Syren's Plaything

by Jennah Thornhill

  “You still not changed?” She asks as she sits herself down on my king size bed.

  “I was just about to grab my shorts and a t-shirt out my draws, do you want a shirt to wear?” It’s the best I can come up with, without actually lying to her.

  “Erm, yes please. I don’t think I could sleep in what I’m wearing.” She says as looks down at herself. I agree. She’s wearing skinny jeans and a black tank top with a pair of black boots, and to finish it off she’s wearing a black leather jacket, simple yet she still looks stunning to me.

  “Here.” I throw a t-shirt at her, it’s one of my long ones, she thanks me as she starts to take her boots off. She has me mesmerized. She’s beautiful.

  “I’ll give you some space to change.” I grab my own clothes and go to leave her in the room when she stops me by grabbing my wrist gently.

  “Wait…. I need you to do something for me Johnny… I just don’t know how to say it.” She’s going shy on me, surely, she’s not about to ask me what I want her to ask.

  “Just say it, I can’t do anything for you if you don’t tell me Princess.” I turn towards her, sit her back down on the bed, sliding next to her, I just wait for her to continue.

  “I need you to…. to… help me forget, I need to remove the images I have in my head of him… I need you to me help Johnny, please?” She begs me.

  “You want me to erase Freddie, don’t you? Do you think that’s a good idea? I don’t want you to hate me after, if I did agree to do this, that is.” I’m on edge, I’m not sure if this is the way to go for her or me. But the look of sheer torture has me breaking, she really does need help with this. I might be on the fence with this, but a part of me is glad that she’s asking me and feels she can, rather than asking some random bloke to have sex with her.

  “Ok… I’ll do it, but on two conditions…” I say to her.

  “Name them.” She’s looking me straight in the eyes.

  “Ok first, if you need to stop or it gets too much, you tell me, and we stop ok?”

  “That’s not going to happen, but ok I can do that. What’s the second?”

  “Secondly, whatever happens in this room, stays in this room, and you can’t hate me after this, promise me you won’t hate me.” This is my biggest fear, that I’ll push her too far and she’ll resent me for it.

  “Done. I promise I won’t hate you Johnny, I’ve asked you to help me because I trust you mind, body and soul. You have my word I….” I don’t give her time to say anything else, as I grab her behind her neck and fuse her lips with mine. And she doesn’t stop me.

  We stay like this for a few minutes, just exploring each other’s mouths, until I can’t take it anymore. The kiss has turned deeper, more passionate than any other kiss we’ve shared before. I’m just about to break the kiss, I need some reassurance that she still wants this.

  “Don’t stop please Johnny, I’m ok” she pleads with me.

  I know she’s telling the truth by the sincerity in her eyes, there glistening, glowing even.

  I stand from my bed, pulling my t-shirt over my head then I remove the detested jeans Dom lent me. I look to K, who looks like she’s salivating on the spot. Just that look alone is giving me the biggest hard on I think I’ve ever had.

  “You doing ok there, princess?” I ask her, trying not laugh at the expression on face.

  “I… I’m good.” She stutters.

  “My eyes are up here Karina.” This time I do laugh.

  Her eyes trail all over my body, making me heat up with more desire than I’ve ever felt for another person.

  Before Karina, sex was just that, sex. No emotional connection, no talking, just wham bam thank you mam. She got hers and I got mine, then we’d both walk away

  happy. Only now I feel so much more than just lust for this woman, she’s my other half, my connection to a life I always thought I’d never have.

  Beckoning her with the crook of my finger, indicating I want her to come to me, she does as she’s told and rises from my bed then slowly makes her way to me.

