Page 126 of Deceit

“Anytime you need me, Siren, I’m here.”

When I’m down to my boxers I slip into the pool, my arms winding around her quickly as she wraps her legs around my torso. Pushing us through the water, we slowly bob and float together, enjoying the peace that comes from our shared space.

She pulls back for a moment, a smile on her face that slowly begins to morph.

“What’s that?” she asks.

“What’s what?”

She touches my neck, forcing it sideways as her finger rubs against me, her wet finger coming back with a tinge of red.

“Is that blood?” she asks. “Are you bleeding?”

Her eyes begin quickly scanning over me, assessing me for injuries when she comes up short.

“It’s not mine,” I say, hoping that will be enough to ease her mind because it’s not exactly like I can give her any more details other than that.

She frowns at that, pulling away slightly. If she thinks physical distance can get in between us at this point, she’s crazy. I allow her to take her space, still floating in place as she speaks.

“Are you dangerous? Should I…should I be afraid of you?”

“Yes,” I answer honestly. “To both.”

My Siren doesn’t outwardly react to that, instead she seems to process the information, mulling over her words carefully.

“Would you ever hurt me?”

“Never,” I say immediately.

“Would you ever let anyone else hurt me?”

“I’ll be cold and rotting in the ground before I let that happen.”

She nods consideringly at that, before slowly coming back into my arms. Like the last piece of a puzzle clicking into place, my body physically reacts to her touch.

“That’s kind of romantic, in a crazy way.”

“That’s the only way I know how to be romantic, Siren.”

Rolling her eyes, she smiles.

“That’s not true. That hot spring you took me to? Very romantic.”

“If you think that’s romance, you seriously need your bar raised.”

Her head cocks to the side, a daring smile on her face as she practically taunts me.

“Oh yeah? Show me, how high should it go?”

“I’m not the man for the job, but I promise to try and be worthy of you every second of this lifetime.”

I slip my hand beneath her jaw, bringing her lips to mine as I take it slow, savoring her touch, her scent, her taste. I’m obsessed with her. Off the rails. I want nothing more than to bottle her up and keep her near me always, forever.

She lets out a breathy moan when I move from her mouth to her cheek, kissing the chlorine off her skin as my tongue traces over the pulse point on her neck. I keep her pinned to my chestwith one arm. My other hand begins trailing against her mostly bare skin, forcing goosebumps to erupt in my path before I slip beneath her bottoms.

My fingers dance over her clit, teasing her as I continue kissing her skin.

“Vincent,” she gasps.

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