[Siren Allure: Erotic Contemporary Romance, spanking, light consensual BDSM, HEA]
Olivia is a retired Army officer trying to make her way in the civilian world. She struggles with the demons of her past until she finds a MC member named Monster who helps her cope and find love in the strange and oftentimes uncertain world of ordinary civilians.
They laugh and love, meeting some interesting people along the way. Their love and very survival are put to the test when someone from the past threatens them. Caught between a rock and hard place, will Olivia’s training be enough to keep safe those she loves the most?
A Siren Erotic Romance
She stepped closer to the room and looked inside. Her jaw almost hit the wood floor. It was a stripper’s paradise in there. There were racks and racks of clothes. Well, it was a stretch calling what was in that room clothes. The “clothes” in the room were only scraps of lace, glitter, and leather. She stepped into the room and her eyes landed on a bikini top that was so small it probably wouldn’t cover the areolas on her large breasts. She wasn’t entirely sure that it wasn’t actually an eye patch. She lifted the small swatch of fabric off the hanger and turned to stare wide-eyed at the big lug behind her.
When the idiot saw what was dangling from her finger, his eyes dropped immediately to her much larger than average breasts and then back to the tinny tiny top. His pupils dilated and his nostrils flared. He pushed himself off of the doorframe and took a step into the room.
“That would be nice.” He growled as he licked his full lips.
Olivia made a choking sound. “You cannot be serious!” she said, staring at him in total disbelief. “This stupid little thing wouldn’t even cover my…” She stopped instantly when his eyes snapped up to hers and he made another step into the room. The air in the room was thick and crackled with his energy. “Never mind. Look, do you have a T-shirt that I could maybe borrow?” she asked as she quickly hid the little bit of a top behind her back.
He gave his head a slow shake no. “T-shirts are for club members only and women aren’t allowed in the club,” he said, his voice husky as his eyes slowly slid over her body from head to toe.
He gave his lips a slow, sexy lick that had Olivia shaking and this time it wasn’t from the cold or from a panic attack. God bless the man was potent. “What do you mean women can’t be in the club?” She indicated around the room with her hand and didn’t realize it was the one holding the ridiculous bikini top until his eyes snapped to her hand and he growled. She jerked her hand quickly behind her back and hid the top again.
“The only women allowed in this club either work here or belong to one of the men who are members of the club.” His voice was hard and he had crossed his arms over his chest again.
Olivia recognized his body language from years in her previous job and knew she wasn’t going to get anywhere. She let out a sigh and squeezed her eyes shut. She pinched the bridge of her nose to try and relieve some of the pressure behind her eyes when she felt the little strings on the bikini top tickle her nose and chin. Her eyes snapped open and she jerked her hand behind her back. Goliath was standing right in front of her now and she could feel his body heat. His hands were down by his side and they twitched like he wanted to reach out and grab her. That would be bad.
Instead he reached out and traced her full bottom lip with his thumb. Her pussy immediately clenched and creamed. It took a hell of a lot of her self-control not to flick the end of that thick callused digit with the tip of her tongue.
“Come on, sweets, I’m sure you can find something in here to wear,” he said with a dark chuckle. “I’ll give you a few minutes to look around…unless you want me to help you get dressed.”
Olivia shook her head no, albeit it was a little bit frantic. He gave another hot, sexy chuckle and left the room.
Olivia let the air whoosh out of her lungs and then looked around the room in distress. Nothing in the room was going to fit her. The problem was Olivia wasn’t petit. To be honest, Olivia wasn’t even an average size. No, Olivia was a plus-size woman. She wasn’t saggy and flabby. She was tight and toned but she was just big. She held to a very strict and intense workout regimen that kept her toned and healthy. She was what some might consider thick. Her granny, in her prime, stood six feet tall and was built like a linebacker almost, from years of physical labor. Olivia got her build from her granny but not her height. Olivia was only five feet six inches tall. Nothing in the room was going to fit her.
She looked around anyway because she knew she couldn’t stay in her wet clothes. She finally got to the racks at the back of the room and almost collapsed in relief. She had found some clothes that might actually fit. She tore through the rack eagerly and found a black pair of leggings and a gold, glittery, sheer baby-doll type shirt. She ripped off her wet clothes. She wiggled into the black leggings and put on the glittery shirt.
