Secrets of the Siren [Sirens and Sailors 5] (Siren Publishing Classic) (19 page)

She had felt a gush from her pussy as he had devoured her mouth and then nipped at her neck and throat. The heat which surged through her body was like nothing she had ever experienced, and she relished it. His skin had been firm as she had run her soft hands over it, enjoying the feel of his rippling muscles as his own hands ran up and down her body.

When he had laid her head back on the rock she had gasped with excitement and anticipation. He had already awoken her body to feelings she had never experienced before, and she couldn’t wait to experiment further. Her breath had hitched when he caressed her pert bosom, slowly revealing her alabaster skin as he slipped off the thin veil of cloth which covered it. His breath had been hot as he had taken her nipple in his mouth, and she heard herself moan as his ministrations carefully extended down her stomach and trailed into her panties. She had felt herself gush as his hand had found her soft pussy, and he had whispered loving words to her as he had continued to take her higher and higher. He seemed to understand that, although she wasn’t a virgin, this was the first time she had taken a lover, and he couldn’t have been more gentle.

She visualised his gorgeous face as he had smiled down at her, giving more than he was taking. The lurch in her stomach as he had removed her bikini panties and the fire which had ignited in her when he had placed his hot mouth over her dripping pussy had astonished her. She felt like she would die on the spot, as she had never felt so wonderful. None of the men she had ever encountered before had ever done anything remotely like this, and she felt so new and vulnerable, and yet so safe and happy.

His tongue had lapped at her juices and she had run her hands through his soft, sandy-coloured hair. His strokes had become longer as he had swept his tongue from her perineum up to her clit, making her shudder as tremors ran through her body. She had felt his teeth graze her labial lips as he teased her senses, and she rose even higher. As his burning tongue flicked her clit one more time she had screamed his name as her first loving orgasm ripped through her body and she clung onto him like she would never let him go. She never wanted to let him go. And never would.

When Ligia woke the sun was already on its way up. With drapes across the window she hadn’t been woken by its warm rays on her skin, or any light shining through. Her heart thumped as she realized where she was and what day it was. She jumped out of bed and went through to the bathroom. Her teeth clean, she frowned at the shower in the cubicle. She had no idea how to switch the dang thing on. Deciding that she should get her clothes ready first, she crept back into the bedroom to wait for Geva to wake up. She opened the little bag which Kally had packed for her and her face fell.

“What’s up, Li?” Geva yawned and stretched her arms.

“Kally hasn’t packed me a bikini for today. I was so tired last night I didn’t think to check so I haven’t washed out the one from yesterday. Pallas still has my dress, but I was expecting to wear a bikini to travel over in.” Ligia’s eyes began to tear up.

“That’s ’cos I’d told Kally what my present to you was.” Geva leapt out of bed with a mischievous grin. From a nearby drawer she pulled out a pretty pink box with a large bow on top. “Here, this is for you.”

Ligia’s eyes widened as she took the gift. She opened the lid and rustled through some soft tissue paper. She held up the most beautiful, white bikini, which had little rhinestones which shimmered like diamonds across the top of the cups and waist. “You have to wear something special on your wedding day, and I thought it would go just right under your dress.” Geva smiled at her, and the young girl threw her arms around her in delight.

“Thank you so much. It’s absolutely gorgeous.”

“I hope it fits OK. We can go get another one if it doesn’t.” Geva was obviously pleased she liked the gift.

Ligia held it up to herself in the mirror. Her pert breasts would look lovely in the bra. She held the panties up to her hips.
Oh no!
They were very skimpy and cut to a high leg.

Geva giggled, reading her face. “Don’t worry, I’ve got everything we need.” She went to her bag and pulled out a razor, a little like the ones the men used to shave their faces with, but more delicate.

Ligia frowned.

“Trust me. I’m a nurse.” Geva giggled again, looking pointedly to the bride’s groin. Ligia flushed.

“I’ve got all kinds of stuff in here for you, sister,” Geva went on, delving through the bag. She pulled out pots and tubes of all sorts. “Here, smell this perfume.” She sprayed something onto her wrist and held it up for Ligia to take a sniff. It smelled floral, but nothing like the flowers of Refrainia. It was almost sickly.

