[Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove: Erotic Romance, Alternative, Fantasy, Paranormal, Shape-shifters, MM, HEA]
Adam Rivers is about to be sacrificed to the bloodthirsty dragons for the crime of not paying his debts.
Instead of being eaten alive, he wakes up as he's being touched in the most wonderful way he can imagine. Someone he knows, someone familiar, is on top of him, loving him, and claims that Adam belongs to him. Adam, not knowing what is happening, but just happy to be alive, willingly gives in.
His new lover is the very dragon who spirited him away. Novik Gray claims to love and adore Adam, and that he will do anything to protect him. Adam recalls saving Novik's life ten years earlier, but is Novik simply confusing gratitude with love? All Adam knows is that he wants to stay by the man's side, but when a friend is put in danger, Adam will be forced to test just how much Novik truly claims to love him.
Beware the Dragons
Adam Rivers is still getting used to life as being the only human mated to a dragon in an enemy nest. His lover, dragon warrior Novik Grey, is always accommodating, even if there are others who want to see Adam gone.
After Novik rescues a friend of Adam's, tension in the nest rises, and the humans are considering going to war against the dragons. This is enough to cause a lot of stress and anxiety throughout the dragons, and Adam doesn't want to complain, even when a few people come a little too close, sound a little too threatening. Adam wants to take some of the load off of Novik's shoulders by handling this himself, by proving that he doesn't always have to rely on Novik to save him.
When the dragons get together and form a plot to get Adam out of the nest, without his or Novik's permission, Adam might just be a little in over his head.
Marcy Jacks is a Siren-exclusive author.
Jason immediately tensed up, no longer calm and quiet like he’d been before. “Don’t fucking touch her!”
Athy screamed. Her face was dusty, which made the tear tracks all the more visible. “Jason!” she cried out, flailing and yanking her body around, trying to escape her husband’s arms.
Adam looked to his best friend, who was snarling and twisting as much as his little sister, trying to free himself from the ropes.
“Jason, listen to me, listen! This is what he wants. He likes seeing you like this. You can’t give that to him.”
Jason wouldn’t listen. His eyes were on his crying sister, who was now on her knees in front of her husband, begging the man to save Jason and Adam. Adam hated watching her grab at David’s clothes, hated watching David smirk and smile at his friends as though the entire scene was cute.
He didn’t have to give her anything. He already had her.
Finally, David looked up at them, and he was apparently going to show some mercy. “I’ll pay for one of them. I’ll settle the debts of one. Choose now.”
“Oh, fuck,” Adam said, looking at Jason, knowing who it was going to be.
Jason stared back, and his honey-colored eyes were wide and afraid. They hadn’t been like that at all when they’d been sentenced, not even when their hands were being tied in place, cutting off circulation to the rest of their bodies. It was as though the idea of living without Adam was even worse than dying beside him.
Athy shook her head, dirty orange curls swaying around her face. “I–I can’t, please. I need both of them. You have the money. You can do that, right? You said you loved me.”
“I have money, but not enough to be throwing around on two men whose debts are so high that they’re being left for the dragons. And after they both attacked me and my family, one is more than generous. Now pick one.”
Athy cried a little more, shaking her head. Jason wasn’t saying anything to her. The entire village was watching this. The large brass bowls hadn’t been lit yet, and until they were, no dragons would come to feed.
“Athy,” Adam called, saying her name again when he couldn’t get through to her. “Athy, listen to me. It’s okay. It’s all right. Get your brother out of here, and everything will be fine, all right? Ask for Jason.”
Athy looked up at him, and she looked nothing at all like the beautiful girl he knew was beneath all that dirt and grime. She looked as though she’d dug a tunnel out of her husband’s house in order to escape and be here.
Adam looked her right in the eye. “You have nothing to feel guilty for. I’m giving you my permission to do this. It’s all right.”
Athy hiccupped some more. Her chest heaved as though she couldn’t take in a proper breath of air.
Then she nodded. “Jason. I want Jason, please, I want my brother.”
