Page 6 of The Pirate and His Siren

“Well then, how about you and I forget all that and have a good time?”

She smiles, and the way her eyes twinkle, I believe it to be her first genuine smile of the night. “I’d like that. Does this place have food?” she asks, looking around.

“Aye.” The Broiled Crab not only serves drinks but puts on a decent feed.

“We want the house special,” I say to the barkeep before offering my hand to the lady. “We’ll want to sit at a table for this.”

She slides her hand into mine. “But there’s no free tables.”

“Let me take care of that.”

I walk us over to the prime position in the middle of the tavern.

“Right, shove off, you lot,” I bark at the people sitting there. Some grumble but move, while others try to face me down. I place my hand over the pistol at my hip before they grunt, grab their tankards, and move on.

I pull out a chair for her. “My lady.”

“Thank you.” She lowers herself onto the seat.

The food is soon brought over—a seafood boil that makes her eyes light up. “You really do know how to treat a siren, don’t you, Kynan?” She purrs at me, her eyelids lowering. I grin and grab a crab leg, then offer her the craw cracker, but she waves it away and snaps the end of the crab leg with her bare hands, pulling out the long piece of meat inside.

My cock hardens as I watch her devouring it in onelong, continuous swallow. I imagine it is my cock she is stuffing into her mouth.

I don’t even care if she bites me.

After that, I offer her all the crab legs.

LUARNA

Humming softly under my breath but not too loudly, there’s no way I’m using my song on this day, at the sight of the large spread of seafood before us. Being a siren, I’m used to eating different cuisines of the land races, but I love how these beachside villages have a heavy seafood diet.

My stomach is gurgling, and I realize I haven’t eaten since yesterday. I should have eaten before I left the sea, but I was in too much of a hurry trying to escape it. So I drop all pretense of a seductive siren and begin shoveling different sea creatures into my mouth, pausing when I notice Kynan is watching me. Sirens don’t eat like humans. But any self-consciousness is swept away, and my heart swells when he keeps passing me the gigantic crab legs.

That is the choicest meat.

But I’m not going to complain, continuing to suck out the succulent crab meat.

“You should try the oysters next.” Kynan pushes the tray across the table toward me. I raise an eyebrow at him but pick up an open oyster shell. Land races don’t really know about the siren’s conquest, so this must be his attempt to stokemy arousal.

My body is already thrumming with increasing need the longer we eat and talk.

But I’m not a slave to my body.

“You should eat something too.”

He gives me a lopsided grin. “Trust me, I’ll have my fill later.” Kynan pulls my chair closer to his, our knees touching. My pulse quickens, and I draw in a sharp breath, leaning toward him. Up close, the gray in his eyes is more intense, and his irises pierce into mine.

The opening of his shirt is unlaced, and I catch a glimpse of the tanned, muscular chest of a man who works hard underneath, and instantly, I want to lick what I can see.

There is no slimy, creepy feeling from him that I would usually receive when a male tries to attract a siren’s attention. The siren’s conquest usually supersedes any personal feelings I might have about the male. My body’s urges push me to seduce the male, but with this pirate, it’s different.

Kynan begins making lazy circles moving up my thigh, the heat from his fingertips seeping through the fabric of my pants, sending it straight to my core—I’m glad I didn’t wear leather this time. The more he does this, the more the quivering wet heat between my thighs increases, and if I rub my legs together where the seam joins, I can cause a delicious friction. But I don’t want to pleasure myself—I want him to do it.

However, he never moves closer to where I want him to be—my sex.

I turn toward him, wanting to seek more.

By the goddesses, my conquest is strong today. I’ve never felt such a compulsion toward any male before. I want to climb this man and take him right here.

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