[Siren Classic: Erotic Paranormal Romance, HEA]
As a part of the royal line of magic, Maya Griffon knows just what evil is brewing in her own home. But to break free will take everything she has and everything she can give. Prophecy spoke of a way free, a way to find love and to have what she's always wanted, a man who can understand her like no other ever has. All she has to do now is convince him she is right.
Growing up poor, Quincy Wallace learned that everything has a price. Nothing is unconditional, and nothing is ever free. Love? Love is for those that can afford to be made the fool, something he will never be again. Maya, though, might just be the one person who can change all that if he dares to let her in.
With a crown on the line and danger pressing ever closer, love is truly the most powerful and pure magic there is. But will it be enough?
A Siren Erotic Romance
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“Are you sure that it’s all in place?” Talon demanded. “Everything is in place, right? She won’t actually be harmed, right?” He had planned everything perfectly. They had put everything into play so that Quincy would come into his power because it was now necessary that he do so.
“Absolutely.” Mac nodded and pointed to one of the human contractors they used on some missions. “Bernie will be driving, he’ll have a malfunction, the wheel will jerk out of his hands, he’ll be thrown out, and will roll. When he comes up, he’ll yell a warning out which Trey will echo from point B there.” He turned to point to the man. “We’ve done this over and over, easily twenty times. There have been a couple minor variations but absolutely nothing that could harm her. Especially if you’re right about Skittles’s instincts taking over like you think.”
“Trust me, with her being pregnant he’s going to make damn sure that she’s safe.” Well he had to assume that she was pregnant because she had been ovulating, and they had been far too fucking sexually active for his peace of mind. “Make it happen. Now.”
“You got it, boss.” Mac nodded and signalled to Bernie to get into place. Praying to Gaia everything went exactly as planned, he slipped up to his perch to wait and watch. Talon booked it out of there and ensured that he was nowhere near the scene so he couldn’t be blamed. Signalling Trey, who took up position reading as he did over lunch, everyone just waited until Mac spotted them. Watching until they hit the magic mark they’d figured out through a lot of trial and error, he pressed the comms. “All right, Bernie, they are moving right on pace.”
Mac watched as Maya moved from the run on the side of the compound’s road and off to the shade. It was at the three-mile mark where she typically ditched Quincy for his longer ten-mile mark. When Quincy began to come back around from his run, he knew that the timing was just right. Finally, when Quincy was close enough to Maya to see what was happening, he spoke softly in his mic and comms set. “All right, Bernie,” Mac said as he watched everything with a careful eye. “Trouble now.” Instantly the tire blew on the Jeep and threw the man out as it veered right where it was supposed to, straight for where Maya now stood stretching out her muscles from her run and waiting for Quincy. “Come on, Q,” Mac muttered and saw him coming right along.
Bernie stumbled to his feet on cue and yelled out a warning. Trey, popping his head up but too far away to do anything even with his speed, raced forward, lunch and book forgotten.
Catching a shimmer of light off of something, Quincy focused and stumbled. “Maya!” He screamed her name as he ran faster. He wasn’t going to make it. Trey wasn’t going to make it. In that instant everything narrowed down and he felt the huge surge of energy. Throwing out a hand, he disintegrated the Jeep into nothingness as he kept running to his mate.
Maya had turned when the shouts were yelled and just stood there. For the life of her she couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, just watched the Jeep tumbling toward her. Seeing Quincy, she turned to him and then she felt the intense surge of power and turned to watch the Jeep as it was destroyed so that not even a speck of dust remained of it.
Turning to Quincy, she ran for him, and when he caught her in his arms, held onto him tightly, shaking in fear at the realization of what nearly happened. “You saved me,” she whispered on a shaky breath, and tears dropped from her eyes.
Hugging her to him as tight as he could, Quincy kissed her face over and over even as Trey and an out-of-breath Bernie ran up to them. “Oh god, I’m so sorry. Are you all right?” Bernie asked with genuine horror in his voice and eyes. But it was Trey that gave it away and Quincy saw red.
“You motherfuckers,” he breathed out angrily.
Maya frowned and looked at the men and then back to Quincy. “Q?” she asked and then understood immediately. “Oh lord. Enough. I need you to get control of yourself, honey, or you are going to hurt someone.” And it wouldn’t be her. It would be his team, his friends.
“Get away from her, now,” Quincy said softly, energy beginning to crackle around him. “Leave,” he warned. It would be his only warning. He was so fucking mad. When Trey and Bernie backed off, he calmed a little and looked down at her. “Are you really all right?” he asked, running his hands over everything he could reach, checking her with care.
“Yes, honey, I’m perfectly fine,” she assured him and then moved in closer to him. “How about you? Are you all right, my love?” she asked and began to move her hands over him as well. “Are you okay, honey?”
“Scared out of about fifty years of my fucking life,” he said and hugged her to him again. “I can’t lose you, Maya,” he whispered as the last of his anger fell away and fear slid in and shook him. “I can’t lose you.” Oh Gods, he was going to burst into tears any second. Fucking great.
“You aren’t going to lose me. I love you so very much,” she told him as she stroked her hands over his back and tugged him in even closer. “How about you open a Vortex and slide us home?” She had only been able to do the single-person tunnels but he could, or should, be able to do the ones that would carry them both.
