The Protector

Chapter 4

Sara's POV

It is a common misconception that all sirens are beautiful. In fact we are actual very average looking. It's the eyes and our melodious voice that gets us in all the trouble. In fact that is exactly what happened to me. I was running a crew of men in the south pacific, you guessed it. A pirate ship. Well more like I would hustle rich men on Yachats out of their money on shore while the guys either striped or stole their boat after getting the location from me. Well I got myself into some trouble with a man who's soul was as frozen as the artic and got smart to my game. He hunted me down and during my attempt to hide I came across Janus. He protected me and gave me a way out. He really is a great guy. I offered him the only currency I had, my body. He denied it and just said 'You owe me one.' He got me a gig at the café as the night shift waitress. It is far from the glamorous life of yacht jacking millionaires but at least I still have my life. See sirens can be killed much easier than gods can.

So here I am covered in grease and ketchup, about to seduce a god. Honestly it is not as hard as you think, unless for some reason he is one of the loyal married one. Let's hope he is more like Zeus, horny and bored. Gods are no different then regular men when it comes to falling into temptation of a sweet voice and eyes the color of the deepest part of the sea.

At least on my end this shouldn't be hard to fake because Erebus is very handsome. He sat at the counter in what would appear to be a carefree position, one leg on the ground one on the rung of the stool with one elbow on the back of the chair with his hand supporting his head. He wore a navy blue quarter zip pullover over top a grey t shirt and khaki pants. His stormy eyes were carefully inspecting each customer. Every once in a while he would run his through his blonde locks, frustrated not seeing who he was looking for he starts studying the menu. Now is my chance.

"Find what you looking for." I use my siren tone on him. It is sweet and like each word caresses you heart.

He slowly pulls his attention away from the menu and brings his eyes to mine. His eyes twinkled as they locked on to mine, got him.

"Not yet, I don't think what I want is on this menu." A flirty smirk play on his face as he sat up in his chair and crossed his arms examining my body.

Now here is the thing about my siren tone, it makes you see me with the features that you see as most attractive. To each man I look different, which is what made me such a good thief. Unidentifiable, well for the most part.

I crossed my arms under my breast to make them pop a bit more. "What can, I, do for you?" I ask him, he doesn't break eye contact. Must be a booty man.

"For now I will just have a cup of coffee. Black."

"Sure thing." I turn to the coffee pot and bend down to grab a mug. Nice and slow while shifting my weight from one foot to the other. I promise I hear him say 'son of Hera' in a low growl. Oh yea, he is a booty man. I stand up, pour his coffee and make my way over. The short walk from the coffee pot to the counter and he watched each switch of my hips.

"Thank you." He takes a sip from the mug and groans like he is in pain and rubs his face.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"Long day on the job is all. Missed my deadline and my boss can be, very unforgiving." He sighs and for about two seconds I feel sorry for him. It has got to be stressful being the kidnapping- murdering assassin- sidekick of Hades.

"I am due for my break and I am a great listener. Among other things."

His attention quickly left his coffee and was back on me. "Do tell."

"Hector," I call to the cook on the griddle. "Im taking my 15."

"Better make it 30." Chaos ruled in his eyes and desire dripped from his lips.

"30, we are pretty dead. Ill be in the break room." I don't take my eyes off of Erebus while I shout my reply back to Hector. I don't wait for an answer and toss my apron on the counter. "Follow me." He downs the rest of his coffee in one gulp and stands from his chair. Neither of us breaking gaze.

'Break room' was the phrase Janus was listening for. He was bussing tables on the far end of the diner. After saying it I was him start to make his way to the rear of the diner where his room was. He heard me, good. The plan was that once Erebus and I got into the break room they would make a run for it. It would give them enough time to get off the property where Jan could open a door for them to escape. By the time Erebus found out they were ever here they would be long gone.

