Recovering the Siren

by Erin R Flynn

  I lowered myself on him, moaning as he filled me, stretched me completely even with the preparation. I moved the dress so I was covered besides showing my whole leg on the one side.

  “You could be free of me as a master. Why do this?” I wondered, not meaning to have gone off script.

  He reached up and cupped my cheek, smiling when I acted like a wolf and rubbed against his skin. “Because I was only a master vampire once I was with you. You made me stronger, better, and gave me hope for a different future. Why the fuck would I ever want to be free of that?”

  Damn. Just dayumn.

  I leaned over and kissed him as I rode him, forgetting everyone else as he reached under the dress and held my hips to move me. I pulled him to sit up, wrapping myself around him as we rocked together. Right before we got close we stopped, drawing out the show, but I’d almost forgotten about the next part the sex had been so good.

  Something Noah obviously felt pride on from the way he was smiling at me.

  I shifted my thumb to his fang and cut my skin so I bled. I moved it in time that a few drops fell into the pitcher of blood one of the coven was holding. I did it again and again with each digit, some symbolism there that I forgot at the moment as I couldn’t seem to focus beyond Noah. When it was done, I nodded, and he rolled us, careful of the dress and to keep me covered.

  “I want to please you always, Mistress,” he moaned as he started moving again, his lips kissing the skin visible along my neckline.

  I bit my lip for his blood as I orgasmed and he kissed me quiet, following me right over. My siren had chosen that moment to get in on the fun, letting out a wave of my power that was much weaker than it had been, but enough to make people gasp and the room flare with hormones.

  “It was the heels, right? You guys so like the heels.” I teased him, seeing in his gaze he was debating going again.

  “It was all of you as you look so perfect it almost hurts,” he murmured, giving me a soft kiss before pulling out of me. He used his speed to clean me up with a waiting towel so it wasn’t awkward and then helped me off the alter.

  Where Apollo was waiting.

  “I should have known,” I chuckled, searching his gaze for some sort of indication as to what was going on.

  “I only wish to exchange bites as lovers do to show we care for each other,” he assured me as he undid his bowtie. “I think the message would be clear if I accepted your Alpha bite while you let me take a sip from your neck.”

  “You’re so sure you’re undoing your shirt?” I purred, pushing the jacket off of his shoulders.

  “Yes, because you hate all of this posturing stuff, but you know me well enough to trust me that I am protecting you.”

  “Maybe I just want to bite you,” I murmured, staring at his neck when he showed it to me. “I saw you enjoying yourself earlier. Maybe I want what you wouldn’t give many other women.”

  He leaned in and pressed his lips to my ear. “Let me stay in your bed tonight, Seraphine. You can now because of the ring, and I have so wanted it since I saw the first video chat. Give me what so few men get to experience too. I beg you.”

  Yup, that did me in. I nodded and sank my teeth into his flesh, moaning when I felt his fangs. His hands were all over me, and I was seconds from saying to get up on the altar and let’s have some more fun, but that was dangerous given who else was in the room.

  I wasn’t the fuck friend of the council after all. Either council.

  When it was done, I licked his fangs, feeling his desire that I did.

  “I’m so glad Eva doesn’t land until tomorrow. While a lovely woman, I do not wish to sit in front of her while knowing all the dirty things I wish to do to her granddaughter.”

  I raised an eyebrow at that. “Tomorrow you suddenly won’t want me?”

  “No.” He smirked at me, obviously wanting to say more. I left it alone. Sometimes less was more, and there was more crazy always around the corner, so why push it?

  16

  As if accepting my challenge for more crazy, Bijan was standing there when Apollo stepped back. He looked like the sexiest Iranian model who just stepped off the catwalk in his tux instead of the looser garb he’d been in earlier. His light green eyes were filled with desire as his fangs slowly slid out.

