The Siren's Code (Siren Legacy Book 3)

by Helen Scott

  Hal repeated the motion again and again, until something felt like it was building inside her. He circled one nipple with a finger and the other with his tongue while his thumb circled her clit. It was all too much. As he thrust his fingers into her again, she shuddered as pleasure burst through her, leaving her writhing and twitching under his hands. He wrung every drop of pleasure out of her, gently bringing her back down to earth.

  Her eyes flickered open only to watch him kiss his way down her stomach to the auburn curls that lay between her thighs. She flung her head back, unable to take the erotic pleasure of watching him kiss her where she most desired him. Her hands tangled in his hair, the long strands twining around her fingers as he began to lick and suck, his tongue pushing inside her. Everything was too much all at once. Before she could even sense it, the orgasm overtook her, leaving her body bucking against his mouth.

  He rode out the waves of pleasure, though, still licking and sucking and delving into her. His tongue had to be a gift from the gods.

  “Don’t fall asleep on me now. The fun’s just starting.” His voice was right next to her ear as he nipped her earlobe.

  “Oh god, Hal, I don’t know how much more I can take,” she said honestly.

  “We can wait to have sex,” he said, stopping his kisses and looking down at her, the greens in his eyes more vibrant than she had ever seen them before.

  “No, I want you. I just want you now, no more teasing and playing.”

  “As my lady commands.”

  He stood and pulled down his boxers, his manhood standing proud now that it was free of its constraints. Robin bit her lip in anticipation. She couldn’t wait for him to be inside her.

  As he lay back down, Hal’s brows drew together. “Are you sure you’re ready?”

  She nodded. “I want you inside me, please.”

  The blunt head of his erection pushed at her folds, gently parting them, inching into her. She tried to push her hips up to meet his, impatient for the sensation, but he pulled away.

  “If you rush me, I won’t last two seconds.” His teeth grazed a nipple as her back arched toward him.

  Inch by delicious inch, he pushed into her, past where she thought he would stop and then some. The sensation of fullness was so complete, so exquisite, she couldn’t help but gasp as she felt his hips connect with hers. Finally, he was fully sheathed within her, and she loved it.

  Slowly he pulled out before thrusting into her again. He was more forceful this time, and it was everything she wanted. The friction between them was delicious, and every time their hips connected, he hit the over-sensitized bundle of nerves. He truly began to move then. The sound of their bodies connecting, combined with his grunts of pleasure and the sounds escaping her, made for the most erotic symphony.

  Hal’s hands slipped under her ass, picking it up as he thrust into her, going even deeper than before. She screamed out as he rode the line between pain and pleasure. Her hands gripped the steel of his thighs, and as he pulled her legs over his shoulders, she wanted to faint from the sheer pleasure of it. He was bent over her now, and she was able to touch and caress more of him. Her fingers drifted to his nipples, the brown nubs pointing out just as proudly as his cock had been when he’d stripped for her. She ran circles around each nipple before flicking them. The resulting grunts and groans coming from her man were enough to send her into a frenzy of need.

  The pace he set was punishing, pounding into her. She could feel another orgasm building. She’d wanted nothing more than this sensation since she’d first seen him. Now as his cock filled her over and over again, her heart broke open. The emotions she had been locking inside spilled out of her. Hal had her heart, and now he had her body. Robin watched as the wave of emotion crashed into him, his eyes widening and taking the sight of her in.

  Hooking her feet securely over his shoulder as he sat up, his free hand squeezed her ass before coming around to the front, his thumb connecting with her clit once more. She panted at the sensations he caused within her body. The orgasm that had been slowly building was now right in front of her, and as he kept the pace up, it soon overwhelmed her. While the pleasure was rocking her own body, she could feel her muscles squeezing Hal’s cock, his motions becoming jerky and impossibly fast as he joined her in his own release.

  Her big burly siren collapsed on top of her, breathing hard as she felt him soften inside her. The tenderness of the emotions she felt toward him now surprised her. She brushed the hair out of his face as he propped himself up on one arm.

