When virginal Amaranda saves handsome sailor, Eban Gal, their love changes the lives of everyone on the ancient island of Refrainia…
Having reluctantly been taught to become a Siren on the ancient island of Refrainia, virginal, naive Amaranda gets her sexual awakening in the arms of handsome sailor, Eban Gal, whom she saves from drowning. The lovers’ attempt to flee the island is thwarted by the elderly leader, Hermandine, who imprisons Eban and forces Amaranda to seduce the sailors with the other Sirens on Destiny Rock. While Amaranda is being attacked, Eban is bewitched by beautiful Siren, Kalliope.
When Eban and the sailors realize the horrors afoot on the island, they challenge the Elders to change their laws and lifestyle. A treacherous voyage in search of Poseidon is the only solution, so the couple, along with two sailors set off. A violent encounter with the Teras, a hideous sea-creature, threatens to end Amaranda’s life, and destroy their ship, and, with no sign of the Sea-God, all their efforts appear to be in vain…
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About the Author
Bella’s love of writing started at a very young age. While at Junior School, she was once asked to write a story that was to be displayed on the window due to lack of wall space (remember Portakabins?) Unfortunately, once she gets going she tends to run with an idea right up until the conclusion – and it has to have a happy ending! The story was so long it covered several windows and caused a blackout in the tiny classroom!
She is British and lives in the beautiful English countryside with one of her three gorgeous daughters and her wonderful husband, often referred to as her “current husband” just to keep him on his toes!
They live in a big haunted house therefore Bella’s housework is never done as the ghost keeps moving things around - the bedroom isn’t the only place where things go bump in the night ;)
Open top cars and country music are among Bella’s favourite things and her fondness of shopping is only surpassed by her love of Châteauneuf-du-pape.
“Last of the Sirens” is Bella’s first book and she is currently working on more titles to add to the “Sirens and Sailors” series.
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“This is so beautiful,” Amaranda said, holding onto the side of the ship as she gazed out to sea.
Eban walked up behind her and put an arm around her waist. She flinched.
“It’s OK, sweetheart, it’s only me,” he said soothingly into her ear.
He felt her relax, and his heart ached again. That bastard is going to take a lot of getting over!
“I can actually see the fish swimming!” she said, gleefully pointing into the water. “Do you think Poseidon is near here?”
“He’ll be a long way off yet, pretty maid,” said Rechavia, chuckling. “I should make yourself comfortable, we’ve got quite a voyage ahead of us!”
He was stood behind the ship’s wheel, studying the sea before them.
“I don’t mind. This is lovely! I’ve never felt so free!” she said smiling.
Eban looked down at the beauty in his arms. How could I have ever touched Kalliope! He was wracked with self-condemnation. He sighed, tightening his hold on her.
“I never said thank you for saving me yesterday,” she whispered, looking up at him with big brown loving eyes.
He felt his heart wrench a little more.
“I’m just glad I was in time, sweetheart,” he said, and planted a kiss on her head.
“I really thought he was going to…” she said, then gulped back a sob.
“I know, sweetheart,” he said simply, as tears threatened his eyes.
He held her tighter.
“Thank you,” she said with a deep breath as she snuggled into him.
They stood in silent thought, as the ship swayed gently on the waves. The briny sea occasionally splashed over the bow, spitting down at them as they clung to the side rail, reveling in the wind flowing over their faces.
“I hope you’re a good cook, Amaranda,” Aitan shouted over cheekily, as time went on.
“Um—well I can made fruit griddle scones,” Amaranda stammered, blushing slightly. “But we don’t usually cook much on Refrainia.”
“Don’t worry, sweetheart, we’ll manage,” Eban chirped. “Let’s go and see what we can find.”
They went below decks to where the little galley had been filled with supplies.
Some preserved meat had been retrieved from the wreck earlier, so Eban taught Amaranda how to use the small cooker. She happily prepared vegetables, and arranged some fresh fruit. They all ate a hearty meal, and Amaranda smiled to see the men sit back, sighing and rubbing their full bellies.