  He took Apollo’s place and leaned in, running his nose against my cheek in a very seductive gesture. “I know I should not offer. I know I should not want you as I do. You could never be mine or my mate, as your place is here to be queen whereas mine is in Iran and the Middle East to do much for my people. But I am a man, and you are the most beautiful of all the desert roses I have ever seen in my years.

  “You were the one who gave me this role by helping us, saving us from Omid. From the moment you stepped off that plane and spoke of your longing to be treasured and loved, I have found myself picturing you at night. I have been under your spell since you took a stand against him and the filth that came out of his mouth about you and all women. As a grateful leader, I should offer my protection after you helped us.

  “As a man, I am thankful for the chance to be near you with an excuse other than to beg for your attention. I would want you for so much longer than this, as I am a greedy man, but I will take this chance to have your affections. There is not a man in this room who does not wish to be in my place touching you but not willing to give you what I offer.”

  I leaned into him, totally under his spell too. He… Fuck, he knew how to talk to a woman. I mean, shit, he should just write lines for guys on how to talk to women. I licked his earlobe since he was only slightly taller than me in the heels. Then I took his hand and moved it to my ribs, giving him permission to touch me, which he took. I slid my hand into his jacket, wanting to see the firm muscles I felt under me.

  I felt thick rage and jealousy behind me, knowing exactly who it came from. And it was time to remind some people I did what I wanted, when I wanted, and they could shove their shit. I didn’t let Apollo touch me because he was council and I wasn’t theirs. I was with who I wanted to be with and only for that reason.

  And if that happened to be the master vampire of all of Iran who was also the president, then I would be.

  “I’m flattered, and I think I’m going to call you anytime I want to hear a man make me weak in the knees,” I murmured. “How big of a statement do you want to make, Bijan?”

  “As big as you’ll let me,” he admitted, cupping my breast as his other hand moved to my ass. “I want to pleasure you more. I wish to give you so much pleasure you will think of me fondly always.”

  I got several images from him of what else he wanted, and that was something I filed away for later when hormones weren’t clouding my mind. I also couldn’t think of the politics. We already had an alliance with the Dorcuses, but I had a feeling it was more I was an American agent, showing he wanted to be closer to us.

  Maybe?

  Hopefully, because I was going to give a very powerful response and something most would want in front of council members.

  “Make me scream, Bijan,” I whispered against his lips before turning around. I rubbed my body against him as I undid his fly and touched him.

  “You are serious?” he whispered as he caught on.

  I nodded. “It’s not a full mounting, but yes, I will bend for you and to you.” I leaned forward and put my upper body on the altar and met the gazes of Councilman Martin and Sousa. “I love a man who doesn’t assume this is the place of women but acknowledges the utter gift granted them and the strength I have to give it.”

  Bijan muttered in Farsi something about thanking God he was born and moved my dress before his fingers gently touched me. I was ready. It wasn’t having the sex with Noah, as he’d cleaned up, but Bijan himself was like a walking swoon fest any woman would want a bite of.

  He leaned in and ran his fangs over my shoulder as he fingered me. I came with a gasp, his fingers moving so fast it was better than some sex I’d ever had. I kept my gaze on the councilmen
as he thrust in me, being gentle and moving one hand to my stomach to keep me balanced in the heels even if I was leaning over.

  “Harder, let me feel all of you,” I purred when he kept being gentle. I glanced at him over my shoulder. “Show me what you really dreamed of doing to me.”

  His eyes flashed shock, knowing I’d seen him use all of his strength on me until I was screaming in pleasure. He leaned in so I could lick his fangs and then thrust hard enough that we would have shoved the altar along the floor if he didn’t keep me in place.

  And that thing had to weigh a fuck ton. Maybe an actual ton it was so thick and wide.

  There was no chance I was going to keep quiet as he did everything amazing to my body, but I was able to muffle it some against my arm. And it wasn’t a quick round, no, he was a man who could go the distance. Not like Dain or Jonik, but yeah, it was not quick sex.

  When he finished, my legs were mush, my whole body shaking as I gasped for air.

