Convicted of a crime he didn’t commit, the warrior god Janus plummeted from the heights of Olympus to the depths of the Underworld.Each summer, Neptune demands a virgin sacrifice. And his sacrifice of choice is a siren.
Sirens are strong, sassy, and sexy.
Lindy’s siren heritage makes her fierce, lusty, and curious, but she dreams of loving one man forever. She won’t give her heart - or her virginity - to a short-lived mortal she might accidentally break in bed. When Neptune demands her as his sacrifice, she’s determined to give her virginity to anybody except him.
Janus, or Jase as he calls himself now is the one man she’s eager to bed.
The clock’s ticking. Lindy has forty-eight hours to seduce the siren-hating Jase and win his heart. Much as he wants her, to protect her, he’s vowed not to take her until Neptune’s feast day. Can she seduce him in time? Or will Neptune tie her down and take her against her will.
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Excerpt - Jase gets Linddy drunk to keep her out of his bed
Lindy hiccupped, giggled, and waved the empty coffee cup in
Jase’s face. When she spoke, her voice was a little too loud, and there was a
slur in her words. “Whersh the hotel? I can’t wait to undresh and drag you into
my bed. You will shcrew me this time, won’t you?”
He took the coffee cup from her hand. “You’ll break something
waving that about.”
She hiccupped, covered her mouth with her hand; then she
giggled like a schoolgirl. Her voice carried through the restaurant. “Doshn’t
matter. They’ve got more. Letsh go to the hotel, and I’ll lick your balls until
your eyes roll back in your head.”
Women either smiled and whispered good-humored comments to
their friends or raised their eyebrows, pursed their lips, and looked away.
More than one male customer gave her an appraising look…until they spotted
Jase’s muscular bulk.
He flushed a little, and his gaze slid away from hers. “Shh,
princess. We’re leaving just as soon as I’ve paid the bill.”
Overloud and over expansive, Lindy sat back in her seat. Her
arms flopped out, and she just missed a passing waiter. “Come here, Jase. Let
me suck on your cock. You will fuck me, won’t you? Or maybe one of the other
men here will take my virginity.”
Heads swiveled in her direction. Across the room, someone
giggled. Three men at the next table smiled at her drunken antics. One winked
and raised his glass in salute.
Lindy leaned toward him. “You’d fuck me, wouldn’t you?”
“Anytime, sweetie, but your friend here might not like it.”
He leered.
Behind her, Jase growled.
Lindy ignored him and rose unsteadily to her feet. “Jashe is
just a big ole pussycat, when he’s not doing his demon thing. If I sing for
you, will you fuck me? I shing real good.”
Jase picked her up and headed for the door. “You’re better
than good. You’re amazing. No time for singing, though, princess. That’s our
taxi outside.”
She lolled back and threw out her arm. Her head dropped, and
her arms flopped back. “You missed a treat, guys. I’m great when I sing.”
She laughed and waved at them, then stared into Jase’s eyes
until her alcoholic haze turned her cross-eyed. Her vision blurred, and her
voice dropped to a breathless giggle. “Really, Jash? Amashing? That’s good. Shall
I shing you a love shong?”
“Not here, princess. Wrap your arms around my neck, and when
we reach the hotel, I’ll help out with your little problem.”
“That’s the virginity thing,” she stage-whispered as he
carried her outside.
Falling—a Siren’s primal fear. Darkness—a close second. Otherwise, Sirens were fearless and strong. Her Siren sisters still trembled when they spoke of how they fell from the heavens and crashed down to earth.
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