  When she reaches me, I lean forward and start kissing her from the base of her neck and up to the back of her ear, at the same time I push the jacket she’s wearing from her shoulders, discarding it on the floor once her arms are free from the confines. Falling to my knees at her feet, I undo the button of her jeans then peel them down her long, toned legs, tapping each ankle in turn when she needs to step out of them, removing her socks at the same time. Trailing my hands up the bare skin of her legs, leaving goosebumps in my tracks, I stand to my full height, taking her tank top off when I get to the hem of it. Once that has been thrown over my shoulder, I decide I can’t hold back anymore. I need to be in her… and now.

  Scooping her up under her knees, I carry her back over to my bed and place her down on her back.

  My instinct would be to fuck her till she can’t see straight, but I can’t do that to her right now, she’s too fragile.

  “Johnny, what’s wrong? Why have you stopped?” She looks at me like I’m the fucking universe and it breaks me.

  “Nothing’s wrong princess, I was just worried in case I hurt you or the baby.” A total lie. I can’t admit to her what I really want to do too her, can I?

  “You won’t hurt us, I promise. Now will you please for the love of god fuck me before I combust over here.”

  Laughing at her way with words, I place myself between her legs, taking the lace briefs in one hand, I rip the material straight down the middle. Leaving her bare and open to me. I’ve never seen anything so fucking beautiful.

  “Holy shit, yes.” She gasps.

  “Did you like that?” I smirk.

  “God yes, now touch me Johnny.”

  “Your wish is my command.”

  Giving her what she wants and so obviously needs, I nestle further down between her legs and swipe my tongue straight through her wet folds, showing no mercy as her body bucks and thrashes around on the bed. Ok, I lied. This is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Watching her coming undone with my baby in her belly, my dick is so hard it’s becoming painful, to the point I think my balls are going to explode.

  “Jesus, Johnny. Don’t you dare stop.” She moans, as she takes my hair into her hands and pulling it from the tie I put in it earlier.

  Sucking her clit further into my mouth, I pull on it hard once, twice… three times before she’s practically screaming the roof down. Fuck me, she’s dripping, if this what being pregnant does to a woman then I might just leave her permanently knocked up. Her pants are coming fast and shallow as she comes down from the high I’ve just sent her on, giving her a minute to gather herself I slide up her body leaving a trail of kisses as I go.

  When I get to her breasts, I pull the cup of her bra down with my teeth and take her hard nipple into my mouth, causing her to start writhing around again.

  “Oh my god, that was amazing.” She tells me, as she removes my head from her boob and takes my mouth in a heart stopping kiss. Being careful not to squash her or the baby I hold myself up on my hands as she pushes my boxers down with her feet, quickly releasing my dick and as if he knows where he belongs, it zones in on the one place that’s only ever been home and she’s on my bed. Sliding my hips forward slightly I enter her on one slow thrust which has her arching her back of the bed and gripping my arms so tight I’m afraid she might pierce my skin with her nails, which only spurs me on more.

  “Princess, you feel amazing. It’s never been this good before. God, I love you.” I still immediately realising what I’ve let slip, her eyes open instantly telling me she’s heard me as well.

  Cradling my face in her hands, she looks at me with what I’m hoping, is love in her eyes.

  “It’s ok Johnny, I love you too. I have for a while, I was just too scared to tell you. Anyone that’s ever meant something to me, leaves me. That’s why I don’t let people get too close to me.” A tear slides down the side of her face, so I lean my face to hers and lick it away with
my tongue before continuing to make love to my woman.

  Karina

  I’ve never been more embarrassed in my life, asking Johnny to do that for me could have gone a completely different way. But it didn’t, and I’m glad I asked him.

  It was one of the best nights of my entire life, he made me forget who I was, where I was, and most of all he made me forget the horrors previous to this.

  He took care of me, and even though I know he was holding back on me, I still had one of the best, if not the best orgasm’s ever. He knows exactly what my body needs to get me off, and his tongue, god does he know what to do with his. He had me at the get go, the minute he started to undress I was holding my thighs together to get some friction.

  Now we’re currently lying in his bed, my head on his chest and he’s trailing his fingers up and down my bare back. Just the slightest touch from him and I’m ready to go again.