  Wrapping her arms and legs around him, she said, “I’m never letting you go. I just thought you should know.”

  He chuckled. “This could get awkward, then.”

  She sighed. “Fine, I’ll let you go, but only for short periods of time.”

  “Sounds good to me.”

  He kissed her nose and rolled off of her. She immediately missed the sensation of him inside her and the heat of his body on her own.

  “Come here.” He held one arm open, and she rolled over, placing her head on his chest. “Was that okay?”

  She raised the head she had just laid down, quirking an eyebrow at him. “Okay? That was phenomenal, earth-shattering sex. I came three times.” A flash of doubt crossed her mind. “Was it okay for you?”

  “Rin, having sex with you was the most amazing experience of my life to date. You are a goddess.” His lips brushed hers.

  She could still faintly taste herself on him, and it turned her on all over again.

  “I need a minute. I might be blessed by the power of Poseidon and be half siren, but even I can only do so much.” He laughed.

  Robin settled back down, her head resting over his heart, listening to its regular beat as he stroked her hair. She felt more relaxed than she had in the past ten years. Letting her eyes close, she drifted on a wave of tranquility that could only come from being loved so thoroughly. It didn’t hurt that it was by someone who clearly cared for her in a way that was more than she had expected or even hoped for.

  Chapter 27

  Hal looked up at Robin. They had spent the rest of the day yesterday and most of the night loving each other to exhaustion. He had never felt such pure unadulterated pleasure his whole life. Gray eyes turned and stared down at him.

  “If you keep looking at me like that, then we are never going to make it to brunch with your family.” They had received the text at some point last night from Alec, advising them that Ellie wanted to meet up and check in on both of them. So did everyone else, apparently. The idea for brunch at the big house was decided before they had even seen the messages.

  He made a low noise. “Maybe I don’t want to.”

  She smiled and took a half step toward him before she turned back around. “You think I want to see my family? I’ve been putting it off for as long as I can. Just the thought of looking at my dad again makes me want to throw up. If it wasn’t for Caitlyn, I would probably never want to see them again. So, as hard as it is, we should go, and you have to behave yourself. Now, get that gorgeous butt of yours out of bed and get dressed.”

  She shimmied into her jeans, her ass wiggling as she pulled the fabric over it, and suddenly going to brunch wasn’t the hard thing.

  “What do you want me to do about this?” Hal chuckled, gesturing to his cock, which was getting harder by the second.

  Robin looked over her shoulder and licked her lips, her eyes going dark with lust. He just about pulled her back onto the bed and ripped those jeans off in that moment.

  “Think of something gross? I don’t know, but if you get up and we go to brunch now, I promise I’ll make it up to you later.” Her voice was a sultry caress over his skin as he started dreaming up ways she could make it up to him.

  “Fine,” he ground out before standing, his arousal jutting out in front of him like a dowsing rod, except all it was going to lead him to was Robin.

  He rummaged through the dresser and pulled some clothes on, his erection still straining at t
he front of his pants. As he turned around, Robin was pulling her thick fiery hair up into a bun, exposing the delicate line of her neck.

  “Walk, jump, or fly?” he asked, hoping she would pick the latter. Hal wanted to feel her in his arms as the wind rushed over them. He wanted to show her the utter joy he found in having his wings spread as he flew over the ocean. When she raised an eyebrow at him, he expanded. “To get to the big house.”

  “Fly?”

  “Siren. Wings. Fly.” He made a flapping motion with his arms.

  “Fly.” She grinned at him, and his heart soared.

  When they stepped out onto the deck, he shook his shoulders and felt his wings emerge from wherever it was they went when they were glamored. Robin’s eyes widened.

  “They . . . They’re beautiful,” she whispered as she outstretched her hand. “Can I touch them?” she asked at the last second.

