6. Chapter Five

Chapter Five

Vincent

I wait until the sun sets at exactly 5:32 P.M. before I approach the house. I've already studied the building plans extensively. I know that if I park on the next street over, cut through the neighbor's yard that stupidly doesn't have a security system, I can sneak onto their property in the cameras blind spot. From there, it's a quick jog to the west side of the house, up the gutter and over to the master balcony. Easy.

I've had much more difficult targets, with more heavily guarded buildings just last week alone. This is nothing, especially when my Siren is on the other side of this lawn.

Moving exactly as I've planned, I run, duck and climb my way up to the balcony. When I try the balcony doors, I'm irritated that they're unlocked. Doesn't she know that her life will never stop being in danger? That there are plenty of men with skills just like mine who would love nothing more than to take the severed head of the Brethren's princess as a trophy?

Irritation rises inside me as I easily sneak into her room. When I do, I find her in her bed, naked, and her hand between her thighs.

Christ.

I watch as she plays with her clit, her eyes clenched tight as she whimpers and moans. Moving as quietly as I can I cross the room, keeping my eyes on her as she continues playing with herself. She is none the wiser of all the possible monsters that could be in here with her at this moment. Lucky for her, it's just her monster.

She spreads her legs open letting them fall apart, as if she knew that I was desperate for the sight of her. Goddamnit, she is so beautiful.

Two of her fingers trail from her clit down. Before she has a chance to slip them inside, I'm there, slipping two of my own fingers inside her. Her eyes fly open, panicked at first before landing on me.

I begin finger fucking her as I tilt my head curiously.

"What are you doing, Siren? Sprawled out on your bed naked, door unlocked. I could have been anyone."

"But you're n-not," she gasps breathily.

I raise my other hand over her clit, slapping it hard and causing her to cry out in pain.

"I could have been. Do you know how many men and women would kill to be in this room with you right now? To see you like this? Touch you like this? They would take you without a second thought and you couldn't do a thing about it," I say as I slap her clit again.

Her back bows and the yelp that escapes her is a lot more pleasure filled this time.

"You need to lock your fucking door from now on, every time," I say as I continue finger fucking her. "Do you understand?"

She nods her head and I lift my hand one more time, slapping her harder than before as she screams. My fingers press against her g-spot and force her to fall apart on my hand. Her body jerks and writhes beneath my touch, as she shouts out my name over and over again.

"Vincent! Vincent! Oh my god. Yes, baby. Yes," she moans, her chest heaving as she attempts to catch her breath.

I pull my fingers out of her, lifting them to her mouth before smearing her cum against her lips. To no surprise, she opens her mouth quickly, sucking my fingers in as she closes her eyes and groans from the taste. My Siren loves the taste of herself. Who could blame her, she's fucking decadent.

Moving to stand up, her hand stops me, grabbing onto my arm as she pulls me down to her.

"More," she begs.

"More, Siren?"

She nods and I make quick work of sliding out of my clothes, tossing them into a pile on the floor before climbing on top of her. I begin covering her neck with kisses, working my way down to her breasts as I suck one of her nipples into my mouth. My tongue twirls around as she rewards me with a whimper that makes my cock leak pre-cum.

"More," she pants.

I do as she says, flicking my tongue faster while my other hand squeezes her other breast.

"No, Vincent," she says, causing my eyes to come to hers. "I want more. I want…you. All of you."

I hesitate for a moment. She just lost her virginity last night. Savagely, in a humiliating way. There is no way she is ready for me.

"Siren, you've been through a lot. I don't think we should—"

"Please," she whispers. "He was the last person to touch me…like that. He was the first person to do that with me…to me. I don't want him to be the last, I want his memory gone. I want it replaced by someone I love, someone who loves me. Please."

Fuck, how could I ever deny her a thing when she begs so beautifully for me?

"Okay, Siren. Whatever you want but if I hurt you, we're stopping."

She nods as her hands come up to my shoulders, trailing them down my chest, over my stomach before gripping the base of my cock. I jerk in her hand as she strokes me slowly. I continue sucking on her nipple, switching back and forth between the two. She runs her hand up and down my cock until I pull away, kissing my way down her body before settling between her thighs.

Skyla wraps them around my shoulders so easily, and I bury my face into her. The taste of her has me groaning against her pussy. My fingers dig into her upper thighs as my tongue licks through her, circling around her clit before sucking on it.

She buries her hand in my hair as she holds me in place. I'd gladly suffocate in this fucking pussy if she would let me, I'd live down here for the rest of my goddamn life.

"Vincent," she whines. "Please, make love to me."

I wanted to give her another orgasm, to get her as comfortable as possible, but I can't hold myself back another second. Pulling my head up, my eyes lock on hers as I line myself up to her.

"Deep breath for me, Siren."

She does as I say, taking a deep inhale as I begin pushing my way into her. She is so fucking soaked it makes it a little easier, but she is so goddamn tight she's practically choking the life out of my cock. I grit my teeth in an attempt to control myself, while every instinct is telling me to fuck her until we both black out.

"What's wrong?" she whimpers.

"Nothing," I bite out.

"You're holding back, I can tell. I won't break, Vincent. I want all of you, exactly as you are."

"You can't handle me yet, Siren. One day. Soon, but not tonight. Tonight, I'm gonna take my time with you."

She lets out a soft moan when I roll my hips as she nods her head.

"O-okay," she breathes. "Just keep doing that, please."

"This?" I ask, intentionally rolling my hips two more times, forcing her eyes to roll into the back of her head.

"Yes! Oh my god. So good, so so good," she stammers.

Fisting the sheets on either side of her head, I keep my muscles tight, and my movements measured. I don't make love, ever. I fuck hard and rough, and I never speak to the woman again. Of course, that was never a remote possibility with my siren, but it's an adjustment not to fuck her hard and raw.

Each moan and whimper she gives me forces a curse or harder thrust out of me. I try to keep my pace easy, but when her pussy contracts around me, I can only take so much. Her body begins to quiver, and when her breathing becomes choppy I have no choice but to pick up my speed.

I. Need. More.

"Vincent. Oh god. I think I'm gonna…."

"Come for me, Siren. Soak my cock with your cum. Let me hear those pouty lips shout out my name."

She does as I say instantly, as if she was just waiting on my words. Her screams practically shake the house, and there is no way Asher can't hear us right now. Good. Hope the piece of fucking shit knows what it sounds like to please her now. Fuck knows he'll never get the opportunity himself.

Her pussy clenches down on me hard, and my own orgasm slams into me like a freight train. I growl out my release as I fuck her through it, relishing in the feel of her pussy milking the cum out of me with each thrust until I collapse on top of her.

Our ragged breaths are the only thing you can hear in the quiet room, and after a few moments I lean up to check on her. She has a satiated smile on her face, her eyes dazed and calm as her hand lifts, fingers running through my hair in the way I fucking love.

Sinking into her touch I allow her to play with my hair, waiting for her to speak first.

"Wow," she says softly.

"Did I hurt you?" I ask.

She shakes her head. "No. That was…perfect."

I smile down at her. I don't smile often, honestly, I never do. There used to be running jokes about how I didn't have the right muscles in my face to do so. I've smiled more since I met Skyla than I probably have in my entire life. Which isn't saying much, but fuck it takes some getting used to.

"I love you, Siren."

She practically melts beneath me as I roll off her, dragging her body into my side as I do.

"I love you too, so much."

Pressing a kiss to the top of her head, I blow out a long breath. I haven't felt peace like this in so long. I know it won't last forever, but for now I want to hold onto it with both hands, swim to the depths of the sea and never come up for air.