The Pirate and His Siren

Chapter Fourteen

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

KYNAN

A lways wanting the crew to be on board with everything we did, I put Luarna’s idea as a vote to them.

The majority agree, and those who didn’t—Alarn and Dirk—are put ashore.

It also turns out some of the crew are handy with a hammer, so they have completed most of the renovations. We still need an engineer to get the wheels on the ship and have them retract when we head into the water.

When it’s all completed, we pulled off one of the most successful heists we’ve ever done.

All due to my pretty siren’s brilliant idea.

Each time we have a winning raid, I want to share the spoils and celebrate with her.

I miss her.

And not because of her warm cunt.

I miss her smile, the conversations we had, and the soft snores she made while plastering herself over me while she slept. Hell, I even miss the way her hair tickles my nose. I miss her companionship. She made every day of my life bright just by being in it.

That’s why I’m looking forward to this day. It’s the date we set to meet up again. And this time, I am not letting her go.

She is mine .

By the end of the day, she will know it too.

I’m Captain Kynan Sharpe. I’ve faced down enemies and shot a man with the last remaining bullet in my pistol while swinging from one ship to another.

But on this day, waiting for Luarna to arrive, I’ve never been more anxious.

I’ve waited until the last hour of the day while all my hopes are dashed as each long minute drags on.

I push off the bar. “That stubborn siren of mine.” I growl.

“What’s the plan now, Captain?” Flinders asks.

“We capture ourselves a siren.”

If Luarna thinks she can stay away from me, my pretty siren doesn’t know me at all.

“Might not need to, Captain,” says Roberts.

Hope—that traitorous feeling flares in my chest as I slowly spin around.

Luarna stands in the doorway, her long dark hair hanging in damp curling tendrils around her. If there is one thing my siren prides herself on, it’s her ability to dry herself as she moves from water to land. Her chest heaves as if she’s run here, and her dark eyes are roaming around the common room until she spots me. That’s when she moves toward me quickly. Some of the males in the crowd rise to their feet, but my crew sits them back down.

Reaching me, she places her hands on my cheeks, my own encircling her wrists. “I hope I’m not too late? ”

“Never.”

“Good.” She pulls my face to hers and seals her mouth over mine.

My tongue automatically enters her mouth, seeking hers.

She’s never going to leave me again.

And I’m going to prove that to her.

My hands move down her body as my lips caress hers, and I pull her flush against me, making her squeal softly into my mouth, my own stealing the sound.

Her tongue wars against mine, but I’m ceding control. She has to know who is in charge here.

She draws back, but I only allow it so she can catch her breath. My arms are still banded around her.

A wide grin spreads across her face. “I was ready to make this big declaration, but that was better.”

“Aye, you still can.”

Luarna tilts my head down and presses her forehead to mine. “I’d hope it wasn’t real. It’s not supposed to happen for sirens. But our hatred wasn’t ingrained, it was taught. And it can be untaught. And the heart can finally have its say.”

“What are you are saying?”’

“I realized it after I left. It’s real! By the goddesses, it’s real. Se velade celeux .” She kisses my cheeks and forehead. “I love you.”

“Aye, Luarna, I love you too.” I kiss her again. “You’re mine , and you are not to touch anyone else,” I growl the words against her lips.

“Then you better keep me satisfied so I don’t go looking to seduce another,” she says slyly.

I grip her ass. “Aye, woman, after I’m done fucking you each time, you’ll hardly be able to walk. ”

She raises an eyebrow. “I hear a lot of talk but no action.”

I growl and stomp out of the tavern, carrying her in my arms. “Don’t come on board tonight, boys. I’ve got my missus to fuck.”