David stood taller, straighter, as if he was made proud by his wife’s admission.
Then he looked up at Jason with the worst sort of sneer Adam had ever seen on the man’s face. “There, you see? Now you know which one of you she loves best.”
Without another word, David turned around and started to walk away.
Adam deflated, knowing what this had been.
Athy scrambled after her husband and grabbed on to his coattails. “W–wait! You said you would let him down, that you would pay for him.”
David wiped his jaw and then turned to his wife, his expression fake, that of a man who was about to give bad news and hated it. He was loving this. “I’m sorry, my dear, but I’ve changed my mind,” he said then nodded to the men with the torches, standing by the metal bowls of fuel and wood.
Athy screamed and tried to rush to them just as the fires were lit, but David’s men stopped her again, grabbing her arms and pulling her back.
Adam could hardly bear the sound of her screaming their names, and when he looked at Jason, the man was actually crying. His body trembled on the stake he was tied to, looking as though he was barely containing himself from completely losing it.
Adam had only ever seen him cry when they were still teenagers together. At least Jason’s pain wouldn’t last for long. The dragon roars sounded, a noise so harsh that the air around them trembled, and the villagers all moved back, stepping into their huts. The huts were long, wooden, and had narrow windows that would allow everyone to see the show when the dragons arrived.
Adam heard the flapping of dragon wings coming, and when a huge shadow passed over them, he realized he wasn’t as ready for this as he’d thought he was.
“Hey, Jason,” Adam said.
Jason could barely look at him, but then that was all he could look at, as if he was afraid of putting his eyes anywhere else. “Y–yeah?”
Adam swallowed hard and then smiled. “That actually was me who put those frogs in your bed last week.”
Jason frowned, as though he didn’t understand the significance when they were about to be eaten alive, and then he burst out laughing. “You fucking dickhead. If we weren’t about to die, I’d kill you myself.”
Which would never happen now since a heavy weight descended down upon them filled with green and red glittering scales that were so close Adam could see his reflection in them. He was pretty damned terrified. He didn’t even look like himself.
The dragon roared long and loud, and the other prisoners started to really scream.
Adam moaned and shifted. He was on something soft, warm, and thick. A cloud. That’s what it was. Yeah, he was super dead, and now he was enjoying his afterlife in a bed-shaped cloud, and someone’s warm, wet mouth was bobbing up and down on his cock.
He didn’t exactly want to open his eyes, just in case all of this actually was a dream and he really was being digested slowly in a monster’s belly, but he was too damned curious to fight against it.
He was definitely alive, and when he opened his eyes, there was a blond head of hair over his hips, moving up and down, up and down.
“Holy God,” Adam said, letting his head fall back. The ceiling above him looked to be made out of stone, and now that he was a bit more on the aware side, he realized the bed he was in was an actual bed.
There were furs on it, however. Warm, soft furs, and he was actually getting his dick sucked by…
Who the hell was this?
Adam forced himself to look down, swallowing through the assault of pleasure his body was experiencing. The man—because despite the amazing hair, that’s exactly what it was—looked back up at him.
Glittering green eyes, eyes so intensely green that Adam’s breath hitched.
He’d seen those somewhere before.
The man lifted his mouth away from Adam’s cock, leaving him feeling a little cold, but it wasn’t enough for his erection to shrivel away.
There was total lust on the man’s face, and suddenly Adam didn’t know what mistake had been made that put him in this man’s bed, but he didn’t exactly care.
“You have perfect cheekbones.”
The man’s eyes widened, and he jolted back a little, as though Adam’s words had startled him, right before he started laughing.
Fucking hell, that was the most amazing laugh Adam had ever heard in his entire life. He wanted to wrap himself up in it and cuddle it.
“After waking up with my lips on your cock, that’s the first thing you manage to say?”
“Uh, yeah?” Adam said, and he didn’t try to stop the man when his hand wrapped around Adam’s cock, stroking him this time instead of sucking him.
