Their Siren (Daughters of Olympus Book 1)

by Charlie Hart

West lets go of my hand, and I find myself standing before all four men. They watch me like they can’t keep their eyes off me.

  They say I called to them. With a shaky hand, I press my hand to my neck, realizing for the first time my voice is scratchy, my voice hoarse.

  I called to them.

  And they came.

  And now they look at me with a wanting I understand.

  The energy in the room intensifies as we look at one another, like we’re deciding what happens next. And the strangest thing is happening. It’s like they are waiting for my lead. Like, however, I play my cards, they will follow suit.

  It’s like they are mine and we’ve only just met.

  I want this.

  All of it, whatever all of this is.

  I take a slow breath, trying to steady the desire coursing through my body. When I do, I feel that same sensation I had when I was in the water tonight, like my body was moving separately from my mind.

  The men take me in with eyes so full of need, that a powerful current of sexuality courses through me, A current with the same strength as the one that pulled me out to sea tonight. It starts at my toes and climbs up my legs, over my shimmering thighs, past my belly, and finally staking a claim at my heart. I want to give into the relentless waves of desire crashing against my body.

  This was supposed to my big night--my twenty-first birthday. I don’t know why that seal called to me. Why I swam the way I did. But I’m done asking questions tonight.

  Because maybe this is perfect. Maybe this is how losing my virginity-- or rather giving my virginity-- needs to occur.

  With these four men who caught me in their net.

  Chapter 5

  Eric

  Harlow excuses herself to use the restroom, and the moment she leaves the cabin, a hush falls over us.

  Who is this woman and how did we manage to save her?

  It makes no sense how she ended up in our net. Hell, why do we even have a net on our boat?

  But she’s here, and she’s real, and she did call to us.

  We heard her.

  I clear my thoughts, needing to speak. “I know we have our differences,” I begin, knowing that’s an understatement. Our backgrounds are wildly different, but the one thing we do all have is a love for the sea. A desire to be on a boat, on the deep blue water, untethered to a home back on dry land. “Look, under normal circumstances, I’d never suggest it but… I need to be with Harlow.”

  Kai raises an eyebrow. “What are you are saying?”

  I shrug, running a hand through my hair. It’s insane to be thinking this way, but it’s like one look at her and my heart expanded, grew to a size I didn’t think was possible.

  How is this possible? To feel so much for a stranger?

  “I’m just saying, if the opportunity presents itself, I won’t say no. It’s like, I need Harlow. Crazy as it sounds.”

  Crew snorts. “Well, hell, I need her too.”

  I narrow my eyes, needing to read Crew’s intentions.

  “Do you really?” I ask.

  Crew stiffens, pulling back his shoulders. “Fuck, Eric, I was on the boat just like you. I heard that call same as you. I felt her presence just like you. “

  West cuts in. “It’s not a fight about who wants her more. Hell, we’re all looking at the same girl. It’s about what this might look like.”

  Kai looks over at the door to see if she’s back, but Harlow is still in the bathroom, the water is running in the sink. “I think we all know what we want.”

  “What does that look like then? We fight for her?” Crew asks.

  West speaks up, “Harlow didn’t call to one of us. She called to all of us.”

  “Which means?” Kai asks.

  The truth dawns on me. “She didn’t come here for one sailor; she came here for four. “

  We look at one another, shaking our heads as we consider the implications.

  “When we were still training in college,” Kai says. “Before we got the sponsor, we always argued unless we were on the boat. It’s the only time we put our differences aside is when we’re on the ocean, working as a team against the elements.”

  “What does that have to do with anything?” Crew asks.

  “It means,” I say, “that we’re still out at sea. We can still work together as a team.”

  “Only instead of a race,” West says with a grin. “We are working to win Harlow’s heart.”

  “You think she would want this?” Crew asks.

  I smile, shaking my head. “I guess we’re gonna find out.”

  Chapter 6

  Crew

  She licks her lips as if suddenly parched. “Can I have some water?”

