A Song of Death and Desire (The Sirens of Witches Cove)

38. Chapter 38

Chapter 38

W ell, I’m doing a fucking shit job at remaining disconnected from Kairi. Nothing in my intentions to just use her for sex included groping her on the dance floor in a possessive show of dominance to any other interested men. When I saw her dancing with that douchebag—okay, to be fair, I don’t know that he is a douchebag—a red haze fell over me and all I knew was that he shouldn’t be touching her. Nobody should be touching her other than me.

Mine.

There’s that word again. The one that makes me think I’m fighting a losing battle here.

Before I knew it I was marching right onto the dancefloor and not-so-gently pushing away the guy that was rubbing his dick against her ass. I didn’t even give him another moment of thought before I took his place.

I love the way she melts for me. The way she shows she’s willing to give me anything. There was no apprehension in her body language as she allowed me to move my fingers up to the apex of her thighs, and god, she was fucking soaked. I know it was all for me.

The witch said that she took away the obsession that I had with Kairi that was driving me to madness, but I can’t help but think that there are some remnants that have remained. Since everything happened I feel like a different person. When I am around her I feel like I have changed. Never in a million years would anyone have caught me dancing before meeting Kairi. Now I have done so twice in as many weeks. It’s one thing that she was able to coax me into her silly celebratory dance at the apartment but another thing altogether that she drew me to her on the dance floor tonight. I danced in front of other people and didn’t care who saw.

Not only that, but I find myself craving time with her and wanting to bask in her smile. I never felt like that with Kelly. I did like spending time with her, but I didn’t crave her presence like I do with Kairi, and I honestly don’t know what to make of that realization. It’s terrifying to me that one person has the ability to change the way that I act. Kelly tried to change me for so long with no success so why, without even trying, does Kairi elicit such positive changes? And now, I have dragged her into a vacant bathroom because I can’t stand another second of not having my dick inside of her—more extremely uncharacteristic behavior for me. If anyone outside paid even the slightest bit of attention, it would be obvious what we are doing in here. But I don't care. I just need to feel her. Now.

She stands before me now, sweat sticking the front strands of her hair to her face, a slight dark smudge of makeup under her eyes, lipstick deliciously smudged and in a dress that should be illegal.

“Hands on the counter, vicious one and stick that pretty ass out for me,” I growl, pushing her towards the bathroom counter. She obeys immediately and my cock, already hard as steel, grows even harder at the sight of her dress riding up to reveal the globes of her ass. In seconds, I’ve pulled the zipper down on my pants and pulled out my weeping length, quickly fumbling to get a condom out of my pocket and put it on. I hitch her dress up even further to expose the entirety of her ass to me and then slam into her without any prior warning. She screams in pleasure as I force her hip bones into the counter. She scrambles to find purchase as I drive into her hard and unforgivingly. I can see her face in the mirror and her eyes are open, the irises a beautiful shade of forest green that I can never get out of my mind.

I reach out a hand and tangle it in her luscious, long hair and yank it back, another low moan leaving her throat as she arches her back to accommodate. I snake the other hand around to her front pulling down the strap of her dress, so her breasts spill out. She’s almost completely exposed to me with her dress around her waist and her tits on full display. She’s exquisite.

I hold her in submission by her hair and squeeze her breast firmly. I run my fingers over her nipple, tweaking and pinching and notice the way her whimpers and moans increase as I do so.

“More, more, more,” she pleads as I keep up my relentless pace. My hands claw at any available bit of skin I can reach, fingers digging in so hard that they are sure to leave marks.

“You’re so desperate for me. Do you love my cock inside you? Do you feel full?”

“So full,” she whimpers. I’m frenzied, drowning in my lust and unable to conjure a single fuck about who might be listening in right now. All that matters is our pleasure.

“I’m coming,” she whimpers at the same time as I feel myself racing toward my release.

“I want to feel your cunt squeeze around me, vicious one. I want you to give me everything.” I raise a hand and slap it against her ass cheek. Hard. The sound of it hitting her skin rings through the air. With the impact she shatters completely, letting out a scream that mingles with my gravelly groan as I join her in release.

Her arms give way, and she collapses forward onto the bathroom counter. Still inside her, I slump over her, resting against her back and planting a soft kiss there. Our breaths are ragged, and our chests move in time with each other.

I reluctantly pull out of her and dispose of the condom in a nearby trash can. A few moments later, she stands up straight, and I smirk as I take in her freshly fucked appearance. After pulling up my pants I help Kairi freshen up. I gently rearrange her dress, softly massaging the pink that marks her skin from my hand. She fixes up her smudged makeup and runs her fingers through her hair, but there is no way our friends won’t know what we’ve been up to, and I find that I don’t really care what they think about it.