Her distraction was clear because her gaze locked in on him as soon as he dropped his pants and she couldn’t seem to stop herself from licking her lips and watching him. When he spoke, she nodded. Blindly, Maya peeled out of her jeans and panties in one push of fabric. Finally, naked and before him, she walked to him again and touched her hand to his chest. “Will we always feel this much need for each other?” she asked hopefully.
“More from what I’ve heard,” he murmured, bringing his hands up to rub up and down her arms lightly. Dropping his head, he kissed her again, his hands sliding over her back and down to her ass. Cupping the round globes, he squeezed gently as he slowly backed her toward the bed.
She walked along with him to the bed and when she felt it backing up against her knees, she climbed up and onto the bed. Crab walking back to the middle of the bed, she watched him and then lifted her foot to reach out to him. “Faster is better.” She gave him his words right back again.
“In some things, darling, but not all,” he said, capturing her foot, and grinned before pressing a kiss to her ankle. Easing up on the bed, he brushed a kiss up her leg to nuzzle at the back of her knee. “But in some things one needs to go at a slow pace to properly enjoy and savor everything. Especially firsts, little one,” he whispered, moving so he was leaning over her and could press a kiss to her lips.
“Oh.” She felt her body clench at the nuzzle that he gave the back of her knee. Who would have known that would have been a hot button for her? “God, that felt lovely.” She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his thigh and waist. “I think that we should do that again. I really liked that feeling.” It was as if his nuzzling the back of her knee was wired straight to her pussy, which clenched and dampened greatly.
“We will, on the second go if we can still both move,” he assured her softly. Nuzzling at her neck, he breathed her in and nipped gently at her neck. Stroking a hand down her throat, chest, belly, and over her pussy, he gently stroked her wetness.
“Oh God,” she cried out when his fingers dipped into the cleft of her pussy. “Again, come on, love, give me more, please,”
“In a moment.” He grinned, shifting to nuzzle her breasts and, pressing a finger into her sheath, he caught up a nipple and sucked hard. Rolling the tight bud around his tongue, he thrust his finger in and out of her slowly, enjoying the way her body arched, squirmed, and then fought to get away and closer all at the same time.
Maya’s body arched against his when he teased her. “Oh God.” She moaned. “I think that in a moment you are going to kill me,” she teased. “In a moment I think that I’m going to burn up in a flame of need.” Which was the Gods’ honest truth.
“You’ll survive,” he whispered, moving to her other breast. “Just lie back, enjoy, and soak it all in, darling.” Attaching his mouth to her other breast, he suckled at her. Pressing his thumb to her clitoris, he rubbed lightly as he continued to pump his finger in and out of her body, soon adding a second to stretch her and give her more pleasure.
“I love how that feels.” She moaned, opening her thighs more for him, needing to pull him in closer and hold him deeper, even though it was only his fingers. “More,” she begged, demanding, needful, frustrated.
Moving his mouth down slowly, he licked and nipped at her belly lightly. Shifting down between her legs, he pressed a kiss to her inner thigh. Moving his thumb, Quincy put his mouth over her clitoris and began to suckle and flick at the nub with his tongue.
For a moment she couldn’t breathe. For a moment air completely escaped her and she moved against him and whimpered. “I love how that feels.” So many new emotions, so many new sensations, so much tactile input.
Grinning, he nipped at her lightly and pressed a third finger in deeper. Stroking her lightly, he spread his fingers, stretching her. Suckling gently, he slid a hand up her body to cup her breast and massage gently, rolling her nipple.
“Oh God, oh God, oh God” seemed to be Maya’s new mantra. He watched as she winced, once, and then a second time with the slightest of pains but found herself lifting her hips to meet his mouth.
Watching her face, he eased up a little. He didn’t want her hurting. He wanted her swamped in pleasure. Stroking her lightly, he rubbed his tongue to her clitoris slowly. Flicking her tight nipple gently, he sucked hard once more before lifting his mouth. “More?” he asked her quietly.
“Yes!” Maya’s screams tore through the room. “Please, Gods, yes please, more.”
Grinning, he eased up over her and kissed her softly as he slowly withdrew his hand. “Then there will be more,” he murmured, adjusting her under him. Pressing against her, he took hold of his cock and pressed into her slowly. “Look at me, sweetheart,” he whispered.
Maya turned and looked up at him, her gaze taking in his as she watched him carefully. “Always,” she whispered to him with a smile. “I trust you, Quincy, now and always. Trust you,” she assured him and ran her leg up and down his leg, feeling him pressing against her opening and shivering as he did so.
“I’ve got you, sweet,” he murmured, sliding an arm around her waist. Touching her cheek with his free hand, he stroked her skin as he slowly slid ever deeper into her body. Brushing a kiss to her lips, he nibbled gently as he pressed deeper and deeper, pausing now and again to let her adjust to him.
She moved her legs and wrapped them around his waist a little higher. “Quincy.” She whispered the word, his name as a prayer. She felt the bite of pain. She felt the fullness, but it was so good. It was just what she needed, him. Only him.