  Eric nods. He turns to the fridge and grabs a bottle of water, offering it to her.

  How he can hand it to her with a steady hand is fucking beyond me. I can’t get past the fact this woman is standing before all four us practically naked--with a look in her eyes that screams for attention.

  Oh, I’ll give her attention all right.

  I’ll give her everything she ever asked for.

  She drinks the water so fucking fast, and I watch, mesmerized as her lower body literally starts to sparkle. It’s as if the water fuels her in a way nothing else can.

  Her eyes follow mine, widening in surprise, like she’s seeing her legs for the first time in her life.

  She looks up with a gasp--startled by what she sees, the way her body is changing. She’s so beautiful. Pink hair and eyes the color of the sea--turquoise, with flecks of white, the foaming of the ocean. She stands with her shoulders back and eyebrow cocked just so, watching me with intent.

  She finishes the water and holds my gaze. “What are you staring at?” she asks, not seeming to realize she drank twenty-four ounces of water in a few seconds flat.

  I look around and see we’re all watching her with amazement, wondering if she is human. I mean, she’s definitely hotter than any human I’ve ever seen.

  I shake my head. “Are you real?”

  “Real?” She tilts her head to the side, a smile playing on her lips. “Do you want to touch me and find out?”

  I raise an eyebrow, not really believing our luck. Harlow is more than beautiful--she’s fucking gorgeous. I’m talking curves, and tits and an ass that gets me worked up.

  Harlow smirks, and the way her mouth moves gives me all sorts of ideas. “I don’t want to go home. Not yet. I thought I was looking for answers but...,” Her hair’s a tousled mess, and I see now that tiny seashells are caught in the strands, and as she shakes her hair out, flecks of sparkling sand and tiny pearls fall to the floor.

  “What sort of answers did you want?” Kai asks, leaning down and picking up a white pearl, holding it between his thumb and forefinger.

  Harlow sighs. “It’ll sound like a fairy tale. Like a movie. Not real life.”

  “You wanna talk about it?” Eric asks.

  Not knowing anything about fairy tales or happy endings myself, I feel like I’m headed for rocky terrain. I want to go to the gorgeous naked woman a few feet away. Not to the loaded questions.

  But she lowers her chin again and lifts her eyes in a way that gets my cock hella hard.

  I swear she’s otherworldly and right now, with her standing here so willing, I feel like I can take a chance on that fairy tale she’s talking about, the one that I don’t really understand.

  I’ll go to whatever depths she wants to take me.

  “I don’t want to talk tonight,” she says.

  Realizing what it is she wants, I step toward her.

  Cupping her cheek in my hand, I feel like the luckiest goddamn man on Earth. She smells like salt water and memories and magic I can’t quite see. But magic I want to get to know.

  She takes a sharp breath, looking straight at me.

  “Please,” she whispers. “Take me there.”

  I know where she wants to go.

  “Do you know what you are asking for, Mermaid?”

/>   “Stop calling me that,” she says, a flicker of anger in her eye.

  I want to soothe that pain that flares up inside her.

  “You’re the one with green glitter down your leg. Pearls literally just fell from your hair.”

  Kai hands her a tiny pearl he found on the floor of the boat, and she takes it, swallowing. She steps from me and brushes the green shimmer from her legs, but it doesn’t budge. She tries to rub it off ... but it’s not going anywhere.

  Harlow blinks back the confusion welling up in her eyes, twisting a ring on her finger that is made from a seashell. “I don’t know what’s happening.” Her irises are deep pools of water we could drown in but below the surface, there is something warm. Something hot. Something she needs.

  “You called to us, Mermaid,” West says, serious in a way I’ve never seen before. “And we answered. Now tell us, where do you want to go?”

  “Take me somewhere I’ve never gone before.” She moves her hand to the buttons on her shirt, undoing them one by one. Then her hands cup her breasts, circling her nipples, and fuck, that’s an offer if I’ve ever seen one.

