Octavia's Choice (MF)

The Klawinken 2

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 27,518
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[Siren Classic: Erotic Paranormal Romance, HEA]

Tobias Morgan is the lead singer for Naked Dreamer, a rock band that Octavia Norris has loved since high school. He's also the man who comes to her night after night in her dreams. She knows the erotic fantasies he wraps her in are not real, and yet even Mathieu, the man who has professed his love as her one true Klawinken mate, cannot force Tobias from her dreams.

She knows she must face the real Tobias Morgan in order to exorcise her dreams and become the woman Mathieu demands. However, when she finds herself in the presence of Tobias Morgan, she tries to fight her desires, but she realizes too late that her dream lover not only has the power to make all her dreams come true, but the power to summon the darkness that could destroy them both.

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Octavia's Choice (MF)
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Octavia's Choice (MF)

The Klawinken 2

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 27,518
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Tobias looked down at Katie, who was watching the scene in awe. With a smile that would have charmed any woman in the room, he said softly, “How would you two like to come to an after-party with me and the band?”

Katie’s mouth hung open even wider. “Are you serious?”

“Very.” Tobias smiled. “It’s not every day, believe it or not, that a beautiful young woman falls for me quite so dramatically. I think I’d like to at least get to know you and your friend,” he said, giving Octavia a brilliant smile that all but took her breath away, but also left her feeling angered by his arrogance that seemed to know no bounds. “That is”—he turned back to Katie—“if you don’t mind spending some with me and the band.”

“Mind?” Katie all but yelled. “No, she doesn’t mind, and neither do I.”

“Good, it’s settled then.” Tobias winked at Octavia, who had not been able to get a word in before Katie had accepted Tobias’s invitation for them both.

Octavia was still in shock. First, falling into his lap, then the ugly scene with his girlfriend, and now being carried like a helpless child through the room full of people who were staring at her like she had two heads. She wanted to scream, but what would that solve other than embarrass her further and totally ruin Katie’s evening?

Tobias swept her through an open door into a corridor that led to the parking lot where a limo was waiting. The other band members followed close behind and were piling into the car along with Katie, who had positioned herself between John Ross, the lead guitarist, and Andy Bartram, the drummer. Tobias had never released Octavia from the strength of his arms, so even now, seated in the car, she was trapped on his lap, her head leaning into his chest. She looked down, following his eyes to her right nipple which was exposed. Swinging her hair around quickly, she covered herself, giving him a glare. She could feel her heart beating faster.

She glanced over at Katie, who was smiling in between the two band members. She seemed perfectly content with the situation. This was not supposed to happen. However, from the moment Katie had invited her, everything had led her to this moment, in this car, with Tobias. It had happened so quickly. Even now, she couldn’t believe she was actually sitting on his lap with his arms wrapped around her, holding her far too close. She and Katie should be back in their hotel room. Mathieu should have called her by now. He knew she was with Katie, so if she missed his call, he wouldn’t think much of it other than she was busy. However, what could she possibly say to him to explain this? The evening was supposed to end her infatuation with Tobias Morgan, not encourage it.

She felt his eyes on her. She didn’t want to look at him, but she couldn’t help herself. When she did, she wanted to look away, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the handsome face that made her pulse race. He was exactly like her dream, except he wasn’t a dream and she was in his arms. Somehow reality had become the dream. She was so confused, and those eyes of his weren’t helping. They were so dark, they were almost black, and when he looked at her the way he was now, it was as if they were the only two people in the world.

“Who are you really, Tobias?” She hadn’t realized she had spoken the words out loud until she saw the smile leave his face to be replaced by a thoughtful look. His hand gently brushed her hair back and adjusted her top so that her nipple was covered. “If I said I was the man of your dreams, would you believe me?” he whispered into her hair.

“We’re here, Mr. Morgan.”




When the limousine stopped again, Octavia opened her own door and threw herself out onto the pavement in front of her hotel. The doorman caught her elbow to keep her from falling. Within seconds, Tobias had his arms around her, guiding her toward the entrance.

“I’m in the suite on the thirty-seventh floor,” she said as he practically carried her though the lobby. Luckily at that time of the morning there were few people to observe her fall from grace.

Once they were in the elevator, Tobias lifted her into his arms. “This is where you belong, you know,” he groaned into her hair. She couldn’t help but turn her head into his chest to breathe deeply of this scent. Her arms hugged him tighter. When the doors opened to the suite, he seemed to know exactly which room was hers without being told. He kicked open the door and then laid her gently down on top of the comforter. She opened her eyes and saw him standing over her.

