Page 115 of Siren in the Rain

“I don’t want to leave you,” she told me as we stood on the ferry dock one early morning.

“It’s not forever,” I assured her. “The magic of the island is a big part of what saved my heart and my soul, and what allowed me to get past my worst fears and accept my bond with Griffin. The fact that they can do the same for you makes me want you to start your work with Pearl as soon as possible.”

She closed her eyes. “I know. It’s just that it’s been so long and I’ve missed so much of your life that I don’t want to lose another moment.”

I kissed her on the forehead. “Mom, right now you need to focus on yourself, and I still have some things to take care of here. Believe me, though, Griffin and I will come to the island for a visit as soon as we can.” I flashed her a big grin. “We have so much time to make up for.”

She gave me one last smile, then turned and walked onto the ferry to join Anemone and my grandmother. My eyes were only a little wet as I waved goodbye.

Standing silent and supportive at my side, Griffin took me in his arms and enveloped me in his magical and comforting scent as we watched the ferry disappear in the distance.

Later that night—after several hours decompressing with the rest of MEOW Squad over cups of hot cocoa with plenty of whipped cream, courtesy of our loving Papa Bear—Griffin and I go to bed early.

Just like when we were on the island, I want to be alone with him.

Even Haku intuitively understands and makes himself scarce. Admittedly, it probably helps a little that he’s pining a bit since Lucy left with Anemone. It’s clear those two have started a romance, which gives Griffin and me all the more reason to visit soon.

With my dad and stepmonster in custody and their attempts at bail denied, I’m focused on getting even with my stepsister too.

Margaret was very skillful at covering her tracks, especially when it came to anything connected with her daughter. I suppose I’ll give Margaret that—she shielded her own child from any potential fallout for her actions.

The police haven’t found any evidence that Bella had any idea what was going on with Margaret’s black-market cosmetics, and perhaps she didn’t know—or didn’t want to. But her cruelty toward me and her exploitation of my voice? I’m not willing to just let that slide.

With the help of the rest of MEOW Squad, we’ve formulated a plan of action to take her down. Now it’s just a waiting game to see if Bitchface Bella takes the bait.

But tonight I have something else that I’m bound and determined to make happen. I want to consummate my and Griffin’s mate bond and make our relationship permanent.

In other words, it’s time for my entrance into the exciting world of anal sex.

I tell Griffin my plan right after we get in our room and I lock the door behind us.

He stares at me wide-eyed, but his tail starts wagging hopefully.

Fucking hell, this man slays me with his cuteness.

“Are you sure?” he squeaks out, looking uncharacteristically nervous.

I saunter toward him confidently, licking my lips. “I think I’ve waited long enough, Wolf Boy. Tonight, I want to fuck you, bite you, and make you mine.” I grin. “And then you can do the same to me.”

My words produce a full-body shiver response as Griffin makes a needy whining noise in the back of his throat that just turns me on even more.

“Do you like that idea?” My voice goes deep and sensual.

Fuck, but Griffin has the uncanny ability to make me want to take charge with him in the bedroom.

“Anything you want,” he says breathlessly. “I’m all yours.”

I like the sound of that.

I lead him over to the bed and give him a gentle shove, sending him sprawling, then position myself over him and take ownership of his delectable mouth. He moans and whimpers softly as I tease and torment him with my tongue and teeth.

When he starts trying to buck his hips against mine, I pull back.

“You’re such a good Wolf Boy. So gentle, loyal, and loving,” I croon while caressing his hard cock trapped by his pants.

He positively melts under my touch.

I grin. I’ve really come to enjoy Griffin’s praise kink. Fulfilling that need for him is a rush that I relish.

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