Arya a simple girl from an orphanage with no idea of her real roots as a siren  and Mar a siren hunter with a strong hate for sirens. They meet at a pub after he hears her sing and suspects she is the creature he has sworn to kill. But when she is endangered and his protective instincts arise, they form a strong bond. What will be their fate when they both find out what she truly is.

His Siren

The woman before me was beautiful and I wanted a taste of her. The gown she was putting on, showed how perfect her body was. I had noticed it on the night of the charity event. Her beautiful legs were outside that slit. 


Now she would serve a double purpose. Money and pleasure. 


I pulled her to me and her breath caught in her throat as my hand enclosed her softness. 


The clothing she had worn had shown off the tip part of her breast and I wanted to know the feel of it in my palms. 


"Don't touch me you pervert" she screamed but I was dead to all her tears. 


"Your nipples are getting fucking hard. You pretend not to enjoy it but you do" 


"I'll enjoy having a good look at them soon, maybe even sucking on them." 


She was bound by her legs and hands and so I pulled off the rope on her legs. 


I reached down, and pulled the hem of her gown up her thighs, letting it lay in her lap. She began to kick her legs preventing me from touching them. 


Chapter One hundred and Six