The ship sailed on into the night, and Amaranda slept in a small bunk while the sailors took turns to keep watch and get some sleep in the bunks at the other end of the cabin. The waves were quite choppy and it became colder. Suddenly a loud cry split the night.
“Aaaahh look at that!”
The ship pitched heavily to her starboard, starting to roll as she went.
“What on Earth…?” Rechavia’s low voice boomed through the darkness.
Eban flew onto the deck, and Amaranda grabbed a shawl and followed him.
“There’s something out there!” Aitan yelled, pointing.
His voice trembled, and his body shook. “I saw it! It was massive! At first, I thought it was just flotsam, but it suddenly moved and headed straight for us!”
As he spoke, the bow of the ship rose clean out of the water. Amaranda clung to Eban’s shirt, as they huddled with the two sailors who gripped the ship’s wheel. Through the thick darkness, they could see a gigantic figure holding the front of the ship, evil yellow eyes gleaming at them, its massive scaly head parting to bare its enormous portcullis teeth. It seemed to be tormenting them, showing them its strength, but cruelly holding them on the pinnacle of fear. Suddenly it thrust the ship’s bow back into the sea with a massive roar.
“Hold on, Amaranda,” Eban cried, as the young girl was flung into a stack of lobster pots at the edge of the stern.
She lay panting on the sodden deck for a few seconds before sliding into a pile of nets, as the ship crashed down again onto the waves. There was nothing to hold on to. Tangling the nets in her hands, she only took them with her as she slid helplessly about the flooded deck.
The creature sluggishly reared up its hideous, wrinkled body at the side of the ship and roared again as it spouted freezing water over them. It stretched up, higher than the crow’s nest on the main mast, and roared again stretching open its gigantic cavernous mouth.
“Amaranda!” Eban screamed as the merciless creature swiped her with its large fin.
She flew toward the centre of the ship, crashing into the mast before falling lifeless onto the deck. Blood poured from her head. Eban furiously grabbed a pole from the cradle on the port side and jabbed at the loathsome monster. Its hard scales were impenetrable and it shrugged off his attempts. Rechavia pulled a knife from his boot, the blade glinting in the meager moonlight. He tried to stab the unrelenting beast, but it was hopeless. The monster merely lifted its ugly head and roared ferociously into the cold night air.
As the barrage of waves continued to bombard the ship, Aitan slid towards the main mast. He grabbed Amaranda, whose languid body glided like a rag doll on the saturated deck, her eyes closed.
He stared down at her—“She’s dead!”
She looked at him, amazed. It was beyond her grasp to understand that he preferred her to the women outside. He caught her gaze and chuckled.
“You are beautiful, inside and out,” he said, caressing her cheek. “I want to be with you always. Do you understand that, Amaranda?”
Before she had a chance to reply, he bent forward and kissed her luscious mouth. His tongue circled her succulent lips before gently dipping inside, seeking her own tongue. Their kiss became more passionate as the haunting song surrounded them, and he pushed the basket to one side to lay her back on the bed.
Amaranda sighed deeply as she felt the fire start to smolder in the pit of her stomach again. Her nipples felt tight and she felt like she would burst out of her tiny bikini bra. She could feel his hot hands roam up and down her body, and she relaxed, relishing his touch. Eban licked her neck and she shuddered. She felt a tingle as his tongue ran down onto her breast, and he pulled the material down to expose her heaving bosom. She gasped as he took her in his mouth, nibbling ’round her nipple and sucking at her breast. This feels like nothing on Earth!
“You’re so gorgeous,” he murmured as his hand strayed into her panties, stroking her wet pussy.
“Eban!” she cried as the heat shot through her body. She wanted this sensation to last forever.
He removed her bra with one hand and suckled her other breast, causing her to moan ecstatically. She could feel herself flooding down below, as the tingles in her breasts gave way to a feeling almost like pain as he sucked hard. He kissed her mouth again, and she gazed longingly into his deep blue eyes, noticing how much darker they became with his arousal. Her hands tangled in his hair, and then one hand ran over his shirt as the other stroked his cock through the fabric of his trousers.
