Novel & Cerita Siren Fanart

But a hand's tight grip stop her. "You want to play things, huh? You want to make fuss against me? Let's see how far you can go." His eyes were dark and his voice was really scary. But Siren just wiped his hand off and looked at him. "If you want to come up with a game to play with me, make sure you are not scared to lose anything. I have more cards to draw. How about you?" "B*tch! I should have known how freak you are!" "Didn't I tell you before?" He smiled at him, drawing her face closer to his. "I am Siren Mendez. Remember my name."

The seconds ticked by with no answer, so I decided to try again. When my knuckle was about to knock on the door again, Siren opened up and stood at the entrance. Her beautiful eyes stared back at me. " You are out," She said as a way of greeting, and I shrugged. " My freedom comes with a price. Move aside. I need to see my Mate," I told her, but she didn't budge, which made me raise my eyebrows in question. " She won't see you Seraf. I'm sorry "

he said, his voice filled with amusement. Luke's eyes shone with pride and warmth as he spoke, his voice filled with conviction. "I've known you were one of Raven's mates from the beginning." He paused, a gentle smile still on his face. "That being said, Sirens are known to be accepting and open-minded. If a Siren were to form a genuine, consensual connection with a family member, our culture would accept such a relationship. Sirens prioritize emotional connection, mutual respect, and trust above traditional notions of family and relationships."

I said to Beta Connor who seemed absentminded over the phone before hanging up , shutting down my laptop ,standing up from my desk and heading to the pleasure room. “Hello Alpha Aiden, it’s been quite a long time since you sought me . No need to call the whores , I’m here now and I will always be here to pleasure you till you mark me as your mate out of ecstasy by the time I am done working magic on those throbbing balls of yours “ said the farmilair siren figure , confidently entering into my office and looking terribly sexy in those red lacy lingerie and high heels that she knows turns me on wildly.

“I monitored your movements for months. Every day I watched you glide through the water like some kind of water sprite. Like you were born to it, and I couldn’t look away. Were you a siren luring me to my destruction or my lighthouse in the storm?” Abby didn’t like that insinuation. He meant siren in that Sharon Nasari kind of way. “When I saw this statue in your bedroom, I felt uneasy, drawn to its alluring beauty. A calm deity in the face of the storm, standing steadfast in destructive winds.” His thumb ran over a wing. “Men are drawn to your calm; you’re the eye of the hurricane. Even my team has fallen at your feet, wanting to slay your dragons and to protect you.”

“He just fucking threatened you.” “Kieran.” That tone, measured almost pleading. “ Don't challenge him. Please.” Fenir presses against my ribs, restless. Auriel and Elias pause near the arena exit, not leaving yet. Listening, and watching he wants Fenir to slip. I reach blindly for the small control panel mounted near the arena sound system, hit manual fan override. The industrial fans roar to life, drowning out nearby whispers. The noise fills the arena, so no one can listen in, as Ronan glances at me, understanding.

The breeder is preferable as you are treated slightly better and have more control over your life, once successful the sex slave well you guessed it is what it says on the tin and are kept until no further use. Sirens are the most desired species for these things as once we have awoken have the best pussy in the land. To the point where you can be sold for millions or billions. One of the downsides to being a siren is that we are horny as hell. Its part of the reason I have been isolated all this time, so I don’t seduce a guard to satisfy my needs. Touched sirens still feature a hefty price but nothing compared to being pure. Another reason that I have been isolated for all these years is th

His exposed chest gleams in the sunlight, almost with a glittering glow. I may have been upset with Cherum for speaking ill of sirens, but siren men really are the worst. They can use their beauty and charms to manipulate a woman, even without using their magic. They are called sirens for a reason, and not often referred to as mermen and mermaids. Their seductive qualities are a temptation to all weak-willed individuals who look upon them. Being bred from the ancient fae kind who are known for their beauty, and with succubus or incubus demons, master at manipulation and seduction, my pack does not trust them easily. Not with our wars with demon kind of the North. Other packs will form treati

They wanted to piss me to death and steal what was mine. “The siren queen has arrived.” My heart skipped multiple beats on hearing that the elusive Siren clan was here. A woman dressed in a milky gown the color of her skin walked in. Her entire thigh was out on display, and her nipple was visible through her light fabric. Seductive wench. Her hair was luscious and black, waist length. Her eyes were a strange mashup between turquoise blue and gray-silver. She had voluptuous boobs and ass which stood firmly. But they didn't look too big—just perfect. Shameless!

Damon stepped closer, his sheer size making the hallway feel tiny. “Tell us to leave right now and we will. Say the words and we walk away. But look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t want this.” Riley’s breath hitched. She opened her mouth to say exactly that—to tell them to go—but the lie stuck in her throat. Her gaze flicked between the three of them: Jax’s sculpted chest rising and falling, Kai’s tattoos and that dangerous V leading down into his shorts, Damon’s thick bulge straining against the gray fabric. Her pussy clenched hard, another rush of wetness soaking her already ruined panties.