Siren in Store (4 page)

Burying his head in Beth’s chest, he
suckled her breasts and nibbled her nipples, all the while wiggling
his way out of his confining blue jeans until his shaft sprang
erect between them.

“Oh my,” Beth arched her hips upward
with a passionate moan, a move that engorged her tit between her
lover’s lips and locked their hips together.

“Oooh,” Landon growled with a smile,
his hands rubbing her thighs and sides with long, luxurious
strokes. “I think you’re the siren, baby.”

Beth’s girlish giggle charmed her
paramour as he raised her head from her breasts, charming her in
turn with an azure-eyed gaze that mirrored the sea.

“Nah, I think you still hold that
title,” she assured him, reaching upward to run her hands through
his long blond hair. “Make love to me, Landon.”

Eager to oblige her wishes, the
siren descended upon her, pressing his chest against hers as he
seized her lips in a passionate kiss.

The couple’s fingers and tongues
both entwined as he laid his lips into hers, his shaft springing
upward to tease her cleft as their legs entangled.

Landon kissed her senseless as he
reached between them to once again coax open her feminine folds,
this time using his finger tips to massage her and arouse her
nub.

“Oh you undo me,” Beth whispered
against her lips, wrapping her legs around his back in blatant
invitation.

“I want to undo you,” he said
between kisses, “more than that I want to please and satisfy you. I
want to heal you …”

With this, he plunged his cock to
the very depths of her slick wet pussy; moving within her to create
a rhythm that united them and rocked her to the core.

Beth pitched her head back to
release her own version of a siren’s cry, thrusting her hips hard
against Landon’s as he continued to penetrate her.

Her ardent lover never failed to
hold and caress her as his bulging shaft reached forth to her core,
raining kisses across her flushed face as he recited some poetic
words about the sun, the sand and the sea.

“Is this guy for real?” she mused,
pursing the lips he promptly seized in a smooth, bonding
kiss.

All coherent thought failed her
moments later, as with a final mighty thrust, he filled her to the
core, binding them as one while sweeping her up in a wild, fierce
embrace.

As one they rolled reckless across
the sand, the sun bathing their sweat-soaked bodies as the gulls
serenaded their newfound union.

“Strangely enough, I feel bound to
this man,” Beth’s eyes flew wide as she cupped the flawless carved
face of her lover, looking into his eyes as their bodies crossed
the threshold of an unbelievable orgasm.

They collapsed together in a tight
cocoon while screaming their mutual pleasure, their bodies
reverberating with the force of their orgasm as they sank in one
another’s arms.

“That was incredible,” Beth pinned
Landon with a dreamy stare, grinning as he graced her face with a
rain of adoring kisses. “If, I must say, just a little bit
insane.”

“Why do you say that, love?”
Landon’s voice slightly muffled as he buried his head in her
neck.

“Well, for one thing I have a
boyfriend,” she bit her lip, adding, “for another thing, I barely
know you.”

Landon pouted his lips, running his
hands through her billowy hair as he regarded her with a veiled
expression.

“Well, actually love, I do know
you,” he chucked her chin with affectionate fingers. “For months
now I’ve watched you from the water. Oh true enough, I never knew
your name. But somehow, I didn’t have to.”

She trembled in spite of herself as
his eyes came alight with a pure ethereal glow.

“Whenever I saw you you seemed to be
doing some sort of kindness—you might be picking up trash on the
sand, giving some coins to a homeless beachcomber, or stopping to
pet an ostrich or ibis …”

“Oh they’re adorable!” Beth
enthused, her fingers making idle circles in the sand beneath her.
“The flamingos are my faves though.”

“And that’s another thing I loved
about you,” Landon graced her with a playful nudge, pressing his
lips against her cheek. “You seem one with nature and the outdoors,
just as I am.”

Beth nodded, turning easily in her
lover’s arms to engage him in a loving hug.

“I might as well admit it,” she
tweaked his nose, “I guess I’m only really happy when I’m reading,
walking on the beach, swimming … or making love to you.”

Beaming his approval of this
sentiment, Landon reached behind her and felt around in a patch of
sand, producing a gift that grew wild across this stretch of
beach.

Beth gaped at the vision of her
floral gift; a sleek and silky scarlet azalea that shone like a
ruby in the rays of the sun.

“Let me make you happy, Beth,”
Landon urged her, pressing his flower into her palm and rising from
the sand, lifting her up with him to swing her to and fro in the
cradle of his nurturing arms.

“Forget about Woody,” he breathed,
setting her on her feet to engage her in a dance that swept them
across the beach.

The rubenesque Beth had never felt
particularly light or graceful, yet she felt lithe and girlish when
ensconced in the clasp of Landon’s muscled embrace. She sighed with
contentment as he swept her up in his arms, pressing his body up
against hers for the ultimate couples dance.

“Take me to the water,” she
whispered in his ear. “I want to swim with you.”

She cringed as Landon froze in her
arms, bringing their dance to an awkward halt as he cast his gaze
downward.