The shirt was long enough that it hung over her round ass, which she was comfortable with. The only major problem was that her breasts were showing through the shirt. It covered her but it did nothing to hide her nipples and areolas from view of the public. That just wasn’t going to work. She scrounged around some more and managed to find a white tank top made out of some stretchy spandex. It said “One size fits all” but Olivia wasn’t holding her breath. It was one of those body-shaper type garments. She tugged and wiggled the tank top over her body. It was tight but at least it covered her breasts and nipples from showing through the gold shirt. She put the outfit on and studied herself in the mirror.
She had to admit that she looked damn good.
Monster heard Olivia whimper above him and felt her thighs tighten ever so slightly around his head. He breathed her in one last time. He ran his tongue along her plump lower lips and then pushed his tongue through to her clit. He felt the little organ jump under his tongue and heard Olivia gasp. He had eaten her out before but this was different and they both knew it. There would be no stopping after her orgasm this time. This time he was going to claim her fully.
He licked her clit and took in her flavor closing his eyes and savoring her taste on his tongue. She tasted like honey and earth. She tasted so damn good and Monster wished he had more patience to savor her. There would be time for savoring later.
Monster caught her sensitive nub between his teeth and gently gnawed on it as he flicked his tongue across the slippery piece of flesh. He thrust two of his fingers into her pussy and pulled them across the front of her wet walls. He felt her muscles tighten around his fingers and felt her slick juices coat his hand as she screamed her release.
He looked up her body and saw her head thrown back and her breasts heaving. She was beautiful in her passion. He pushed and maneuvered her shaking form to the middle of the bed. He spread her thighs wide with his knees to make room for his large frame. His dick came into contact with her searing heat and he moaned his appreciation.
“Are you ready for me, baby?” he asked and barely recognized his own voice.
“Please, Monster, please, please, please, I need you,” Olivia begged. Her stormy green gaze locked on Monster’s face.
Monster grabbed his pulsing member and aimed it at her pink hole. The second he came into contact with his goal he had to grit his teeth to keep from coming. She was so fucking wet and hot. He wasn’t even inside her yet and she already felt amazing.
He gently probed her pussy for entry and gasped at how tight she was. The head of his massive cock finally popped past her tight protective muscles and Monster thought he was going to lose his mind. She felt amazing. He couldn’t stop the shudder that ran throughout his entire body.
“More, Monster, I need more!” Olivia whimpered as Monster stretched her to the point of pain, and he wasn’t even fully seated in her body yet. She had never felt anything like him before.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight. I don’t want to hurt you,” Monster said through gritted teeth as he fought the urge to thrust into her warm center. He pulled his hips back and pushed a little more of himself into her. He repeated this process until finally his cock head was kissing her cervix.
“Move, Monster! Please, I need you!” Olivia groaned as tears stung the backs of her eyes. He felt so good inside of her. So hot and hard.
Monster felt her muscles around his cock tighten and flex. He gasped at the sensation. He pulled his hips back until the mushroomed cap of his dick pulled against the protective muscles of her pussy. He thrust back into her in a slow but steady rhythm. As he felt her channel relax, Monster couldn’t hold back anymore. He thrust into her with speed and determination. He watched her gasp his name and felt her pussy knot around him every time his piercing ran across her spongy G-spot.
Monster ran his arms under Olivia’s shoulder and grabbed them to give himself more leverage. He watched as a sexy bead of sweat started moving down her neck. He buried his face in her neck and sucked the salty stream of liquid. Their sweat-soaked bodies moved against each other in a beautiful gliding motion. The sounds in the room consisted of wet flesh slapping together with moans and pants.
“So fuckin’ beautiful, baby! God you’re so good. So wet and tight.” Monster groaned in Olivia’s ear and took the dangling piece of flesh into his mouth and sucked it eagerly. He released her earlobe and dragged his tongue down her neck and sucked on the sensitive curve of her shoulder.
Olivia could barely stand it.