Daughters of Olympus (Reverse Harem Romances)

She scoffs. “Says the woman who managed to lock Posi--”

“Chloe,” I say, stopping her. “It’s not the same.”

She lifts her eyes, meeting mine. “You keep saying that, but I don’t know how to make the loss of Eric any easier except to remind you of how strong you were.”

“Can this moment be about you and Pearl?” I sigh, looking at her baby with so much tenderness. “Chloe, she’s literal perfection.”

“I know,” Chloe says, exhaling, as she touches her baby’s tiny fingers. “But now that she’s here, it means...,” Chloe blinks back tears.

“I know.” I swallow. Kai, West, Crew, and I made a plan the night we lost Eric. We were going to get on a boat and sail the seas, looking for my sisters. The only clue we have is that we each have a golden ring. Not a lot, in the way of clues, but I am also hoping the elusive Gaia will show up again and give us some direction.

“Is the boat all ready?”

I nod. “Yeah, the sponsors were willing to work with the guys, but they declined since Kai’s dad agreed to his offer. The boat was paid for in cash a few days ago.”

“Wow, so you’re just going for it?”

“Yep, I need to be on a boat. My skin gets itchy if I’m too far from the water for too long.”

“And you’re just gonna hope it works out?”

I bite my bottom lip, leaning down and kissing Pearl’s perfect cheeks. “A few weeks ago, you told me the alternative was to worry and second guess everything. But like you said, that’s no way to live.”

“I said all that?” she says, a smile playing on her lips. “Guess I’m pretty smart.”

“You are. Look at this life you’ve created for yourself.”

Pearl begins to stir, and Chloe pulls her to her breast and helps her daughter latch on. “Do you have any doubt that these men are yours?”

I shake my head, brushing away a tear. Watching Chloe is so beautiful, so inspiring. “None. But our first days together were so intense and losing Eric was so hard. I think to leave, even though it will be hard, is really important for us. I need to figure out what being the Siren means, and I can only do that on the ocean, with them at my side.”

“We’ll come meet you somewhere in a few months,” Chloe says, squeezing my hand. “Noah was already talking with Crew about where we could all go. Maybe the Greek Isles.”

“Greece?” I snort, letting go of her hand to hold my belly, cracking up.

Chloe laughs, her finger brushing against her daughter’s cheek. “I honestly didn’t think about the fact that you’re the daughter of Poseidon when they mentioned it.”

“I bet Crew did. The guys are dead set on us going back to the beginning, to help me figure out who my mother is.”

Chloe’s eyes meet mine, crinkling at corners. “Sounds like you have some really wonderful men then.”

“I do,” I tell her, a smile spreading across my lips and warmth filling my heart. “And they love me, tail and all.”

Epilogue

HARLOW

Four Months Later…

The water shimmers a clear turquoise, the sun above, brilliant and bright. The sky blue and clear--full of possibilities.

West and I are lounging on the boat deck. I’m still in my nightie, even though it’s past eleven in the morning. We’ve started sleeping in quite a bit since our nights are usually pretty full. Wink, wink.

I’m on a pile of cushions, propped up perfectly in my favorite spot and West’s hands move up and down my still shimmering thighs, his fingers moving higher and higher. I scoot my ass closer to him, wanting him to take everything I have to give.

“You woke up in a good mood, “ I tease as West sinks his fingers inside me. He flicks his fingers against my clit, knowing just how to move to get me going.

“Oh, hell, baby, you woke up in a good mood too,” he says, kissing me hard. “You’re so fucking wet.”

Our mouths are needy--like we didn’t spend last night in an orgy that makes even me blush. At one point I was on my back, thighs spread and coming so hard as Crew fingered me that I should literally be dehydrated right now.

Yet somehow, my body is ready for more.

West slows his hand, and leans over me, pushing up my nightie and planting kisses from my navel to my nipples. His tongue swirls around my areola as his thick cock, so hard and mine, presses against my wet pussy.

“Yes,” I moan as he fills me, so ridiculously ready for his release to shoot inside of me. He wants it too. He pins my wrists, rocking hard against me, and I cry out. Although he presses a hand over my mouth as I do.

“Careful, Siren, we know what your call can do.”