  I go to speak when I get this almighty kick from my belly, which Johnny feels and starts laughing.

  “Do you think he knows I’ve been violating his mum all night?” He says through his laughter. I start to laugh as well as another kick comes.

  “No, I think he just knows I’ve not eaten and I’m getting hungry.”

  “Shit, shit, shit. I’m so sorry princess. I haven’t fed you have I?” He says all this whilst he jumps out of bed like his arse is on fire and I’m going to waste away in front of him.

  Bloody idiot.

  I just lie there, watching him frantically pulling clothes from draws and just generally flapping, all because I haven’t had food yet.

  “Johnny, calm down will you. I’m ok, the baby is ok.”

  “No, you’re not, you both need food to live and if you don’t eat the baby doesn’t eat.”

  Holy shit, how does he know these things?

  “And before you ask, I may have done some research last night on my phone after you passed out. Now get your cute butt up and in the kitchen pronto. I need to feed my woman and child.” He’s not leaving much room for me to argue with him, he passes me the t-shirt I was supposed to change into last night but never did, then he promptly leaves the bedroom leaving me to freshen up in peace.

  Walking into the ensuite, I stop and take in its vastness. I’ve never seen a bathroom like it in my life. It’s all grey and white marble, with the biggest shower my eyes have ever seen. Then in corner is one thing that makes me fall in love with this room even more, there under a bay window is huge claw footed bathtub and I could just imagine myself lying in it for hours, filled with bubbles. I snap myself out of my bathtub heaven and turn to the sink when it occurs to me I don’t have anything with me to brush my teeth, then like he knows my thoughts without even being in the room with me. I hear Johnny shout.

  “There’s a spare toothbrush in the cupboard under the sink princess.” Well that’s that problem solved.

  Locating the new toothbrush, I open it and go about making myself a little more presentable. Deciding there is no way I’m going to be able get the knots out of my tangled hair, I just pull it all together and tie it in a messy bun on the top of my head.

  Feeling a little more human, I go in search of Johnny. When I find him, my heart skips a beat and then begins to pound harder, if that's even possible. He’s standing in his kitchen at the cooker frying what I think is bacon judging by the smell that's wafting my way, he’s wearing just his jeans that are low slung on his incredible sculpted hips, with his feet bare and no top on. His long sandy blonde hair is tied in a man bun, the one that most men can’t pull off, but on him it makes him look sexy, maybe even just that little bit dangerous. It suits him. Seeing him like this, makes me think I’ve read him all wrong, maybe he isn’t the guy that everyone makes out he is, that he’s just a normal man who’s lucky enough to have an extraordinary job, and does what he loves to do.

  “Are you just going to stand there and stare at me all day princess or are you actually going to come and join me for some breakfast?” He says all that, and not once does he turn around to look at me. I swear he has eyes in the back of his head.

  “Y… Yeah, I’m coming.” I answer, I make my way to the kitchen island and take a seat.

  “No, you are most definitely not coming K, because if you were I’d be between your legs and you would be screaming my name at the top of your lungs.” He doesn’t even look ashamed as he says any of this, where as I’m totally floored at his brazenness. “Now eat your breakfast.” He orders as he puts a plate full of food in front of me. I’m not joking, it’s literally got everything on it, starting with beans and tomatoes to bacon and sausage, to eggy bread. My stomach growls just at the sheer sight of it all. Oh, and a lovely warm cup of tea. I take a sip of the tea and it goes down nicely, but when I tuck into the breakfast, something doesn’t agree with me. I have a mouth full of sausage (No pun intended) and I have the urge to throw up.

  Quickly getting down from the stool, I make my way hastily back to the bathroom, where I fall to my knees in front of the pristine toilet and throw up the little contents I have in my stomach.

  This morning sickness, is getting beyond a joke.

  Before I know it, Johnny is behind me and is rubbing my back in a loving gesture. In all honesty I don’t think he knows what do with me.