“Uh–uh,” he muttered, shaking his head, and he started a descent down her shivering body, kissing and licking down her breasts, then her midriff and her soft tummy.
When he reached her panties he quickly removed them. He gazed at her pussy, which was now dripping wet, before kissing it reverently and licking at her curly brown hairs.
Amaranda bucked as his soft, hot tongue slid easily into her slit and he lapped at her juices. She felt like she was going to cum on the spot, never having experienced anything remotely like this in her life! His probing tongue found its way up to her clit, which it circled, while he stroked her pussy with one hand, and fondled her ample bosom with the other. She closed her eyes, as spots of silver light appeared in front of her. She could feel her clit become engorged and tight as he lapped all the way from her perineum towards it, never quite touching it. Her hand tugged at his blond curls, while the other stroked her other breast, getting rougher as her arousal grew. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more of his sensual licking, he swiped his tongue over her clit and she screamed as her whole body jerked up. The fire coursed through her, and everything clenched tightly. Eban put his finger into her vagina before offering it up for her to lick. Her juices tasted of salt, and she lapped at his finger, imagining it was his cock.
As her breathing started to slow, she noticed him pulling at his own clothes. His massive cock sprung free of his trousers and she leaned forward to stroke it.
“With your mouth,” he whispered huskily, leaning over her face, while he stretched behind him to stroke her pussy.
Seeing the desire in his face, she willingly opened her watering mouth and licked at his dripping cock, before enclosing her lips around it.
“Suck hard,” he commanded breathlessly.
She happily complied. It felt hard as rock, but the skin was like satin. She created a vacuum with her mouth and sucked as hard as she could, only to be rewarded by a loud hiss of his arousal.
“Lick around the head,” he whispered in her ear, still stroking her pussy, and slowly fondling her labia.
Eagerly, Amaranda opened her mouth and held the stiff cock in one hand while she licked around the massive purple head, sticking her tongue into the little groove on the underside, and slurping the juices that leaked out of the top. Her breasts tightened again as her excitement grew, and she could hear him gasp with his own arousal. Her pussy suddenly clenched around his fingers and she jerked automatically.
“I’m going to come,” he groaned, and shifted his body until his cock edged into her soaking pussy.
“Do you want it?” he whispered desperately.
“Yes—oh yes!” she cried as she grabbed his cock and pushed it into her.
He thrust forward and came almost instantaneously with a loud moan. She felt his seed shoot inside her aching pussy and she screamed her own climax, gripping his torso, digging her nails into his skin.
Eban held her shoulders as he pushed long and hard into her soaking vagina. His cock began to shrink and she noticed his breathing starting to slow. He was looking down at her, his eyes looked full of wonder. She felt her skin flush and beads of sweat appear around her brow. She was panting, her mouth smiling. Her brown eyes were bright and shining up at him. He slowly withdrew from her pussy, cum pouring out with him, and he held her with one arm while he reached for a leaf to dry himself.
‘Scourge of the Siren’ by Bella Settarra
Sirens and Sailors #2
Is there any hope for Eban Gal and Amaranda’s future when she is blackmailed, drugged and left for dead in a burning boat?
Eban Gal takes his fiancée, Amaranda, to live in his homeland on Westland. Adjusting to her new way of life proves more difficult than she ever imagined. When beautiful Mitzi, an ex-girlfriend of Eban, overhears them speaking about her past, the jealous girl uses the revelation to blackmail Amaranda into leaving her beloved Eban forever. Alone in a strange world, Amaranda gets captured by drug-dealer Taneli Oris, who has been terrifying her with his salacious comments and advances.
Taneli has already exposed her secret to the press, and soon the ancient island of Refrainia is in chaos. Mutilated bodies are found and questions are asked.
As Taneli forces drugs into her, Amaranda inadvertently sets fire to the boat they are hiding in. Unconscious, with her leg trapped, she has no hope of escape.
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In the dim candlelight, she could see a table in front of them, with another bench-seat opposite. The wheel and control panel stood at the bow, behind her. She turned and peered out the big window at the slowly lightening sky. The small windows to the sides had dark blinds drawn down. This was a small cruiser, used for day-trips, she guessed. Eban had promised to take her out in one. She sniffed, tears welling in her eyes. Eban. What would he think of her now? Had his Dad heard the news and had another heart attack? Kabos seemed to think the whole world would have heard by now.