  And I wanted more. My siren definitely wanted more and needed to feed, which was a good sign I was getting stronger.

  He gently pulled out of me and went to kiss me, but I wasn’t done with him, licking my lips as I stroked him since he was still hard. His eyes flashed shock and then curiosity along with heat. I walked him backwards to one of the overstuffed ottomans that were around the room for seating and shoved him so he plopped on it.

  “My turn to drive,” I told him as I pushed the gown off my shoulders and let it pool at my feet. I moved to straddle him, taking him in me and not caring that I was naked to everyone. Any embarrassment later was so worth the desire coming off of him right then. I fed deeply as I moved, his hands sliding to my ass as we kissed. “Do you want my bite, Bijan?”

  “Have I earned it?”

  “Yes,” I hissed, ripping off his tie so I could have access to his neck. I moved faster, my siren and wolf—all three of us wanting him, and I was so thrilled to feel them stirring in me like before that I would have given them anything they wanted. And here they wanted what I did.

  I leaned in and teased his neck with my tongue once the jacket and shirt were off, or mostly as he still had the cuffs done. He moaned and pulled me onto him harder and faster, making me cry out as I came. I shook with it as I muffled my reaction against his neck.

  I sat back enough to meet his gaze when I felt his finger tease my other hole. He gave me a hopeful look, and I nodded, his eyes about rolling back in his head that I would let him. He pushed his finger in and ran his fangs over the other side of my neck from where Apollo had bit me. It drove me insane, and I clenched around him and he growled in approval.

  He brought me again as I fed and then a bit longer, and I sank my teeth in his neck, his fangs biting me as well as we finished together.

  I had a quick and horrid thought that maybe I’d just slept with the man who had been with Eva, as they’d gotten along well, but he seemed to guess what I was thinking. Or actually, I didn’t know what his abilities were so maybe he did know.

  “I never dreamed being with a siren was as life altering as the rumors said, but I believe that depends on the siren, and none could ever top you,” he murmured as he nibbled on my ear. “Maybe it is being with a young, confident siren, but I would not know as I have never been with any.”

  “Maybe you shouldn’t be and I won’t be with any other presidents,” I purred, kissing him deeply. “I love to be bitten on my nipples and clit, and I don’t think I’d show you that next time we see each other if I knew you’d been with another siren.”

  He glanced at my breasts and gave me a pleading look. I nodded, and he cupped them, sinking his fangs into my right nipple and touching my clit until I came again with him still inside of me. “Yes, I think I will need to visit the US often, for diplomatic relations, of course.”

  I smiled at him. “Of course because the UN isn’t in New York and the rest of the government in DC.”

  He shrugged. “I am the president of Iran. If I come all the way here, they should be willing to at least meet me in Chicago.”

  Fair enough.

  Someone from the coven brought me a wet towel to clean up, and Bijan actually helped me back into my dress.

  “One more,” Haton said quietly from my right. She smiled when I gave her a look of shock. “One does not need to be sexually attracted to the other to offer protection.”

  “Oh, I thought that part was over,” I admitted, blinking at her when she gave me a confused look.

  It was Goran who figured out what was missing and burst out laughing, everyone slowly looking at him. It took him a minute to calm down, and he gave me a loving look. “Sera, President Nuri isn’t just a coven leader. He’s president of Iran.”

  “I know that.”

  “Oh for the love of…” Apollo muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Seraphine, it elevates him to council status. He is of the same station as your family, equal to the council, and with a whole nation at his backing. All of Iran is now committed to protecting you and yours even from your own government if you would need it.”

  I slowly looked at Bijan, not hiding my shock well at all. “Holy shit. I thought you just wanted to say you wanted to get along with America better and yeah, the chemistry between us is good.”

  It was his turn not to hide shock. He slid his arm around me and pulled me against him so tightly that I felt every inch of him as he kissed me so deeply I melted against him. “You truly didn’t do it for the protection?”

