tell me…why are you here? And half-dressed? Where is Empusa?”
I again had to give him credit. He still had me on his mind even faced with the siren’s blatant attributes. It was impressive.
Helen smiled again, lifting one elegant hand. “She’s nearby. But you need to focus on me now. I’m your challenge, Brennan. Do you think you can win?”
Brennan looked confused. “ You’re my challenge? How so?”
I wanted to throttle him. When a siren tells you that she is your challenge, you don’t stand there and question her. You turn around and walk away. But then, to be fair, I guess he couldn’t do that. We had to win our challenges or the game would be lost. Struggling to swallow, I kept my eyes frozen on the pair in front of me.
I could hear Brennan breathe as he tried to wrap his mind around his current situation. I skimmed through his thoughts quickly and I knew the second that he figured it out.
“No,” he stammered. “That’s an unfair challenge.”
“No one ever said the game would be fair,” Helen answered simply. She patted the bed beside her, her hand slender. “Come, Brennan. Let’s get this started. You must withstand me- every temptation that I might offer you. If you do not, you fail. And you know what will happen if you fail.”
Brennan nodded. “Yes.”
Helen giggled, seemingly unaffected. “So come. This will be fun. Let us begin.”
Brennan sighed a heavy sigh that seemed to shake the room, but that might have been my own breath quivering in my chest. He slowly approached the bed and stiffly sat next to the beautiful siren.
“What do I need to do?” he asked.
Helen moved so quickly that I didn’t even see the movement. She was just suddenly behind Brennan on the bed, her mouth directly behind his ear. “Nothing,” she breathed into his neck. “You don’t have to do a thing.”
“But withstand temptation,” Brennan added.
Helen only laughed. “Good luck.”
I gulped.
Helen slid around Brennan smoothly, like a beautiful snake sliding along a branch. She wrapped herself around Brennan and kissed him lightly on the mouth. The room was so sexually charged that I could practically taste the energy and it was all I could do not to vomit. My stomach was clenched into an iron ball.
Brennan didn’t respond. He sat motionlessly on the bed. Helen pulled back a little bit and stared into Brennan’s amber eyes.
“Is that all?” he asked coolly. Sweet heavens. She would take that as a challenge. I wanted to slap him.
“Oh, dear boy,” she cooed. “I’m only just beginning.”
She snapped her fingers and he was instantly lying on his back, each wrist and ankle bound to a corner of the bed. I gulped again. This couldn’t be good. I wriggled within the confining gauze but there was no way I was getting loose. It was so tight that I could barely breathe.
Hovering above Brennan, her hair dangling along his body, Helen licked him. She traced little trails along his skin; up his legs, over his hips, across his chest. She paused at the most sensitive areas, causing me to close my eyes and Brennan to shudder in pleasure even though he kept his lips pressed tightly together.
Against his wishes, he was enjoying it. I could hear him pleading with me in his thoughts.
Empusa, I don’t know where you are, but I am not enjoying this.
Where are you?
I don’t want to like this. I don’t. What the hell is this woman?
I tried to answer, but found that my thoughts had been blocked, as well as my movement and my voice. I couldn’t communicate with him at all. I was utterly helpless. Helen turned to glance at me, her eyes knowing. She was reading my thoughts, she could hear my frustration. Her lips curved upward in a slight smile. I gritted my teeth. Brennan moaned and then clamped his lips tightly together again.
He really was trying. His knuckles were turning white as he
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