  He nodded with joy as her hand connected with the sensitive feathers. The sensation rocked through him, making his blood sing for her. She was his, and he would never let her go again, unless that was what she truly wanted. Her hand ran down the long feathers that made up the edge of his wing, and he extended it outward, inviting her to touch even more. With each caress, he felt the bond he had with her grow deeper, and though he wasn’t going to do anything about it at this particular moment, his desire for her increased beyond anything reasonable.

  She giggled as her hand ran down to the very tip of the wing that was outstretched, and something in him snapped. He knew in that moment that he was completely in love with her, and that she was his soulmate. A small part of him demanded that he sing for her to confirm it, as only a siren’s true soulmate would be repulsed by their song. He wouldn’t do that, though. She had been under a man’s control for most of her adult life, and he wouldn’t risk that. Besides, he had known that it was true on some level ever since he first heard her at The Farm. There was nothing he wouldn’t have done to rescue her, and nothing he wouldn’t do to keep her safe and happy.

  “Ready?” His voice was thick with emotion as the realizations left him reeling.

  She nodded shyly.

  “Do you want to look out or over my shoulder?”

  “Out.” She bit her lip, which filled his head with memories of their love-making last night, her slowly riding him, her lip pinched between her teeth. He had been so relieved last night when they realized that the removal of the mark had worked and she was free to find pleasure where she wanted to.

  “Turn around, then.”

  She obeyed, and he wrapped an arm around her stomach and the other around her chest, just over her exquisite breasts. As he pulled her flush against him, she wiggled her butt. He gently bit the lobe of the ear closest to his mouth. “Keep doing that and I’ll drop you in the ocean just so I can peel your clothes off, and then we’ll never make it to brunch.”

  A small moan escaped her lips, and Hal almost lost it. All he wanted was to take her back inside and make love to her again. Reining his desire back in and putting it under lock and key, he pushed off from the deck, his powerful wings lifting them higher and higher. Robin squealed in delight as they moved through the air. The trees flew under them, and he swerved, taking her out over the ocean. The ripples of the water blurred under them as he took them to the big house. It wouldn’t be a long flight today, but he would take her up whenever she wanted, if she enjoyed it. It was one of his most treasured abilities.

  The wind rushed over them, and as they approached the big house, he saw his brothers already waiting inside. They landed on the patio by the back door, and he relaxed his hold on her. She spun in his arms, turning to face him.

  “That was the most amazing experience of my life next to having sex with you.” She kissed him, her supple lips molding to his under the pressure, until she nipped at his lip.

  His hands moved from where they had been resting and crushed her to him. One hand went to the nape of her neck while the other slid and cupped the firm globes of her ass. His tongue traced the seam of her mouth, and when she opened it, it tangled with her own. Her kisses took his breath away.

  A cough sounded behind them.

  “Not that we don’t enjoy watching you two make out, but we are all getting ready to eat, so if you could withhold the PDA at least through brunch, that’d be great.”

  Hal broke the kiss. Glancing down at her swollen lips, he had to give his amazing woman one more peck before turning around.

  Alec stood there with a big grin on his face as he tried not to laugh.

  “Hey, Brother,” Hal said, slapping his brother on the shoulder hard enough to sting.

  “Hey, don’t shoot the messenger. You know how we get when we’re hungry.”

  Hal turned slightly and took Robin’s hand. As they walked into the giant kitchen, he was greeted with a knowing look from Thad and a scowl from Dem. Par for the course from his other two brothers. Ellie ran up to him and gave him a big squeeze. He returned it with one arm, unwilling to let go of Robin’s hand.

  He noticed Cin was standing by the back of the kitchen as though she was ready to bolt if she needed to.

  “Heya, Cin.”

  She gave him a wave and a smile.

  “She’s keeping some distance between herself and Robin in case her fury rises to the surface again, not that it should, but we don’t want to trigger the scream if we don’t have to. No offense, Robin,” Alec said quietly as the rest of the family started getting food and sitting at the enormous table that took up most of the space.