  I move toward her again, and hell, maybe I’m the most aggressive in the group, but I also know what I want. She called and I will answer.

  “Oh, Harlow,” I groan, pulling her toward me. “I’ll take you there.”

  She whimpers as I tilt her chin up, press my lips against her neck. She may be lost--but tonight, it’s like I’ve been fucking found.

  “Yes,” she murmurs as my mouth kisses her sweet skin. “Take me. All of you. You’re mine.”

  At that my cock practically explodes. I look over at my friends who watch us with growing need, and they move toward her. The same way we were drawn to her siren call.

  West and Kai step to either side of us, and Eric moves behind. All four of us run our hands over her silky skin, worshipping the creature before us.

  “It’s not fair,” she whispers. “I’m the only one undressed.”

  I clench my jaw. I may live with these guys but getting naked with them is a lot to accept all at once. Before tonight, we never entertained the idea.

  But being here with Harlow isn’t something we considered either.

  Tonight, it’s like whatever rules usually apply, are gone.

  All that’s left is us.

  “Uh, that’s gonna be a lot of dick,” West laughs under his breath.

  “Hey,” Eric says. “We don’t want to scare her off.”

  She runs a finger over her lip, smiling seductively. “I’m usually the one who runs. But tonight, I’m not running anywhere. We’re in the middle of the ocean, it’s late, and I’m telling you, I want this. Besides, it’s my birthday. You have to do what I say.”

  “Your birthday?” I ask with growing grin.

  She nods.

  I tug off my shirt, pull my zipper down; I’m ready for this.

  Ready for her.

  Her eyes twinkle, and the mood shifts from something desperate to something exhilarating as the other guys strip down, too.

  “Well,” I say, ready to make this a birthday she’ll never forget. “I don’t think it’s fair that you’re the one making all my wishes come true when you’re the birthday girl.”

  Then I scoop her up in my arms and carry her to a stateroom.

  Chapter 7

  Harlow

  When Crew lays me down on the bed, I know this is the start of something surreal. I smile, with the kind of smile that rarely fills my face.

  Genuine. Complete. Whole.

  The four men are all naked before me, but more than that... they stare at me with a devotion that is almost terrifying. Like they see something I can’t.

  Like they see me as the person I could be.

  All that after such a short time, it should scare me, but it electrifies me.

  It makes me feel whole.

  Because of that confidence, I rest my head on a pillow and grin as the four of them surround me. I take in their lengths--four hard cocks ready and at attention.

  I’ve never done this, but oh, how I want to. This is a thousand times my wildest fantasy, but everything about this night has been magical. Being swept to sea, being caught and found, being here. Now.

  It’s overwhelming in a way that makes my pussy wet; that makes a need grow in my core, that makes me want it all. Now.

  “You’re so beautiful, Harlow,” Eric says, sitting on the bed, running his hand over my bare skin. He circles my nipple with his forefinger. My nipples are taut and full of heat.

  “Oh, you can’t tease me,” I whimper.

  Crew raises his eyebrows and forces my knees apart. He runs his big hands over my inner thighs, careful not to touch my most sensitive spot. “Oh, girl, we’re going to tease you for hours.”

  West sits on the other side of me and takes my hand, pressing it against his thick cock. It’s so smooth, yet rigid and firm. He leans closer, kissing me. The five of us have traveled from zero to a hundred so fast, but the pace feels preordained. Like this is how it’s supposed to happen.

  His lips press against mine and our mouths open, his tongue finding mine. He kisses me for what seems like ages, and with each moment I melt deeper into the bed, my body caressed and my mouth plundered.

  Eric stands on the other side of me and presses my other hand to his cock. I don’t know if the men are usually so forward, but they seem as pulled into this magic as I am.

  “More,” I beg between kisses, and Crew hears me. His hand begins to stroke my pussy, opening me up. I whimper, my head falling back as West releases me from his kiss.

  “You okay?” Eric asks. I nod, trying to steady my breath. It’s a lot at once, with strangers... but I can’t stop it. I don’t want to stop it. I need it and more.

