment. Eritha stood on the shore and watched them in yet another embrace. She smiled as she saw the state of the clothing they had left behind and shook her head.

“The water’s a bit cold.” Ligia giggled into Aitan’s ear and they held each other close.

“Hope it’s not
too
cold,” he murmured as he took her mouth in his again. “After all, it
is
our wedding night.”

He led her to a secluded spot around the other side of the island. They could just hear the faint bass of the music as they kissed in the darkening water. “You look so beautiful, darlin’.” He gazed in awe at her loveliness as he nibbled at her soft skin. His hand drifted under the water and tickled the inside of her thigh before trailing up to slip inside her panties. A dazzling smile covered his face as he felt her smooth pussy, and he gasped.

“Do you like it? Geva said lots of women have…”

“I love it.”

“She said it could always grow back if you preferred, but if not she’s given me…”

“Shh.” His lips smothered hers again and his hot tongue plunged into her welcoming mouth. He must have felt her jaw relax and knew that she was satisfied she had done the right thing in trusting his little sister.

He removed her whole bikini in a heartbeat, throwing it back to the shore behind them. He must have known she couldn’t have missed the size of his erection as soon as he had ripped off his trousers, and used his engorged cock to tease the smooth flesh of her pussy. He needn’t have worried about the coldness of the water.

Ligia felt her breath hitch as his velvety cockhead stroked her raw skin and she gripped his shoulders as her head fell backward. Aitan took the opportunity to run his tongue down her neck and throat, making her sigh in delight. Her pert breasts were thrust into his ripped chest and he felt her tight nipples dig into his wet flesh.

Aitan was finding it hard to keep his hands off her smooth pussy. He had never imagined she would shave for him, and made a mental note to thank his sister later. He also realized he would have to buy twice as many razor blades in the future, as this was one change in her he intended to keep! He couldn’t hold out much longer and swiftly lifted her up. Her lithe legs automatically wrapped around his taught waist and she leaned back even further. She was weightless as he supported her with one arm and positioned his cock to her soft pussy lips. He watched her smile broaden, and her pale green eyes shone at him through dilated pupils as he slowly sank his thick cock into her pulsating body.

Ligia had never felt so alive. She felt so much more sensitive now that she had nothing between her skin and his, and his massive cock was pounding into her in time with her own heart. She felt so close to him. Her husband. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to float on the surface of the water while he supported her. Her hands held onto his strong arms as she clenched his cock with her muscles and hammered back at him. She could feel that he was trying to hold off until she came, and it made her love him even more. She bore down hard on his massive cock, never wanting to let it go. She would keep it inside her as long as was humanly possible. As the sensations burned into her soul, she felt the fire in her stomach and screeched as it tore through her body. He grunted and came as soon as she shuddered, his boiling seed gushing up to her waiting womb. His orgasm came in long waves as he thrust harder and harder into her sensuous body. His wife’s body.

Ligia felt herself floating in more ways than one, as her body eventually began to relax. Her husband sighed and finally retreated from the clutches of her pussy. He looked down at her as her body floated on the water’s surface, her little breasts popping up out of the black water. She guessed he could just see her pale pussy, perfectly smooth and bare. Her red hair was splayed out around her face. She must have looked just like a water nymph. She stared up at his gorgeous face and felt proud to have given herself to him. She was his.
His
.

When they had recovered, Aitan took her hand and led her back out of the water. Still naked, he ensured they were out of sight of the party revellers as he took her through the trees until they came to the woodland dungeon. Ligia gasped. Lanterns had been placed in strategic positions around the apparatus, casting deliciously ominous shadows in places, while lighting up others. She gaped at her husband.

“It’s all ours for the night. A wedding gift from Rech. He also gave us this.” Aitan took a wooden instrument which had been left on the makeshift sofa. It had a short handle and a wide, flat piece at the end. A piece of white ribbon had been tied in a bow around the handle.

Ligia’s eyes opened wide. Excitement surged inside her, causing a warm glow in her stomach and an even warmer gush down her bare leg. She tried to cross her legs in embarrassment but Aitan was too quick for her. He led her over to a large tree and took a coil of rope which hung from one of its branches.

“Hug the trunk.” His voice came out deep and low, making her quiver with anticipation.

Ligia’s slim arms grasped the thick tree trunk and Aitan swiftly tied her hands together around it.

“Legs out to the sides.” That voice again.

She couldn’t help but obey that tone, although she did worry that she might fall over if she tried to wrap her legs too far around the enormous tree.

Aitan tied the rope around her ankles, leaving her trembling feet flat on the ground for support.

She turned her face sideways onto the bark and closed her eyes as he rubbed her ass, dipping his finger into her wetness and wiping it around her perineum.