“You don’t have to use it.” Geva read her expression and laughed.

Ligia nodded gratefully. “What does all this do?” She picked up a tube of something and eyed it curiously.

“Makes your skin all soft and smooth.” Geva put a little on her own arm and rubbed it in. “Feel.”

Ligia frowned as she ran her hand over Geva’s skin. It felt beautifully soft. Her eyes lit up. “Will mine feel like that?”

“Of course. Come on, let’s get you ready.”

Ligia had never been pampered like this before. Geva helped her to shave her body and exfoliate her skin before adding all sorts of oils and lotions to get her skin feeling wonderful. Ligia felt so fresh and new after her treatment. She put on the lovely bikini and stared at herself in the mirror. Usually the girls had to be careful to tuck all their hair into their bikini panties, but with her new shaved body that was no longer a problem. The cut of these new ones made her legs look even longer than they usually did, and she knew her legs were one of the things Aitan loved most about her. The waist was a thin strip of jewels which glinted in the sunlight, and the main part was a tiny triangle of soft silky material. Geva had also shown her how to shave under her arms, and she realized how sexy she looked in the new outfit. She flushed as she gazed at her own reflection. Her skin was glistening and so soft to touch. She couldn’t wait for Aitan to see her.

“Suzy’s coming to fix your hair in a minute. It’s OK, she’s a qualified hairdresser.” Geva smiled at her in the mirror. She had already told Ligia she could keep all the products and the razor so she could keep up her new look if she wanted to. Ligia felt like a new woman and she loved it. She immediately looked at her wet hair and grabbed a comb. She was stunned not to find the usual tangles.

“We used conditioner, remember?” Geva grinned as she pulled on her own dress. Ligia remembered the name of the stuff she had been given to rub into her hair, but didn’t know quite what it was for. There wasn’t a tangle in sight and the comb glided easily through her flame-red hair. She gave a dazzling smile. She was loving today.

A knock at the door made her jump.

“That’ll be Suzy now,” Geva said calmly as she crossed the room.

“Wow! Look at you.” Suzette was impressed with the vision of beauty which stood in front of the bedroom mirror. “Ligia, you are one beautiful girl, d’you know that?”

Ligia flushed. Aitan called her beautiful all the time, but she had never heard it from a woman. “Thank you. I like your dress.”

“There’s nothin’ like a weddin’ to give us all a good excuse to buy new frocks,” Suzette said with a grin. Her dress was very sophisticated, in purple shot silk with a princess line and slightly flared skirt.

“Can you zip mine up for me, sis?” Geva was struggling a little. Ligia expected her to walk over to Suzy and was flattered when she came her way instead.

“You just pull the little metal bit up,” Suzette explained, matter-of-factly, as she dumped a large bag on one of the beds.

“Your dress is beautiful, too,” Ligia enthused as she proudly fastened the zip. Geva’s dress was blue satin and had white embroidery around the edges. It was more flared than her older sister’s and well suited to her large frame. Geva twirled, showing off the abundance of skirt, and giggled.

“We’ll all be happy once we get these things off and change into our swimsuits, though,” Suzette remarked as she rummaged into the bag and began pulling things out. “We’re gonna swelter once the sun really gets up.”

“True.” Geva nodded as she fixed some pretty stones to her earlobes. Ligia winced as she watched her stick the pointed end into a hole in her skin.

“Hair up or down?” Suzette came up behind Ligia and swung her back around to face the mirror. She had a bunch of her hair in her hand and lifted it up in the air and then back down again with a thoughtful expression.

“It looks nice off her face,” Geva offered as she took out some makeup and started to apply it to her cheeks.

“What do you think, Li?” Suzette asked, screwing up her eyes intently.

The girls usually just wore their hair down on the island. Some of the men had brought them beautiful hair clips from the mainland recently so they had started pinning bits up on the odd occasion, but they couldn’t wear the clips in the sea. Ligia was torn. She frowned.