  As if sensing this, Eric tilts my face and moves closer. My hand is still on his cock, but I draw it to my mouth, moving to the side as I begin to suck him. His cock is so big that I can only take a little at a time, but what I take, I love.

  Crew is still between my legs, keeping them spread and at this angle, I’d normally worry about how I look but it seems like my bare skin is nothing they want me to hide. They want to see all of me.

  I will show them.

  This may all be new to me, but when I am with these men it doesn’t feel overwhelming or scary. It feels right.

  I lick Eric up and down as Crew devours my pussy. The warm breath of his mouth against my swollen cunt makes my toes curl. Kai is lying next to me now, and I pull Eric from my mouth and straddle Kai, Crew sitting up to watch.

  I need to enjoy Kai’s flesh, taste his skin. I look down into his soulful eyes, my heart splintering in four directions all at once, blissfully so. I’m not splitting apart, somehow, I am becoming whole.

  I pull up my hair, stretching my body as Crew kneels behind me, reaching around to hold my breasts. Under me, Kai holds my hips, his hard cock pressing against my pussy as I grind over him, tempting us both. I want to give them all of myself and I will. Eric lies beside me, his patience never ending. He knows that if we are really doing this he’ll need to wait his turn.

  “I need to taste you,” I tell West, pulling him nearer. I dip my mouth to his cock, his shaft so ready and throbbing. The moment I begin to suck on it he groans, pushing my head down, so I can take more of him. He comes hard in my mouth, the milky cream filling my mouth in a way I always dreamed.

  His release slides down my throat and I pull back, eyes glazed, and pussy swollen with a heat between us so thick I need to fan the flame.

  “Take me now,” I whimper. “Take me please.”

  Kai comes out from under me, rolling me onto my back. “Eric,” he says. “She needs you.”

  “How do you know that?” I ask him, although my body agrees.

  Kai shakes his head, as bewildered as I am. “I don’t know, it’s just, right now, with you, it’s like I can feel your need, your desire. Crazy, right?”

  I blink back the tears as Eric lowers himself ag
ainst my body. “It’s not crazy,” I say, my voice hushed. “I feel it too, the connection between us. Between all of us.”

  “You have us, Mermaid,” he whispers. “Mind, body, and soul.”

  Then he pushes his cock into my slick pussy.

  My eyes widen in surprise. This man has been nothing but a gentleman, and his dominance in this moment is so sexy that I begin to moan. Loudly, as he moves into my untouched pussy.

  “You’re so tight,” he murmurs as he fills me. He rocks against my body and I reach for the men around me, who look down at me in awe, as my body is filled with their friend. They are so willing to share and seem to only care about whether or not I am taken care of.

  “Yes,” I cry, as Eric thrusts deeper into me. I wrap my legs around him, and he lifts me into his lap. An orgasm begins to climb inside me, clawing its way out, and when it does, I feel like I am free falling with four men ready to catch me.

  When Eric comes, moments later, my body is opening in a whole new way entirely.

  It isn’t enough. My craving only grows, and the men must see the hunger in my eyes. I reach for Kai, taking hold of what I came here for.

  “You sure?” he asks, his hard cock already filling me. I am not waiting, not asking questions.

  My freaking skin is shimmering green and my tattoo is not only radiating heat, it’s also making me feel more and more liberated. Almost like it helped me grow into the woman I wanted to become in the space of one night.

  This is not the moment to second-guess my choices. I swam for miles, underwater, and could breathe effortlessly. I made some sort of Siren call and these men rescued me.

  Tonight, I’m not wondering about how or what happened to me. Honestly, I don’t think I could stop now if I tried. Kai is deep inside me, thrusting hard against my willing body--more than willing. My body calls him, telling him to give me what I ask for.

  And he is giving it to me, freely.

  And after him, I take Crew. His hunger mounting as he moves me to all fours, pushing into my slick cunt from behind.