“Do you like this?” he asked.
Hell yes. Adam didn’t say that, but he did nod his head. He had to swallow hard again. “N–not that I’m complaining or anything, but what are you doing?”
“Taking you,” the man said. “You’re mine now. I’ve wanted you for so damned long.”
Had they ever met before? Adam didn’t much care. He was too horny to care as he humped his hips forward, fucking into the man’s hand. He’d put something wet and slick on his palm before touching Adam like that. Probably oil. Whatever it was, it was fucking amazing, and Adam couldn’t get enough of it.
The man’s hand pumped him softly, slowly forcing Adam’s pleasure to build and then making sure that he didn’t climb too high.
It was the perfect pace. He needed more. Adam reached up and touched his nipples, moaning as he did so.
The man above him moaned as well and then leaned down and let his mouth cover one nipple for himself, and then his tongue and teeth worked the hard nub.
Adam put his hands in the man’s hair, marveling at how soft it was for a man. His hands were soft as well, not hard and calloused like Adam’s hands were from years of working in the woods, chopping trees, or cutting stones with Jason.
The man above him who touched him so well, who was bringing him off, eventually left Adam’s cock behind and then gently rolled and played with his sac, sending all new sensations through Adam’s body.
Then his fingers moved to Adam’s pucker, pressing gently against his asshole.
“Tell me how much you want this,” the man said.
Adam’s words came out as a moan. “A lot. I want it a lot.”
“That’s not good enough,” said the man, his voice sounded like a growl. “Tell me like you mean it, that you want me to fuck you,” he said and then pushed a single finger inside just for good measure, almost immediately finding Adam’s prostate and driving him out of his damned mind.
Oh fuck. “I want it. I want you to fuck me. Fuck, please,” he begged and then grabbed on to the man’s shoulder and yanked him close.
The man was strong, his muscles huge and firm but not disproportioned.
He was clearly wealthy, and Adam had no idea how he’d gotten to be here, sold to be someone’s sex slave, but he didn’t give a damn either. He just wanted it so badly he thought he could taste it.
The man above him—his new master?—pushed his finger back and forth inside of Adam’s hole, hooking it and finger fucking him, adding in another finger, and then the burning started when he pushed in a third.
Adam’s body flared to life, and he tensed up from the sudden and unexpected jolt he’d received.
“Are you a virgin?” the man asked, sounding very much like the thought of that pleased him.
Shit. Had he paid for a virgin? If he did and Adam confessed that he wasn’t, would he be sent back to be tied to the stakes?
“Answer me,” the man said, and he made that little growling noise again.
It was somewhat cute, but it also sent all kinds of terrible shivers through Adam’s spine. This guy was someone to be afraid of.
“I’m a virgin if you want me to be,” Adam said.
Beware the Dragons
“Can we be alone?” Adam asked, looking up into Novik's green eyes.
Novik smiled down at him, but it wasn't a calm smile, it was predatory. He knew perfectly well what Adam wanted.
Adam's cock hardening between them was probably the dead giveaway for that. “Yes, absolutely yes. First I just need to speak with Dravick about what happened in the village, yeah? Then we can go.”
Adam was already antsy and waiting for it. He wanted it, and he couldn't wait to get out of here to give Novik all the praise he'd earned for the amazing thing he'd just done.
Looking back at Athy and Jason, who were still smiling and holding each other, though now both were crying, was enough to make Adam's eyes burn. He was going to cry if he didn't look away from them.
So he did, and he noted the way both Javick and Kraigan were watching the two.
Kraigan had on his usual sour expression, though it was lessened somewhat as he watched the reunion. Such a touching moment was probably enough to make any man feel less antagonistic. Javick, however, was watching Athy.
Uh oh. Adam's protective instincts immediately flared to life inside of him.
Athy had already suffered enough. Forced to marry a man who had raped her, Adam wasn't about to let her feel any discomfort from another unwanted suitor.
Perhaps Javick felt Adam's glare, because the heat of it forced him to search around for the cause of whatever was sending that much hateful energy his way.
