The Siren stared wide-eyed at the troll for several long moments. “Oh, Gren!” A smile broke out on her face.
“On the other hand, I may kill you if I should ever try singing Christmas carols. My voice is murder on your ears.”
She burst out laughing and flung her arms around his neck. “You dear, dear man. I adore you.”
As she peppered kisses over his face, Gren cupped her head and held her still, snaking his tongue into her mouth. He felt her jump, then relax into his touch, molding their lips together. Gren groaned in delight and took control, dipping deeper into her mouth, relishing her taste. Without breaking contact, he gathered her in his arms and strode to the rug in front of the fireplace, carefully laying her down on the thick pile before lowering himself on top to continue ravishing her.
Finally, he raised his head to gaze at her. The look on her face was the softest he’d ever seen. She smiled and tried to pull his head down for more kisses, but Gren held back. “Tell me what you meant by ‘he’s too wonderful’? You said that when I was coming in.”
Amazingly, the Siren actually blushed. Her voice broke with emotion. “Well, you are. You’re my rock, my anchor. You are always there for me.” Ligia glanced up. “I just never realized before how gorgeous you are, too.”
Gren pulled away from her and sat up. “You’re making fun of me.”
The Siren rose, kneeling in front of him taking Gren’s face in her hands making him look at her. “No, I’m not. When I thought I had killed you I was devastated. In that moment I suddenly knew how much I cared for you. How much I loved you.”
His voice was gruff as he responded, “How can you love someone so ugly as me?”
Ligia smiled and rested her forehead against his big head. “I see someone who is strong, who is tender, who is gentle, who is kind, who protects me . . . and who is the most amazing lover!”
Gren burst out laughing and pulled Ligia on top of him as he laid down again.
“Well, in that case, I think I shall love you some more.”
Ligia pushed against him, her face serious. “But do you love me back? Or at least care for me a little?”
Stroking her face with his thumbs he said, “I always have and always will love you.”
“Really? Me?” The Siren was astounded by his declaration.
Gren pulled her face down to his, covering her lips, showing the depths of his love with a deep, intense kiss. Both of them were shaking when he finished.
However, Ligia wasn’t convinced and pulled away. “I already know what a good lover you are, but why would you love me?”
He smiled. “Because you are beautiful and sassy.”
The troll immediately knew that had been the wrong thing to say when the Siren stiffened. He sighed, “And because you are vulnerable.”
Ligia gave a hard, shaky laugh. “You have the wrong girl.” She moved out of his embrace, sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, arms wrapped around her body.
Gren was anxious. This wasn’t going well. He was out of his depth. Sitting in front of her he pulled one of her arms trying to take hold of her hand. Ligia resisted, but he was persistent, kissing her palm softly. “Isn’t this the girl who cried over two creatures she’d inadvertently slayed earlier? Isn’t this the girl who fakes her orgasms to avoid killing? Isn’t this the girl who walls away her emotions so she won’t be hurt?” Ligia looked away. He took advantage of her stillness to kneel up, tipping her chin toward him so he could look her in the eye. “That’s the sort of woman I want. Someone I can protect. Someone who can let herself go when she’s with me. Someone who can trust me to love her.”
Tears fell down her face. “Wow, Gren. You are a miracle.” She suddenly threw her head back giving an emotional laugh. “Hey, we’re on 34th street, aren’t we?”
Her giggle was infectious but Gren groaned and pulled her down onto his lap, sitting with his back to the chair. “That is an appalling pun.”
She snuggled closer. “Here’s another. This started out as a nightmare before Christmas.”
He clapped his hands over his ears. “Your singing might not kill me but your jokes are another thing.”
Ligia tugged his hands down, pulling his arms back around her. “You know, when you found me with Dante and Nate earlier, I was thinking of throwing myself off a bridge like James Stewart in It’s a Wonderful Life. That’s not a pun. I really was considering ending my life.”
Gren tightened his arms around her. “Good thing you didn’t. Trolls can’t swim. I’d just have sunk like a stone trying to save you. But please, no more Christmas movies.”
She turned to sit astride him, “All right. But I’ve had my Christmas present. Can I give you one now?”
He gently squeezed her breasts, finally getting the chance to fondle them, entranced by their dusky pink color. “You’ve already given me the best present ever, although those nipple clamps you put on me earlier would look really good on these gorgeous babies,” said Gren.
Ligia squirmed, covering herself with her hands. “No! I’m too sensitive.”
The troll took hold of her wrists uncovering her breasts. “You will do exactly what you’re told.”
She tried struggling but Gren just chuckled. “Well, that won’t work.”
Ligia relaxed and tipped her head up to look at him, a sweet smile on her face. “You know, I’ve finally found someone I can’t dominate. You are just too damn strong! You won’t let me get away with anything either physically or emotionally.”
“About time someone did!”
Lifting her up by her waist, Gren maneuvered her to sit on his cock which had new life in it.
Ligia moaned and resting her hands on his biceps she rocked up and down once more, Gren gripping her hips to help. Somehow, knowing she loved him, made their lovemaking even sweeter and he leaned forward to capture her lips, savoring her taste, before working his way across her jaw.
“Of course, you’ll have to marry me. I’ll be the envy of all the Siren community,” the Siren declared between kisses.
“What?” He lifted his head, staring at her in astonishment.
She halted, the smile on her face disappearing.
“Don’t stop now or I’ll throw you off the bridge myself. As for getting married, a girl should wait for the guy to ask her.”
Ligia placed her hands on his chest as she went back to riding him. “You will, won’t you?” Her voice was seductive once more.
“Hmm,” he grunted noncommittedly and angled his thumbs to stroke her nipples as she moved. “You know if we have a daughter and she’s tone-deaf like me, will that mean she can’t kill her lovers?”
The Siren gasped and a gorgeous smile lit up her face, as she increased her motion toward climax. “Do you have many men in your family?”
Gren groaned for more than one reason. “Lordy! My brothers will never cope with the invasion of Sirens!”
The woman sitting on him poked her tongue out at him in between heavy breaths.
However, Gren hadn’t finished. Gripping her hips as she got faster, he pointed out, “Of course, if this daughter of ours inherits my looks and your voice no man will come near her, anyway!”
Ligia threw her head back and laughed loudly. “That would be the perfect present! I can’t wait to have a hoard of daughters.”
And then he lay on his back, letting her finish riding him, holding his hands over his ears in readiness. By the time they got around to opening Gren’s family presents later that morning, the first of their daughters had been conceived.
THE END
AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY
Jennifer is a bestselling author in various genre (BDSM, contemporary, sci-fi, paranormal, with historical and fantasy in her works in progress) with several different publishers.
An Englishwoman through and through, she lives in a beautiful historical city and is game to try most things once. She’s had a tattoo done on her calf, flew down zip wires 100 feet up in the trees, and was photographed nude
by a professional photographer. All of which have taken place since she turned 50!
Many of her experiences end up in her books… but you will have to read them to find out what!
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Also, by Jennifer Denys
Manor of Decadence series:
Kink After Dinner – Book 1
BDSM Weekend – Book 2
Naughty Xmas series:
Naughty Christmas Wishes – Book 1
Naughty Christmas Present – Book 2
Balls & Chaines series:
To Claim a Mate – Book 1
Stand-alone stories:
Men For Hire (anthology)
Dark Captive
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