  “You have to stop kissing me if I’m supposed to answer that,” I admitted even as I went back for more. “My siren has been getting better and is now riding me. I don’t have really a thought besides wondering if you’ll do all of that to me again.”

  “Yes, my answer will always be yes,” he growled, sliding his hand in the dress and cupping my ass as he ground himself against me. “You are still healing though. You should rest.”

  “Wait, we’re still doing the ceremony,” Apollo reminded us, sounding thoroughly amused. He was smiling as I shook my head and moved away from Bijan. “There was a lot of lust in your direction, and you’ve been recovering.”

  I nodded, glancing at Haton. “Wait, what was going on now?”

  “I’m offering my protection as well,” she chuckled, looking as amused as Apollo.

  “Hey, in my defense, you guys have to admit this is all complicated.” I blew a raspberry when they all gave me looks like they wanted to argue. “I wasn’t born in this. Hell, I’ve been a wolf just over a year. You have more bureaucracy and rules than the friggin’ FBI. It’s like a messed up board game of you can’t show your neck unless you trust them or are willing to let them bite you or it’s the third full moon of the year and there’s an alliance with someone.”

  “She’s not wrong,” Goran agreed. “It does get fairly complicated, and she’s not a political animal.”

  “Yes, clearly as she’s taken over so much in under a year and has an astounding amount of alliances,” Councilman Martin drawled. “The fairy queen, the very popular vampire councilman, now the president of Iran and Haton who has never offered her protection, not ever, and is risking the wolf elder’s serious wrath when she gets back.”

  That snapped me out of my lust, looking at Haton. “Are you okay? Did he start more shit? Do I need to arrest him?”

  Martin snorted. “You can’t arrest a councilman.”

  I gave him my business face, the scary one that shut people up fast that I wasn’t fucking around.

  “He’s on US soil, and I don’t give a shit if he’s one of the mother fucking apostles if he breaks the law. He’s already on my shit list for lecturing someone for not giving me a mating bite when I was weak, and he’s lucky I didn’t bang down the door with a warrant, as that goes against US and shifter laws. He pulls it again and I will. Or this one can get sent to Greece as well for fucking with what he shouldn’t, as you are council, not gods.”

  “I am fine and I can take the heat; you and what you are doin
g are worth protecting.”

  “It is not a two way street of alliance,” Goran explained when I hesitated.

  “Right, but the Dorcuses have an alliance with her,” I muttered, looking at Dain and sighing. “You handle all the politics. What am I doing here?”

  “That’s it? You just default to the fairy that’s your protection?” someone asked, not hiding their disgust I would be so flippant.

  “He’s my husband, and he’s not only got a list of law licenses and degrees, he’s one of the smartest people I’ve ever known,” I snapped, hating the night was turning into this. I gasped as Dain was suddenly in front of me, kissing me, letting me feel what he was and he was thrilled beyond words at what I said.

  “You’ve never called me that,” he explained. “I thought you never would after what I did.”

  “You are. I don’t regret what we did, just how we handled things, and not all of that was only on you, though you are still an idiot.”

  “Mostly, yes,” he agreed, brushing his lips over mine. “Yes, accept the councilwoman’s offer, and you need to eat before the stress gets to you.”

  I nodded, turning to Haton and leaning in for a peck on the mouth, as it was always contact for things to be done. I thanked her, not exactly sure what I was thanking her for, but I realized Dain was right and I was severely down on the tank. My wolf was practically growling for food. I sat and ate and mulled over what I’d learned, smiling politely and nodding when people talked around me but lost in my head.

  After the event was drawing to an end and either people would have fun at the after party or head to their hotels to rest for the convention tomorrow, I went and found Monroe. I led him to a back corner of the private guest rooms hallway and pressed my lips to his ear so no one would overhear me. “Where is the president staying? I need to speak with him and Galvin.”

  “I’ll text you and Galvin,” he said, realizing something was up. “I’d join you, but apparently I’m now entertaining Sousa, as he’s not invited to your party with Papadopoulos.”