“Have you any idea what you’ve cost me, whore?”
Taneli was sitting back in his seat, regarding her menacingly.
“No. I don’t know what I’m supposed to have done to you or Mitzi,” she answered truthfully.
He chuckled, “You have cost me everything, that’s what. Including Mitzi.”
His usual, leering manner had given way to something more vicious and sinister. He no longer flirted, or used innuendo, as he had at the house. He sounded bitter and angry. She wasn’t sure what frightened her more.
“Mitzi used to go out with Eban, didn’t she?” Perhaps if she could keep the conversation light it might bode better for her.
He laughed derisively. “Go out? Is that what you call it? Well, they did a lot more than ‘go out’ together--those two could fuck for Westland!”
“Were they together long?”
“Long enough. Did he tell you why he broke it off? He thought she was a bit too needy. Truth was he just couldn’t give her what it was she needed. Eban always was too much of a goody-two-shoes. He didn’t have a clue what a girl like Mitzi needs!”
“And you do?”
“Oh, I do all right. I was able to give her everything she needs.” He chortled derisively again.
Her heart was in her mouth and she pulled the blanket around her even tighter.
“What did she need that only you could give her?” She wasn’t sure she really wanted to know, but she was certain he wanted to tell her.
He leaned closer to her, making her flinch.
“The same thing I can give you, darlin’.” He stroked her cheek and she felt her breathing hitch. Her heart was pounding again.
“What if I don’t want anything from you?” Her voice shook as she spoke the words.
She expected him to be angry, but he merely laughed. “Oh you’ll want it. You’ll want more and more of it, just like Mitzi did.” Don’t bet on it!
“Where is Mitzi?” She hoped a different tactic might help.
“Sleeping it off, as always, I expect.”
Assuming he was referring to sex, she was eager to change the subject again.
“How did you find me?”
He sniggered. “Kabos is a contact of mine. He told me about this girl he’d picked up in town. Didn’t take long to track you down, though I’ll admit you gave me a bit of a run for my money.”
“Contact?” That word again.
He huffed. “Yeah, he brings me customers now and then. Not very rich ones though, given the circles he moves in, but now and then he comes up trumps--like tonight!”
“You mean me? He was bringing me to you?”
“Of course he was darlin’. Why else would he give you a ride? Well, I do know why else, but he wasn’t up to that, if you know what I mean. Taken just a few too many, damned amateur!”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“Well, maybe you are a bit more stupid than I thought.” He leaned into her and began pulling at the blanket. He wrenched it off with one hand.
“Get off me, I don’t want you!” She tried to push him back but he was like a massive boulder.
“Well, maybe I might have something here to change your mind.” He sounded vicious as he dove into his pocket.
Fearing he was going to pull out a knife, she backed away. The corner of the couch was at her back. She had nowhere to go. Tears streamed down her face as her heart pounded again and she found herself gasping for air.
“Now, how many of these will it take, I wonder?” He held out his hand.
She shook her head and frowned. It was too dark to make out what he had, but it was far too small for a knife. She managed a deep breath.
“I think I gave Mitzi too much earlier,” he said, a little ruefully. “Pity. Do you have any idea what these things cost? You should. You cost me a damn site more. But that doesn’t matter now. You see, once you get hooked on these little beauties your loving fiancé will have no choice but to help me get more. He’ll be able to take Greenberg’s place. He can get on a ship to Eastland any time and fetch them over for me. Then he can give you what you need, and I’ll be able to give Mitzi what she needs. It’s a win-win situation.”
He crowed cruelly as he grabbed her face, forcing her jaws open.
Something was placed on her tongue and she tried hard to spit it out. He tipped her head back, trying to force her to swallow. In blind panic, she kicked out her legs, her arms flailing. She didn’t even feel the candle which she sent flying across the boat. The first thing she knew of it was the blinds ablaze and the suffocating, smoke-filled cabin.