“Turn that frown upside down, girl, it’s your wedding day.” Geva looked over with a laugh. “Try out a few looks, Suzy, we’ve got plenty of time. How’s Mom doing, by the way?”

Suzette ushered Ligia to sit at the dressing table, which had a slightly smaller mirror in front of it, but it was lit up and made her look even lovelier than normal. She took some pins and bands out of her bag and placed them in front of the bride, along with a couple of gadgets which she plugged into a socket. “Mom’s real excited. I did her hair for her this morning and she couldn’t stop talking.” Suzy fiddled with Ligia’s hair as she chatted. “She went down to breakfast with my boys a short while ago. Said she’d get dressed after. Nuri’s getting Hyam ready after he’s eaten too. I don’t want his outfit ruined before the ceremony.” She squinted as she played around with Ligia’s hair. “I’m going to use the dryer on it now, Ligia, is that OK?”

Ligia looked at the big black item in Suzette’s hand. It was almost shaped like a gun. She gulped. “Will it hurt?”

Geva and Suzy giggled. “Of course not, darlin’.” Suzette fought the urge to give the poor girl a big hug. “It just blasts out warm air which makes your hair dry quicker. Watch out for the noise though. Look, I’ll show you.” She switched on the contraption and it hummed loudly. She pointed it at Ligia’s trembling hand and watched the girl relax as the warmth soothed her. “OK?” Ligia nodded and Suzy set to work.

They decided on a style with half her hair up and half down, to add some sophistication, but keep her looking natural. Suzy added a few curly tendrils to compliment the look and Ligia beamed in the mirror.

“Kally wants to pop some flowers in when we get back to the island,” Suzy explained, “so I’ll keep some pins handy.” She tidied up a few stray hairs and then stood back to admire her new sister. “Well, you look absolutely gorgeous, even if I do say so myself.”

“Oh yeah. Are you happy with it, Ligia?” Geva had finished fixing her makeup and leaned in to see.

Tears threatened Ligia’s eyes and she blinked hurriedly to stop them. She nodded to the two girls. She had never been particularly vain, but she loved seeing herself in the mirror today.

“Don’t you cry, you’ll make your eyes go all puffy and your face will go red,” Geva admonished jokingly.

“Yeah, not to mention you’ll set us all off, too.” Suzy put a comforting arm around Ligia’s shoulder and smiled at her in the mirror.

“Can I pop you on a little makeup?” Geva smiled as she picked up a pot of mascara.

“She’s beautiful as she is. I love her natural look.” Suzy frowned.

“I know. I just thought with it being her wedding we could accentuate her eyes and mouth a little, that’s all.”

“Well, how about you have a go and if we don’t like it we can wipe it right off again?” Suzy winked at Ligia, who nodded slowly.

Suzette took the opportunity to touch up her own hair while Geva added a few subtle strokes of makeup to the bride. Ligia giggled as the mascara brush tickled her lashes, and she tried hard not to blink as Geva added a little eyeliner. The brush which applied the lipstick tickled too, and it was even harder trying not to laugh while holding her mouth in position.

“There you go.” Geva spun the chair back ’round to face the mirror and Ligia stared at herself in awe. She was speechless, not a complaint her new sisters ever suffered from!

“Wow, girl, if it were possible I’d say you look even more gorgeous. What do you think?” Suzette nodded her appreciation and stared at the beauty in front of them.

“I think it just adds a little something extra, don’t you?” Geva looked a little hesitant as she watched Ligia’s expression.

Ligia nodded. She had never imagined she could look so lovely. “Thank you both so much,” she whispered.

“Oh, that’s OK. You’re welcome.” Geva sighed with relief and threw her arms around Ligia, while Suzy did the same from the other side.

As they released her, Suzy looked seriously into Ligia’s face. “Ligia, we don’t want to change you in any way, or make you feel uncomfortable. This is
your
day and we want it to be just perfect for you. If you don’t like anything that we’ve done with your looks today you need to tell us, right? We’re only trying to make your day extra special by making you feel and look great, but we’re not trying to make you look anything you’re not. OK?”