“All right, darlin’. Now this here’s called a paddle and it’s used to smack you with. It won’t hurt, I promise—in fact, I think you’ll love it.” With that the handsome sailor swept the implement backward and whacked her soft, round, butt.

“Ooh!” The sensation surprised Ligia and she smiled.

It wasn’t at all sore. It was more of a thud than a smack, and he seemed to hit it upward, making delicious tinglings which ricocheted through her ass and pussy as everything vibrated.

“I promised you you’d like it,” he whispered close to her ear.

Ligia squirmed against the rough bark of the tree, grateful for the feel of the cool wood against her throbbing pussy.

Aitan whacked her again and she was aware of liquid running down her inner thigh and then disappearing into the thick bark. He continued to whack her again and again, as she moaned appreciatively. He continued to stroke her ass and her back between whacks, and the feel of his warm hands on her trembling skin caused her to stay on edge, as he tickled and caressed through the vibrations. Once or twice he got even closer to her and she could feel his rock-hard cock against her leg. That made her gush even more, and she was grateful for the shadows which hid her embarrassment.

“Tell me how much you love it, wife,” he commanded in a deep growl.

“I–I love it,
husband
.” She gasped.

She could hear him chuckle and could tell by his rampant breathing that he was very close to his climax. This aroused her even more and another huge gush of her juice trailed down the tree trunk. Aitan must have noticed because his finger went straight to her dripping pussy, and he wiped the liquid around her bare pussy and up to her asshole. She felt herself wince with delight as his finger gently probed her tight rosette.

“I can’t wait to take this gorgeous ass of yours, darlin’.” His voice was hoarse as he whispered into her ear. She hadn’t realized just how much she would love the more dominant aspect of her husband, but was thrilled at the effect it had on her.

This was her undoing and she yelled as she rose to her peak. “Take me, Aitan, please!”

She heard a thud as the paddle hit the ground and felt his massive dick thrust into her pussy. It felt like a hot poker, drilling straight to her soul, and she screamed her orgasm as every nerve ending was set alight. He gave a deep growl as he came, shooting his boiling seed straight to her womb. His hands squeezed between the trunk to pinch her hard nipples and she screamed again. Over and over he pounded into her as they both moaned and pressed their hot bodies against the callused bark of the ancient tree. One of his hands slid down her stomach and managed to find her soaking pussy, and he reached in to pinch her clit, resulting in her spasming hard and coming again with a shriek. He continued to stroke the ultra-sensitive, incredibly soft skin of her pussy as they both enjoyed multiple aftershocks on their way back down to earth.

When he had recovered himself, Aitan untied his bride and carried her home, leaving the twinkling lights and the smell of sex behind them.

She draped her arms around his solid shoulders and nuzzled into his ripped chest dreamily as she was taken to her own bed in her own house by her own husband.

* * * *

The happy couple didn’t awaken until late the following morning. Their passion had been reawakened sometime in the early hours and they had both been too exhausted afterward to even think about getting out of bed.

“Good morning, you two!”

Rechavia’s tanned face appeared at their bedroom window. They had vaguely been aware of voices outside, but decided to ignore them.

“Rech, that’s cruel!” They heard Kalliope admonish him.

“Nah. It’s got to be done.” Rechavia was adamant.

Ligia was cradled in Aitan’s arms, keeping her eyes shut tightly in the hope that her neighbour would take the hint and go away.
No such luck!

They heard a huff from Kalliope and the next thing she was leaning into the window next to her man. Aitan giggled. “This better be important,” he said in a mock warning.

“Rech wants to hold another meeting,” Kalliope explained.

Aitan rolled his eyes. “Well you can do that without us, can’t you?”

Ligia’s eyes were still shut as she snuggled into her husband. “Make them go away,” she moaned.

“Sorry, Li. It’s Rech’s fault.” Kalliope seemed genuinely apologetic.

“Don’t worry, I’m not expecting you two lovebirds to attend. I just wanted to get the opinion of our ‘sleeping partners’ before putting it to the islanders’ vote,” Rechavia explained.

Ligia’s eyes popped open. This sounded serious.

“Opinion about what, exactly?” Aitan continued to hold his wife in his arms as they lay under the Elmwood leaf, though his interest had certainly piqued.

“It’s good news. Remember all that stuff they told us at the CEBE about the fraud going on with the CEBW?” Rech’s eyes had lit up, evidently glad that he’d finally got their attention.

“Yeah. They caught the fuckers but someone had already stolen the money, allegedly,” Aitan concurred with a stretch.

“Yep. Well they had. Those motherfucking pirates had the cash in their safes. Anyway, I’ll cut a long story short…”

“Yeah, we’d really appreciate that, bro.” Aitan threw him a look.