  When I’m done, I fall to my bottom and rest my head against the toilet seat. The sweat is pouring off me, and my stomach now aches.

  “Princess! What’s going on? Do you need to see a doctor?” His voice is laden with panic, he’s never seen me like this before.

  “It’s morning sickness,” I say as I finally find my voice again. “It happens most days, if not every day. The joys of being pregnant, I guess.”

  He kneels down next to me, pushing a few stray hairs that have come loose from my bun.

  “Jesus K, why didn’t you tell me sooner? You’ve been suffering all of this on your own, when I could’ve been there, helping you. Is there anything I can do?”

  He looks like a little lost sheep, I can’t help but smile at the helpless look he has on his face.

  “Do you think this is funny Karina. I nearly had a heart attack back there then, you just ran off like a fucking bomb was about to go off!” God bless his kind nature, he generally looks torn with himself.

  “I’ll be fine, just give me a min.” I tell him as I go to stand. I only move an inch and he’s there again helping me up to my feet. “I feel a bit better now, thank you… you know… for worrying about me. Its sweet and something I’m not use to, but I think I can grow to like it.” I say trying not to laugh at him.

  “I don’t know how you can go from having your head stuck down the loo, to laughing and joking around with me, when I’ve been sick I feel nothing but sorry for myself.” I can’t help it, he’s so damn cute and handsome all at the same time.

  “I love you Johnny Owens, that’s all you ever need to understand.”

  “Women are so confusing it makes me….”

  “Finish that sentence and it’ll be more than your life’s worth.” I look back at him in the mirror that’s now in front of us. I look like shit, but surprisingly feel a whole lot better.

  “I’ll let you clean yourself up, I’ll put your clothes on the bed ready for you. Get dressed. Connor phoned, they are having a little get together and Allie wants you there. And I have a feeling you’ll both want to talk each other’s ears off. I was going to tell you over breakfast, but that didn’t quite go to plan, did it?” He kisses the back of head in my hair and leaves me to it.

  Hearing him mention Allie’s name makes my insides flip all over again, will she know there is something wrong with me? Do I even tell her about what happened? Oh god I don’t know what to do. I do know one thing, I need my best friend right now.

  We pull up outside of Connor and Allie’s home, and I feel fresh as a daisy. Johnny removed the breakfast from the table before he sprayed a full bottle of air freshener, whilst I got changed. He said he didn’t want it upsetting my stomach again.
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br />   When we’ve both emerged from the beast as I’ve taken to calling his car, we both walk along Connor and Allie’s drive hand in hand, noticing there are other cars here. I’m presuming they belong to the other guys. Just as we approach the front door, there stands Allie and she’s beaming from ear to ear. I love that woman as if she’s my own sister, but sometimes I could just strangle her for looking to bloody perfect.

  “So, you two kissed and made up I see, about bloody time. Now get your arses in here.”

  “Yes mum.” I mumble so only Johnny can hear me, which causes him to chuckle lightly.

  When we enter the kitchen, everyone and I mean everyone stops what they are doing and stares in our direction. There’s Liam, Max, Connor, the bands manager whose name I can never remember. They take us both in for a few seconds, before Max breaks the silence.

  “So, we’re going to have two Syren babies on tour with us then from now on? This is going to be fantastic, chicks dig kids, I’m not going to know what to do with all the women throwing themselves at Uncle Maxy.”

  I go to voice my opinion on that matter, but Connor beats me too it.

  “Don’t think for one fucking minute your using my kid to get laid you twat.” At the same time, he clips him one round the back of the head to enforce what he’s just said.

  “Ouch fucker, what was that for?” Max complains, rubbing his head at the same time. Like he has to ask that question.

  “If you didn’t understand when I just explained it to you, then you’ll never get it. Just know that if I catch you using my child as a way of getting women into your bed then you’ll get more than a clip around the head.”