Octavia's Time (MF)

The Klawinken 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 22,787
1 Ratings (4.0)

[Siren Allure: Erotic Paranomal Romance, light bondage]

Octavia‘s body is on fire from the vivid dreams of erotic lovemaking that come to her night after night. Lustful thoughts are driving her crazy, making her do things that she would have never done before. She has been warned that when she turned twenty-one her desires would increase until she had no choice but to follow her body’s call to couple with her one true mate. A warning she had been told to ignore as the psychotic ramblings of a grandmother suffering from dementia.

However, now she has been confronted by a man who not only says he is her one true mate, but that she is not entirely human. He calls her Klawinken. Everything she has ever known rebels against what he says is her destiny. Can she find the strength to deny her dreams and the man that makes her crave his touch like no other?

A Siren Erotic Romance

Octavia's Time (MF)
1 Ratings (4.0)

Octavia's Time (MF)

The Klawinken 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 22,787
1 Ratings (4.0)
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When she brought the T-shirt down in her lap to fold it, she looked up into Mathieu’s green eyes that sparkled with anything but the cool professionalism he had so recently demonstrated. She felt shy and yet proud as her nipples responded.

“Do you think you will have any trouble piercing my nipples?” Her voice came out in a whisper.

“None.” He removed his gloves and gently touched both her nipples. “However, you do realize for the next six weeks you are going to have to take special care not to do anything that might injure them.”

“What does that mean exactly?”

“It means there will be no tugging on them like this.” He took one of her nipples between his index and forefinger to demonstrate. “Or,” he said, his eyes looking deeply into hers, “this.” He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, his teeth nipping at it. He lifted his head, watching her as she moaned softly. Her eyelids fluttered with pleasure.

“There can be no stimulation of any kind, Octavia.” He backed away from her, his gaze locked with hers.

Octavia stood up from the chair to stand closer to him, her body almost touching his. Mathieu stood quietly watching her. “I’m not sure that I can do that.” She spoke softly, looking directly up into his heavily lashed green eyes.

“And why is that?” His voice held a husky quality that made her insides quiver.

“Because right now all I can think about is your mouth on my nipples,” she said, casting her eyes downward. “All I want right now is you. I want you to touch me again, please.”

Mathieu groaned. His mouth descended to first one nipple and then the other. Her moans increased as he suckled, stretching each one with his teeth. Octavia felt such intense desire throughout her body that her knees almost went out from under her. This was what she had been craving. She threw her head back and grabbed his shoulders for support as he continued his assault on her nipples that were puffier and harder than she could ever remember.

She felt Mathieu’s hands move lower to her pant buckle as it popped open and her zipper as it was released. He slid her pants down her hips and onto the floor, where she stepped out of them. She would have done the same for him except he had removed his jeans and black T-shirt so fast it was almost as if he had already been naked. He stood before her, his body smooth, muscled, and very aroused.

“You’re beautiful.” She stared at his naked body.

“You’re the one that’s beautiful, Octavia. More beautiful than any dream I could have dreamed.”

He picked her up and carried her upstairs, where he stopped in front of her bedroom door that he pushed open with his foot. How did he know this was my room? Did it matter? her muddled mind questioned.

Lying on her back, she looked up at him. “I want you so badly,” she whispered.

“And I you, Octavia. I’ve wanted you for a very long time.”

He talked in riddles she didn’t understand, but at this point, she couldn’t think beyond what was going to happen between them next. “Then take me, Mathieu. Please, I need you now.”


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“I will,” he groaned. “But first I need to prepare you for what is to come.” Mathieu’s face disappeared between her legs, where he began to lick her pussy and nibble on her clit that he toyed with until she quivered with uncontrolled desire. “Mathieu…Oh, Mathieu,” she cried out.

“Please…ohhhhhhhhh…please…” she whimpered. His tongue began to fuck her like a cock over and over. She tasted like peaches and cream dribbled with honey. Nothing could have prepared him for the flood of sensations that filled him from the scent and taste of her.

Her juices dripped down his chin. He knew he would never have enough of her. It was important to him that she enjoy every second of every moment he made love to her beautiful body and soul, and if her whimpers of pleasure were an indication, she at least enjoyed his mouth on her. He wanted to make the next step in his lovemaking as easy as possible for her. His cock was more than ready to take her virginity that was meant for him alone. He knew the time was now, even though it was killing him that their first coupling would bring her a kind of pain she had never experienced and thankfully would never be subject to again.

“Open your eyes, Octavia.”

She opened her eyes as Mathieu commanded.

“Spread your legs even wider for me.”

She opened her legs wider.

“This will hurt at first, but in the end you will feel the power of my seed within you, loving you.”

Gently, he manipulated the lips of her labia, opening her. He knew she was tight. He fingered her, lubricating and preparing her as best he could. He had to take her now and fast. Slowly entering her would only prolong the agony. Lifting himself, he rammed his cock deep inside her, forging through the resistance.

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