She lifted herself on her elbows and just stared at him. She wanted him so desperately that she thought she might die right there from the pain of her need if he didn’t come to her. “I want you, Tobias…but then, you already knew that, didn’t you?”

“We want each other, Octavia.” His began to disrobe, and with each item of clothing that fell, she had to acknowledge that her dream had been uncannily real. However, he had a tattoo that she did not remember from her dream on his hip. She looked closer to see it was just the scripted letter O within the half circle of a half moon. She gasped.

His body covered her, pushing all thoughts from her brain as his lips demanded she kiss him. She succumbed to his need and her own, forgetting everything except the heat between them. She felt her top ripped from her body, exposing her breasts tipped by her now-ultrasensitive hard nipples that begged for his lips. He complied, his tongue swirling around each one until it disappeared into the warmth of his mouth, his teeth tugging and nipping until she cried out in pleasure, no longer able to control her own urges.

Like an animal, she writhed beneath him until he had her pants and panties down around her ankles and away from her body. The wetness between her legs longed for him, her hips arching upward, her breathing labored. He reached down and cupped her pussy, his finger inching into her opening that throbbed with her need. She wanted him inside her. She needed him inside her. “Please,” she begged. “Take me now, Tobias.”

With a deep groan he spread her legs wider with his knee as he looked down at her beneath him. His eyes sought hers and held them. “Is that what you really want?”

“Yes,” she all but cried, reaching for him, willing him to come into her, to take what she so wanted to give him.

His body tensed for a brief second before he was inside her, the heat of his skin matching her own, igniting it further as she drew him closer until she felt them breathe as one. Everything stopped except the beating of their hearts that pushed them further and further into the darkness that swirled around her like a storm, lifting her upward with Tobias until she exploded from within into a kaleidoscope of a million colors. Suspended in time, she continued to absorb the colors that gently caressed her skin until she opened her eyes to see Tobias’s face, her eyes filled with awe.

“Tell me what you saw,” he said, his voice still thick with his desire.

He wanted to know what she had seen. How could she tell him that she touched what she thought just might be heaven…that everything she had ever known until this very moment was meaningless without him? There were no words, and yet she knew he needed for her to try.

“I saw a world I had only dreamed existed, and even my dreams could not have prepared me for the reality of being with you.” She looked away from him, knowing she had bared her soul to this man who could so easily turn from her with nothing more than casual interest. Could he have felt what she felt, seen what she saw, been a part of the heat that had melted them together like two candles with one wick?

“Then you know the truth.”

Octavia looked back into Tobias’s eyes and looked beyond their darkness into his very soul. She saw there what she already knew in her heart. He was Klawinken, and he was her one true mate, her only mate. It was there, in his eyes, his touch, and the warmth of his breath. There was no doubt to the validity of their bond, and yet, there was Mathieu.

“Mathieu,” she breathed, her eyes still locked with his. “How could this happen?”

Tobias rolled onto his side, bringing her with him. “I wish I knew,” he pressed his lips into her hair, drawing her close to him. “No man should have ever touched you but me. However, there are forces at work that wish to keep us apart, and I’m not sure why.”

Octavia pulled back from Tobias. “Keep us apart. Why? I thought the Klawinken wanted their people to mate only with their one true mate. Why would anyone make Mathieu believe I’m his mate when…I’m not?”

“I don’t know. The only thing I know is that I love you and you can never go back to him.”

“You know that’s never going to happen. Making love to you was unbelievable. You should have been the first man to touch me like this,” she choked out.

She felt her body begin to warm as she moved against him, her legs entwined with his. She needed him all over again. She knew they should talk, but instead, she reached up to gently run her finger along his lips before he sucked her finger inside her mouth. She knew exactly what she was doing as she watched him begin to tremble. The muscles of his beautiful body rippled as she slid downward, grasping his warm cock between her fingers to massage it before she leaned down and sucked it in her mouth. She could taste her dried juices that she licked while she continued to caress him. He was getting larger by the second. He was a magnificent creature, and she wanted all of him. He was her mate. She knew it without having to be told. This was why she had dreamed of him, why their dreams were so real. Because it was real. Her gift was time, and that gift had brought Tobias to her despite whatever obstacles had been thrown in their way.

Tobias lifted her beneath him, spreading her legs wide, opening her pussy to him. She felt his hard, thick cock pressing into her. She welcomed him once again, loving the feel of him inside her, moving with expert precision until she was once again consumed by his body and his soul. There was nothing in the world that felt as right as his lovemaking. “I want you so much. I need you so much,” she breathed.


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