Their eyes met, and Javick's brows lifted, right before he smiled.
Adam didn't smile back. He was going to have to have a word with Novik about what his friends tried to do around Athy.
“He won't hurt her. He was very gentle with her on the ride back.”
Adam jumped and nearly flew away from the small, and unfamiliar voice that had just spoken in his ear.
At first he thought it was a woman, based on the soft expression. The person was only wearing thin sandals and a pair of leggings that were cut off at the knees, no shirt, no tunic and hood. Completely bare chested, but that was normal with some female servants.
Not in the nest it wasn't. Women didn't walk around bare chested, no matter how flat their chests were.
This was a man. It took several seconds before Adam was able to see that, and then several more before his mind would believe it. This was actually a man, more like a boy.
The interesting thing was his hair. It was bright blue, and stood up in shocks on all angles on the side of his head. Probably from the flight back to the nest?
Adam looked up. Novik was speaking with his cousin, and looking back at them. Dravick turned his wide eyes to the boy with the blue hair with sudden interest, but it was more of a shocked interest. Lightning was the one who stared at the servant with the expression of a man who was searching for something a little more.
“I'm sorry, but I don't think I've ever seen you before. Who are you?” Adam asked, trying to be polite just in case this young man actually was from this nest.
A lot of the humans who worked in the nest didn't particularly like Adam for mating with the leader of the dragon warriors. They felt it afforded him all sorts of perks and luxuries that they were not allowed to have.
The young man—boy?—stared up at him. Even his eyes were blue. The same color blue as his hair.
Hair dye was common enough. Some ladies even made their hair pink or a yellow blond, but Adam had never seen anything like this. Especially on a young man.
“I'm from the same village as you,” he said. “My name is Blue.”
Of course. Why not?
“How come I've never seen you before?”
“I've seen you,” Blue said, nodding to Athy. “You're her brother, right?”
Adam nodded, even though he actually wasn't. Didn't matter. He was as good as.
“I was a servant in her husband's house. I saw when you and Jason attacked the family after the wedding.” Blue turned his eyes back to Athy. Though they were a pretty color of blue, they appeared to be almost dead of any emotion. “She took care of me in the house. Asked to have me come with her when the new masters came to take her, so I went.”
Adam tensed from top to bottom. This was a servant in David's house?
His first thought was to be angry, but then it melted away almost as quickly as it had arrived. How could he be angry with someone so small and weak as this? Clearly David hadn't treated the boy very well, though he didn't understand why, not in the least.
Word around the village was the to work in David's home was to be paid well, be respected among the community, and still have enough time left over to spend with family.
Hell, even Jason and Adam had applied for jobs in David's kitchen from time to time.
Back before they knew what an utter prick he was.
Novik returned, as did Dravick, who introduced himself to Blue. It was interesting to note that Dravick did not reveal himself as a king to the boy. Maybe Blue would have just been terrified by the idea of being put in front of a dragon king. He wouldn't know what to do.
Novik, however, put his hands on Adam's shoulders, getting his attention. “Let's go be alone,” he said.
Any thoughts about the newcomer immediately fled from Adam's mind.
He turned quickly to Jason and Athy, who were all smiles as they thanked Lightning and Javick for rescuing her.
They were happy enough, and wouldn't notice Adam was away for a long time. Adam decided to let them be and give his own kind of thanks to his mate.
He didn't often do this. He wasn't even sure why. Whenever he did, however, it made him want his mate all the more. Adam's moans, his soft sighs, and the way he hissed and begged for it all went directly to Novik's cock. He couldn't take much more of it.
Ah, that was why Novik didn't do this too often, because every time he did, every time he put his tongue here and pressed inside, the sounds of encouragement that Adam made always went right to Novik's cock and balls, making the muscles in his own body tighten up as an orgasm sliced across him like the thin edge of a knife. Right there, but never quite sinking in deep enough to end what they were doing.
He wanted to last longer than that.
