Page 120 of Siren in the Rain

Even though I’m freshly fucked and feeling fine, my cock is more than ready to go for round two with my mate. But I have to remind myself that Shae’s never done this before, and I’m going to need to take it slow and careful with him.

On the plus side, we have been experimenting with toys and butt plugs ever since we got back from the island, just to get him used to the sensation of having something inside him.

Reaching a hand up, I touch the still-tingling mate mark Shae left on the back of my neck. I can’t keep a dopey grin off my face.

Having never really fit in with my family growing up, I yearned to find a special someone who understood and accepted me and who would love me for exactly who I am. When I first learned about fated mates, I understood that was it—my one shot at finding my perfect partner.

However, not everyone finds their fated mate. Some search for decades for that destined person meant for them. Others give up and settle down with someone else. While I’ve dated people off and on over the years, I never got serious about any of them. I was always upfront that I only wanted something casual since I was waiting for my mate.

And now that I have him, I’ll do everything in my power to make him happy.

Every day, I silently give thanks to the universe for bringing me and Shae together—and my lucky gold coin, as well. I like to think it had a small part to play in that too.

Since we’re all sorts of sticky after our first round of sex, I hustle us off to the shower to clean up. We spend quite a while languidly making out under the hot spray, and I start working on getting Shae ready for me. As part of our practice, we’ve started keeping extra lube and some toys in the shower.

It proves quite handy now. When Shae tells me he’s ready, I lube up a finger and start working his tight hole. I’ve learned he doesn’t seem to be as sensitive as I am when it comes to ass play, but he’s not totally turned off either.

Once I can insert two fingers inside him comfortably, I prepare a modestly sized silicone vibrator Shae likes. We discovered early on that the ones that vibrate produce more pleasurable sensations for him when used internally.

“Relax,” I croon as I pet his beautiful backside. “This is the one you like.”

Facing me, he wraps his arms around my neck and lifts one of his legs up over my hip, giving me better access to him while I brace my back against the shower wall. He bites his bottom lip and closes his eyes as he focuses on loosening his muscles, and soon I’m able to slip the toy inside him. The moment I press the button to start it vibrating, Shae’s eyes fly open and he lets out a small moan.

“Feel good?”

He nods.

Taking a firm grip on the base of the toy, I move it slightly to shift the angle until Shae’s body jolts and he cries out.

I grin. “Did I find it?”

“Holy fuck, yes,” he whispers breathlessly. Then he smirks. “Should I start calling you Wolf Boy, The Prostate Hunter?”

“I love it when you’re cheeky,” I tell him.

I start to gently move the vibrator in and out of him while the other hand holds his leg up around my hip.

His arms tighten around my neck and he rocks into me so that his hard cock rubs against mine.

“Until you suggested playing with toys, I had no idea my prostate could feel this good when stimulated,” he pants in my ear. “Now I love it.”

I nod sagely. “It’s a wonderful thing, isn’t it?”

We both laugh and then moan when he bucks his hips against mine, producing delicious friction on our hard and aching cocks.

“I think we’re ready to move on to the real thing. Do you want to take this to the bedroom?”

He shakes his head and removes his leg from my hip, then turns toward the far wall of the shower, where he braces his hands against the white tile and pushes his ass in my direction.

“Let’s do it here in the shower.” He twists around to look at me and licks his lips. “Make me see stars, Wolf Boy.”

There’s a note of command in his voice, coupled with a hint of challenge, that I instantly want to obey and fulfill.

I have to grab the base of my cock to calm down because Shae is pushing all of my buttons, as usual.

From the very beginning, we’ve been so damn compatible when it comes to sex. I mean, I knew we would be because of the bond, but it’s so much more than that. We’re able to give each other exactly what we both need—and our individual needs turn one another on, which is miraculous in its own way.

It hasn’t been like that for me with other partners. Some of them have found my preferences weird. Many of them have wanted me to be the more assertive one in the bedroom when all I want to do is nurture and pamper my lover. But Shae gets me and he knows that what I need is to be told what to do to please my partner and to be praised for doing it well.

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