What’s the matter with me? He’s seen me naked before! But this felt different. Almost like a different person--or at least, a different side to the same person. This was hot. This was exciting. This was a little scary.
She kicked off her shoes and slowly pulled down her bikini panties. It was a relief to be rid of them, she realized. They were wet and uncomfortable. She felt him stare at her wet pussy. Oh God! She felt a trickle run down her leg. She cringed. He grinned.
After scrutinizing her body for a little longer, he finally spoke.
“Lay on the bed.”
She jumped onto the big, soft, bed and lay on her back in front of him.
“Arms above your head.”
She heard him kick off his boots through the thunder of her heartbeat.
She felt the bed dip as he leaned over her, his elbow at the side of her head, supporting his weight. His burning lips gently touched hers, nibbling his way around her lips, then his tongue licked its way around before finding its way inside her welcoming mouth. The gentleness of his kiss gave way to the domination of her mouth, and she felt her pussy gush and ache. His hand trailed down to her breast and he pulled her throbbing nipple between his finger and thumb. She gasped and panted as he let his hand slither down over her round tummy and he stroked her pubic hair.
“Please,” she cried breathlessly.
“Please what?” He teased, that deep voice sending sparks straight to her girl-parts.
She gasped. He wants me to spell it out?
“Please touch me.”
“I am touching you Sweetheart,” he said slowly, “can’t you feel it?”
He knows damn well what I can feel!
“Touch-touch my pussy! Make me come--please!” She almost shouted at him.
“I see, like this?” He stroked his finger through her lips, gently brushing her clit on his way up. She bucked beneath him.
“Oh God, yes!”
He stroked around her pussy as he devoured her in a salacious kiss. His tongue poked in and out of her hot mouth, mimicking what she wanted his cock to do to her pussy. She was panting as he pulled his mouth away.
Eban moved down the bed, leaving her feeling bereft. She heard a creak of the floorboards as he knelt by the side of the bed and she gasped as he pulled her legs wide apart, sliding her so that her bottom was right at the edge of the big bed.
She almost screamed as she felt his hot tongue slide up her pussy and nudge her engorged clit. She thrust a fist into her mouth to keep herself quiet. The feeling was exquisite as he lapped and sucked at her labia, before poking his tongue inside her, while he held her legs splayed well apart. He looked down at her pussy with a salacious grin, licking his lips.
“You are so beautiful, Amaranda,” he said.
His voice made her gush even more and she flushed. He giggled as he bent back down and licked her up, sucking hard on her lips in the process.
“Eban!” she screamed through her fist.
“Make as much noise as you like. Mom won’t hear you from the kitchen, and even if she does it won’t matter.” He chuckled at her efforts to keep quiet.
His fingers delved into her vagina as he licked at her pussy, careful to lap all around her clit without touching the sensitive tip.
She felt herself lift up further from the bed as the ache became unbearable. Her pussy tightened and he swiped over the clit as she screamed and gushed her climax. Bright lights sparkled in front of her eyes as he continued to lap it all up. She twitched and clenched with aftershocks, gasping for air.
“Oh God, Eban!”
“Do you want me?” His voice was deep and low as he unzipped his trousers.
“Yes--yes please.” She was still panting.
His dick felt like a rod of iron as he thrust it straight into her.
He slowly eased it back out before plunging it straight back in again. She felt like it had gone right into her womb. It was long and hard and burned its way straight through her. God it’s so good!
She heard him gasp as his balls drew up and she felt him crush into her, exploding hot cum into her tight pussy. She felt herself erupt straight away, her boiling cum mingling with his, spilling out like a river onto the white eiderdown. His strength sapped, he hurled himself onto the bed next to her. She slid herself up the bed and laid her throbbing head on his heaving, golden chest. She could hear nothing but the blood rushing through her own body and the hammering of his heartbeat beneath her. She closed her eyes and merely felt. She breathed deeply to calm herself and let herself drift away into a euphoric stupor. His arm had wrapped itself around her shoulder and she felt the heat permeate from him. Nothing else mattered. This was bliss.