“Um yeah, about that,” he gestured
toward the sea before them. “The reason that I feel more
comfortable in the water, Beth, is because it’s my natural home,”
he shrugged. “My body changes in the water.”

“In what way?” Beth shrugged in kind
return. “Do you get a massive hard on or something?”

Landon laughed in spite of
himself.

“You’re closer to the truth than you
think,” he admitted, making swift strides toward the waves before
them. “Instead of explaining it to you, though, I’d rather show you
instead.”

Beth watched in sheer wonder as her
statuesque lover leapt headfirst from the surface of the sand;
executing a graceful leap that sent him soaring into the
air.

With a resounding splash he dove
into the water, his body merging with the waves as he dove beneath
the surface.

She gaped outright moments later, as
a large emerald fin protruded upright from the waters of Paradise
Bay, cutting an easy path through the waves beneath as Beth watched
in shock.

“It has to be him.”

Without further hesitation, Beth
dove into the bay, coming face to face with a real life
siren.

Landon’s upper half remained
markedly unchanged from his normal land bound state.

“Well I’d say that, in land or in
the water, the dude is decidedly a cut above normal,” Beth arched
her eyebrows, noting the way his luxurious blond hair now hung in
wet ringlets across his shoulders, giving way to a bulging chest
that now glistened with a sheen of dewy water droplets.

“You’re one of those few people who
looks amazingly good wet,” she observed, then, pointing to the
emerald green appendage that now protruded from her lover’s lower
half, “and—oh yeah—you have a fin.”

Landon stared wordlessly at his sole
observer, his face unreadable as she continued to admire the makeup
of his new physique.

Then he started laughing.
Hard.

“Oh yeah, and you have a fin,” he
repeated her curious words. “You’re amazing, Woman.”

Beth didn’t resist as he gathered
her up in a sweet embrace, his arms and fin both wrapping around
her to draw her closer still.

“How can you be so accepting of
this?” He arched his eyebrows, his satiny fin rubbing the length of
her legs as he cradled her in his arms.

“How can you be so accepting of
this?” She countered, gesturing toward the full hips and rounded
belly that other men mocked.

“Because it’s you,” Landon replied
in an instant, “and you’re beautiful.”

Beth nodded.

“And your fin is a part of you—one
that, frankly, I’m not all that shocked to see. As a fantasy
writer, I’ve always believed in otherworldly beings—especially
smexy ones.”

With this she swept him into her
arms, savoring the feel of his silken fin as it brushed against her
skin.

“Of course,” she continued,
trembling in spite of herself as desire overcame her. “The real
impossibility would be making love to a man with the body of a sea
sprite.”

She took in her breath as Landon
claimed her lips in a hot, passionate kiss.

“True,” he purred, searing her with
a sultry stare, “but a siren can make love to you.”

Beth’s breath suspended outright as
Landon dipped his hand beneath the water, caressing the curves of
her hips and thighs before stroking her feminine folds.

Between sweet kisses, he urged her
folds open and slipped his fingers deep into her slit, probing and
stroking her enflamed pussy as she moaned her approval.

“What are you doing?” she whispered,
her heart and clit pounding in accord as he pinned her with a hot
stare. “I feel like I’m about to explode.”

“You’ll see, love.”

The feeling enhanced as his magical
fingers continued to rub her pouch, seeming to seek the ultimate
source of her greatest feminine pleasure. Soon enough, he hit the
spot.

“Life as a siren’s woman is not
bound to be easy,” he whispered soft in her ear, “but every day and
night that you spend with me, Beth, please be assured of one thing
;I’ll always make you soaking wet.”

Beth screamed outright as Landon’s
fingertips made contact with her G-spot, sending her entire body
into a spasm of heat that rendered her insensible.

Soon, her entire body convulsed in
the heat of an intense orgasm, one she felt from the top of her
head to the tips of her toes, and of course in her pounding pussy,
which now shot forth with a clear stream of luscious feminine
juices.

The deepest and most delicious
sensation was the one she felt in her heart.

“I love you, Landon,” she gasped
out, clutching his shoulders for support.

Turning sideways in the water with
Beth in his arms, Landon joined hands with his smiling lady and
lead her forth to discover their paradise.

“I love you too, Beth,” he smiled at
her over his shoulder, “come home with me darling. Come be my queen
of the sea.”

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Megan Hussey is a feminist erotica
writer and editor with nine single-title ebooks, twelve anthology
stories, an erotic audio CD, and seven paperback novels in print.
From mermen to vampires, Megan's stories feature sexy, kind-natured
heroes and strong, real woman heroines.

Megan won an Honorable Mention for
Love Romances and More Cafe's 2007 Vampire Book of the Year award,
for her book "Under Cover of Night: The First Book of Nuit". She
was also a nominee for the Erotic Romance Reviews for Women Golden
Shoe Award; and her book The One that Got Away received a
Recommended Read rating from the Erotica Readers and Writers
Association.

She lives in Florida.

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