Siren song of Loreley

Siren Song of Loreley(chapter 11) secret pleasures

Declan leaned close to her. He had not stopped thinking of her lips ever since she had pressed her to his. Even though it wasn't a proper kiss he still felt his blood heat and electric sparks flow through his body when he remembered them. They were soft and oh, so sweet. He didn't think anything else compared. He watched the way her skin shimmered and glowed in the light of the blue lights on the cave wall. He had almost forgotten their surroundings. He quickly pulled himself out of the trance that she seemed to be pulling him into. He hadn't even realized that he had moved closer to her. She was staring at him in an odd way. Her brow furrowed and her beautiful red lips pursed.

The moon still shone overhead casting a soft light over everything in the cave. Declan stood and wiped at the thin layer of perspiration that now coated his skin. It had suddenly become very hot and heady in here and Declan didn't know whether it was the volcano or the pheromones she was sending out with each breath.

"Are you okay?" she asked. He could tell that she was concerned because of the tone of her voice. He didn't need her, he didn't want her. He had to stop himself from looking at her because he knew if he did nothing could hold him back. So he turned around, thinking that if he couldn't see her he wouldn't be tempted to bury himself inside her and never come out. His thoughts became eclipsed when small hands gripped his shoulders and turned him 180 degrees around so he was facing her.

His breath still caught in his throat. It was as if seeing her every time did nothing to change his input on her. Her hair was a wild mass of dark curls around her face and surprisingly her makeup was still intact. He very timidly reached out, like a child unsure whether or not they got permission to take the last piece of cake on the counter. He very gently brushed her hair out of her face and smoothed it down her cheek. It was so soft.

"Declan I.." Her wards became lost because he pressed his lips to hers. She was frozen at first, whether it was surprise or shock he didn't know. But a heartbeat later she shyly reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. She had pulled them together until the hard lines of his body had molded to her softer ones. He felt his whole body tingle and he blood start to boil. He moved her until her back hit the wall of the cave, all this without breaking the kiss. No, this was wrong he thought. he shouldn't be doing this. how many people had she charmed to do this with her before she killed them.

Yet as she slid her smooth mouth over his his thought became hard to find in the fog that was now emerging in his mind. He slid his hands down her slim frame, feeling her curves under the tattered dress. Miles of smooth skin met his perusing hands, and he couldn't keep them off her. He backed her off the wall and very gently lowered her to the stone floor. The rough stones but into his hand, which rested at the back of her head. But he didn't care in facet pain was the last thing going through his mind. She reached down and pulled his shirt over his head, running her fingers across the muscles in his chest and back. goose flesh lay in the path that she had traced with her fingers. She parted her lips and he took the invitation to slip his tongue inside her mouth to taste it's moist recesses. He slid his hand down her leg and pulled the dress up. Just as she was using her interbreed fingers to slip inside the waistband of his suit pants. She managed to slip them off from her position and free him. He had grown as hard as the stones on her back and his shaft jutted up, reaching for the heat of her body. He very gently lifted the dress and threw it carelessly to the ground. He ran his tongue down over her jaw, down her neck and back again, slipping inside her welcoming body as he did so. He thrusters into her deeply and sharply, loving when she screamed his name and ran her fingernails down his back as she relapsed in a stream around him. He had no choice but to respond in kind. He closed his eyes and later resurfaced with his head spinning and his clothes lying in a heap on the floor. Loreley was gone, her clothes taken and the sun rising on the horizon. So she had ditched him.

He thought that that only happened in Vegas

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