Novik reached around and found Adam's cock. It was thick, and hard in his hand. The pulsing Adam's heartbeat was a turn on in of itself, and Novik had to pull his tongue away, pressing kisses to Adam's lower back as the man started humping into Novik's hand, fucking into the circle he'd made with his thumb and forefinger.
Then Novik found Adam's balls, which were hard and rising high, almost all the way into his body. That was also pretty damned arousing.
Novik couldn't resist running his tongue just over Adam's lower back, just enough to taste him. A thin layer of sweat was starting to build, and Adam was still moaning and fucking into Novik's hand, even when he turned and glared back at him.
“This was supposed to be for you,” he said.
Novik had to fight not to laugh, though he couldn't keep from smiling. “This is for me. I want to watch you come undone.”
“I want to watch you come,” Adam said, and with what must have been an incredibly amount of willpower, he pushed Novik's hand away from him and turned around. That determined expression was still on his face.
Yes, Adam was incredibly strong. Novik wouldn't have been able to do something like that. He could only just stay where he was, on his knees, and smiling eagerly as Adam switched his position enough to put himself on his belly. He tried to sit up on his shoulders, but then must have realized that the position wasn't going to be nearly as comfortable as he would have liked.
“Get off the bed,” he said, his voice breathless and demanding. Had words like that been spoken in any other circumstance, Novik would have assumed his mate was angry with him.
All Novik could do was smile as he moved off of the bed, standing beside it now, and Adam smiled and nodded, satisfied that his face was at a proper height to be in par with Novik's hips.
Adam didn't have to push himself up onto his elbows too much this time. He seemed more than comfortable as his warm hand reached out and took hold of the base of Novik's cock.
“Fuck, I'm never going to get over how big you are,” Adam said.
Novik grinned at the stroke to his ego. “Well, I am a pretty fine specimen—oooh,” he sighed, unable to finish what he'd been about to say, and not even really sure what was going to come out of his mouth anyway when Adam licked his cock.
Licked it, right along the head, and then dipping that warm, velvety wet tongue into the slit and moving it back and forth.
Novik had no more willpower after that. He couldn't speak, and he couldn't focus on anything but letting Adam do to him whatever he wanted to.
Novik was a powerful dragon warrior, but he was a kitten when his cock was licked.
Adam took his time. He'd learned how to accommodate Novik's size by using his hands, and whenever he deep throated Novik, Adam had to warn Novik that he was going to to it so that Novik wouldn't hold his head into place.
Novik would do anything and everything his mate demanded him to do if it meant that he was able to thrust his cock deeper into that wet, warm mouth.
There was almost nothing better in the world than a willing mouth. The only thing better was a willing and eager mouth, and Adam fit both of those very well as he pushed his lips back and forth, sucking the mushroom shaped head of Novik's dick into his mouth, taking the shaft a little deeper each time, and using his hands where his mouth could not yet go.
He always needed to warm up to those parts. Novik was able to be patient when he was being pleased as well as this.
Novik sighed, screwing his eyes shut and letting his head fall back. When he opened his eyes, he was staring at the stone ceiling of their room, and all he could do was pant for breath.
He couldn't hold still anymore. His body began to move without his permission, and Novik had to warn Adam of what was coming when Novik already started to move.
“Adam, I can't stop. I need to move. I need...Nnngh!”
Novik moaned when Adam hallowed his cheeks and sucked him harder. How was his jaw not aching already? Novik's jaw hurt plenty when he tried to be as eager as this.
Adam was excellent at what he did. Perhaps he saw this as some sort of competition, to see who could give the best head.
Novik would never win that competition. Not for a lack of trying, but Adam was clearly the best at this. Novik thanked the Sun God that his mate was as eager as this for him.
Novik pushed his hips back and forth, keeping his hands on Adam's head, his fingers buried in the man's hair as he thrust forward and back, forward and back. He couldn't look away now that he'd started. He moaned, watching the way Adam worked on him, how the length of his cock vanished between those dark and swelling lips.