Page 122 of Siren in the Rain

I obediently do as he asks and when I shift positions slightly to change the angle of my penetration, his answering shout reverberates against the bathroom walls.

Once again, I have found his prostate. I’m so pleased with myself that my tail won’t stop wagging.

“Fuck, yeah. Do that again. Harder,” he commands.

Needless to say, my desire to satisfy and please takes over and I focus all my energy and attention on nailing his prostate with every thrust of my hips while I continue to stroke his erection at the same time.

That proves to be the orgasmic double combo KO move for Shae, because without any warning, he gives a sharp cry and then comes, spurting against the shower wall.

As I milk him to completion, my thrusts become erratic and his channel clamps down on me like a vise. A little retribution, perhaps? In any case, that’s all it takes to tip me over the edge and I’m coming inside him.

Somehow, I manage to remember the final crucial step and I brush his wet hair out of the way to quickly bite down on the back of his neck, my canine fangs breaking the skin easily.

Once again, we both experience the relay of magic flowing between us, only this time originating with me. But then it starts to change and our magics seem to intertwine until they flow between us both, fully connected in a never-ending loop.

“Fuck, that feels amazing. It’s almost like a second mini-orgasm,” Shae murmurs blissfully.

I lean in and lick away the trickle of blood from the mate mark I created, then nuzzle the side of his neck.

“Wow. You’re right. The mark kind of tingles, but it doesn’t feel bad,” he says.

My cock starts to soften and I gently pull out. With fast and efficient motions, I clean us both up, taking the time to gently attend to Shae’s tender entrance.

Once we’re squeaky clean, I wrap my mate in a towel and lovingly comb his long hair.

“Can I do this for you always?” I ask.

He leans up and gives me a kiss. “For you, anything.”

We’re both yawning by the time I tuck us both into bed, and I spoon around Shae with a contented sigh.

“We’re really mates now,” he marvels around a yawn.

“Yes. The bond between us is now permanent.”

“I’m glad.”

“So am I.”

He yawns again. “I have so many things I want to do with you. And we need to go and visit my mom on the island soon.” He struggles to sit up. “But before that, we need to take care of Bella.”

I pump out my SCSS and he relaxes enough that I can gently push him back down. My mate needs to rest.

“Mmmm. Did I ever tell you I love your smell? Sunshine and coconuts,” he mumbles.

“I’m glad you like my scent. Yours is special to me too. Now, let go of everything and sleep.”

I cradle him in my arms, allowing my special pheromones to carry him into a peaceful slumber.

He’s got nothing to worry about. We’ll get even with Bella all in good time.

I’ll make sure of it.

Epilogue

Three weeks later…

Shae’s New and Improved List of Life Goals

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