  Robin’s family was standing quietly off to one side, looking slightly overwhelmed. He knew he should feel sorry for them, but he was struggling with it, especially when her father exuded resentment. He would have to have a chat with the man at some point about that. His banshee stayed glued to his side, radiating unease. Hal wished he could help, but this was something she would have to figure out on her own. Either she could forgive them, or not.

  Aster came bounding into the kitchen, happier than he had seen her in a long time. He watched the young woman fill her plate with eggs and a big quarter of a waffle. Tugging on Robin’s hand, he tried to move them toward the food, but she stood stock still, like her feet were cement blocks. A small smile played on her face as a song bubbled out of her. It wasn’t anything he recognized.

  He raised an eyebrow at her in question.

  She just shrugged and kept singing. The sound was beautiful. It wasn’t lyrical so much as it sounded like nature. If he had to compare it to something, he would say a babbling brook, water flowing happily downstream. As he watched, Robin’s eyes closed and a peaceful expression passed over her face.

  Her mother was by his elbow then.

  “Robin? Can I talk to you?”

  Her gray eyes snapped open, and the song stopped. Anger bubbled low in Hal at this woman stopping something his woman was clearly enjoying, but then he saw the confusion on Robin’s face, and the anger dissipated. Had she not known she was singing?

  “Mom?” The strong voice that made his heart light was tinged with worry. Something wasn’t right.

  “Sweetheart, I know you are still upset with me, and that’s fine, but I need to talk to you and it can’t wait.”

  “Okay.” Her red bun bobbed as she nodded.

  Hal went to let go of her hand, but she clenched her own tighter around his. Evidently he was going with her.

  They went around the corner into the living room, and when Tamara turned around, her face didn’t hide the shock that Robin had brought Hal along.

  “We should really talk in private, little bird.” Her eyes kept darting between Hal and Robin. He wasn’t going anywhere unless Robin told him to, though. She wouldn’t have brought him along if she didn’t want him there.

  “Whatever you want to say, you can say in front of Hal.” She squeezed his hand as she spoke, and another wave of love filled him.

  “Fine.” Tamara sat on the couch opposite them, and they followed suit. She took a deep breath. �
��Your song, it means . . . well, it means that you have given your heart to him.” She gestured at Hal.

  “What do you mean?” A blush scalded Robin’s cheeks.

  “Banshees only get to decide once—don’t ask me why—but once you give your heart as completely as I think you have, then you can’t get it back. He will have your love forever. Even if you hate him, your banshee will still love him. If you try to leave him, it will feel like you’re cutting off a limb. Why do you think I’ve stayed with your father all these years? It’s not like I still love a man who has sold one of my daughters into slavery and continues to gamble away every penny we have.”

  Robin started to interrupt, but her mother just barreled on, silencing the interruption with a wave of her hand. “Your father and I aren’t important right now. The song you were singing . . .” She sighed, as if suddenly tired. “The song is a skill your banshee develops once it knows true love. You now sing for life that is coming into the world as well as scream for life that is leaving it.”

  His fiery redhead seemed to fold under the weight of her mother’s words, leaning back against the couch.

  She took a breath to speak and stopped, shaking her head as if to clear the mess out that her mother had just dumped on her. She took another breath and started again. “So you mean you are only with Dad because your banshee side still loves him?”

  Her mother nodded. “He knows it too.” Tamara scrubbed her hands over her face, lines of exhaustion taking up residence around her eyes.

  “And that song means that someone in that room is pregnant? Or about to become pregnant?”

  Another nod from mommy dearest.

  “Oh my god.” She whispered the words, almost to herself. “What am I supposed to do with that?”

  “You know I never liked you sharing your visions with people. The scream usually scared them enough, let alone you running after them telling them how they were about to die. I always held to the same philosophy when it came to the pregnancies. A woman will eventually find out that she’s with child. You don’t need to tell her that it’s about to happen.”