We leave the bathroom, and I note the slight tinge of pink that flushes Kairi’s cheeks as she avoids eye contact with the other women in the hallway. I walk behind her as she leads us back to our booth where the rest of our group are talking.

At the sight of us they all stop mid-conversation to stare. Sienna gives us a knowing smile while Tom winks. Lacey, obviously filled in by Tom, just grins.

“Where have you two been? You look awfully sweaty. I guess… dancing… will do that to you?” Sienna chuckles and I smirk at her. I glance over at Kairi and see that although she appears to be a little uncomfortable with the attention we are getting, she doesn’t shy away.

“You’re right! Eagan is a great… dancer,” Kairi retorts, causing Tom to choke on his drink and Lacey to pound on his back. God damn I love how she is able to go head-to-head with my friends, refusing to be intimidated.

Lacey encourages Kairi to shuffle in next to her and Tom and they quickly become immersed in conversation. I’m a little wary that Kairi may give something away to indicate her history, especially with the couple of drinks she’s had tonight, but so far so good.

Sienna beckons me to sit next to her and I’m certain she is going to give me the third degree about Kairi. Better to get it over and done with.

“Things seem to be going well with Kairi,” she comments. I “hmm” in response but I should know that is not enough of an answer for her.

“Oh, come on E! Is that all you’re going to give me? Are you together now? You’re already living together.”

“Look, it’s a bit more complicated than you think. We aren’t together, we’re just having a bit of fun.” Now it’s Sienna’s turn to reply with a hmm as she raises her eyebrows at me.

“If that’s all you think is happening, then I’m concerned about your lack of self-awareness,” she laughs, and I glare at her. “Okay, okay. I’ll drop it for now. But I will say that it’s clear to everyone, but you, it seems, that there is a lot more than ‘just fun’ between you two…”

“What’s going on with you then Enna? I saw you getting all up and personal with the girl on the dance floor. Are you going to make a move? When do you go back home?” I interrupt, eager to move the conversation on from my complicated kind of relationship with Kairi.

Sienna looks down at her hands resting in her lap, the smile and humor leaving her face.

“Well, here’s the thing, I’m actually not going back,” she says as she raises her eyes to meet my confused gaze.

“What do you mean? You have to go back, what about work?

“I’ve decided to take a sabbatical. While I’ve been in Witches Cove, I’ve been looking for a place to rent, and I’ve found one. I’m going to be living here for a while so I can work out my next steps.”

I’m filled with concern at the fact she hasn’t mentioned a word of this before now. As far as I know she enjoys her job and has a good life in Blackwood. “What brought this on?” I ask.

She sighs and runs a hand across her face. “Things have been…hard lately. I was dating someone, and she broke my heart, and then things at work are a mess at the moment. And then everything that happened with you. I should have been here. It’s just the two of us and we promised to always be there for each other. You were here going through something awful, and I couldn’t come and support you because my employers are assholes.”

She’s right. Growing up with a dead mom and an absent dad meant that we had to rely on each other far more than was fair. We never had the sibling rivalry that I saw among my friends and their siblings. I think we knew that we didn’t have anyone else in our corner, so things were much better if we worked as a team. I haven’t liked living in separate towns these past years, so part of me is glad that she’s moving here, but I hate that she’s been having such a hard time.

I try to suppress the strong flash of bitterness that hits me when I remember that the reason I wasn’t aware of my sister's struggles is sitting right opposite me. If I weren’t so consumed with my obsession then I would have been there for her. Every time I start to forget, there is another reminder about Kairi’s past.

I wrap an arm around Sienna’s shoulders pulling her into my side a little more. “I’m so sorry that I didn’t know that things are hard for you right now, Enna. And I’m even more sorry that you must have felt like you couldn’t speak to me about all of this before now.”

She jabs me in the ribs with her elbow causing me to squirm out of her reach. “Oi! None of that. We have both been struggling. I didn’t tell you about my sabbatical because it’s only just been finalized, and I wasn’t a hundred percent certain that’s what I wanted to do. Being back here has made me realize how much I’ve missed you and I want to be a bigger part of your life. Especially to help you stop being an ignorant fool when it comes to Kairi,” she sniggers trying to elbow me once more.

Her comment momentarily throws me into deep thought. It’s clear that Sienna likes Kairi and she’s made it well known that she wants and expects us to end up together. But she doesn’t know Kairi’s true nature like I do. Would that change her opinion? Sienna sometimes has trouble making friends and I don’t want her to be hurt when she finds out we have been lying to her. This is just one more thing to feel guilty about. I’m so sick of that emotion.

“It’s going to be amazing having you back in Witches Cove little sis,” I say after a few moments of silence, pulling her into me once more and placing a light kiss on the top of her head.

Another round of drinks is delivered to our booth, interrupting our conversation, but we spend the rest of the night drinking, laughing, and completely enjoying each other’s company. It’s a perfect night and I’m glad I thought about organizing it.