I hardly had time to get the break room door closed before he was invading my space. It was a practiced patience his hands had as they mapped the terrain of my body like a blind reading a map of the world. His warmed breathed engulfed my neck as his lips made a trail of fire down to my collar bone. His hands made their way to discover the zipper at the back of my dress. He held one hand on my booty as the other painfully slow unzipped the dress. I should have been the one in control here keeping him distracted but there was something about this man that made me just want to melt into him, to be puddy in his hands. Once he got the dress unzipped he stepped backed up and I started to slowly shimmy out of the dress until it fell to my feet. His eyes slowly surveyed my body from foot back to my mouth. He c****d his head to the side and bit that glorious lip of his.

The growing bulge in his pant was becoming increasingly apparent. "Let me help you with that." I said in my must sultry siren tone that I could muster. Leaving my lips slightly parted and pouty. Inviting him in for a kiss and he zeroed in on the invitation. Desperate, savage, hungry his mouth dominated mine.

I pulled at the hem of his shirt. "Off." It wasn't a question but a demand and he answered it. Sirens are dominate creates, but if things ever get too far where we can no longer control our subject we can secret a venom with a bit that will paralyze men. It only works on the neck, injected into the carotid artery.

He rocked his hips into mine and it case a genuine gasp of surprise from me. He breaks the kiss and looks down at me cockily saying "Yea, I know." And kissed me hard and fast. I was not in complete control but he was not dangerous and was not free of my spell yet. I unfastened his pants and freed him from his cloth prison. A deep guttural moan radiated from his body as my hand captured his length. He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against mine, eyes closed as I slowly picked up the pace of my strokes each time making sure to catch a bead of precum as it escaped. I bit his chin and used my other hand to play with his n****e. His whole body shuttered with pleasure.

He moved his head away and looked me in the eyes and kissed me slowly. "My turn." He spoke breathlessly then turned me around and I grinded my hips into his c**k and he groaned. Then I felt the sting of flesh on flesh as his hand came down on my right check. "No no darling its my turn. You don't move." His free hand was now lightly around my neck as he tilted my head back and licked my neck from the where it meets the shoulder up to my ear and bite down playfully causing that familiar real tingle in my stomach. "Understand?"

"Yes Erebus."

Then he stopped and released me.

"What, did," I turned around to see him staring at me suspiciously. "How do you know my name?"

I messed up. I got too in to it. I could not answer. I turned slowly to face him. I began to secrete the venom in case I got the time to bit him. He had already started to put himself back together. Tears started to well up in my eyes. Another siren defense but at the same time I was truly afraid because the air around us had turned to cement and him a jack hammer just waiting to tear through it to get to me.

"WHERE. ARE. THEY."

"I don't know what you. AH!" The words were cut short of escape when grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled my head back to an unnatural point, not like the time before.

"Do not play games with me, siren. I can smell the venom now." His tone was harsh.

"They left hours ago." I lie, hopefully it have him headed in the wrong direction. "They just asked that if you happen to come by to try and distract you a bit to give them more time"

"If they have been gone for hours, why would you still need to distract me." He scan my body and face now seeing me for what I truly look like. "Yea you need to stay in you siren tone all the time." His words were cruel and I struggled against his grip. He let go and pushed me into the door.

"I am telling the truth please let me go. I have no reason to lie."

"Again, you have no reason to lie again."

"I never lied. I didn't tell you anything." I was now in a full sob, siren defense mode had kicked in. On land on defense were more of a damsel in distress. Crying and carrying on like a helpless broken women, but in the water we were monsters.

"Ok, will play this game." He sits in the chair at the table and begins to eat crunch on an apple sitting there. "Where did they tell you they were going next?"

"South, that is all I know please. Don't kill me, I am mortal."

"SOUTH." He makes finger quotations, apple still in one hand. "Tell me or I will send you to Hades myself with this apple core. You have one more bite left to decide." He looked over at the apple and put it up to his lips slowly opening his mouth.

"St. Augustine."

"Glorious. Now that wasn't so hard was it?" He stood up tossing the apple core at my feet. "Im assuming we are done here right?" He adjusts his package as he stands and I just nod my head. "Your loss, doubt I could perform looking at," he makes a disgusting face and waves his hand outlining me, "this." He steps over me and out the door.

I survived with no more than a bruised pride and my life. I hope Alessa and Cora are as lucky. My Zeus be on their side