Page 121 of Siren in the Rain

It’s not a lot to ask for, really. Yet he’s the first person who’s ever been able to give it to me.

“I love you,” I whisper.

He licks his lips, his eyes softening. “I know you do. And I love you too, Wolf Boy. Now, get this vibrator out of my ass and stick your cock in me. Show me what being fucked is all about.” He taps a finger against the tile wall. “Chop, chop.”

I can’t help but chuckle. “So sassy.”

I adore it.

Moving into position behind him, I carefully extract the vibrator before lubing myself up. “I’m gonna give you the rimming of a lifetime one day soon,” I promise, “but right now, I don’t think I can wait.”

“Then don’t. I’m ready for you to fuck me.” His voice is sultry and resonant, and downright mesmerizing in moments like this. “I want to feel you inside me, the first man to ever take me like this—and the last. Just as you’re mine, Griffin McIntyre, I too, am yours.”

The angle’s a little awkward, but I manage to bring my mouth to his and give him a passionate, searing kiss. When I have him eager and panting, I pull back and line my cock up with his entrance.

Turning back to the shower wall, he takes a deep breath and his head falls forward.

Tenderly, I move his long, wet hair over one shoulder and stroke the planes of his back in soothing sweeps. Noticing some tension, I gently massage his muscles until he unclenches and I hear him sigh.

“That’s right,” I encourage him. “Now take a deep breath and push out.”

He does as I say and the head of my cock is able to breach his entrance, but then he clamps down and I bite my bottom lip so hard that I taste blood. Shae’s so fucking tight that it actually hurts me a bit too. I still my movement and stroke his side with one hand while reaching the other around his hip to take hold of his cock.

I start to stroke his erection until he’s moaning again and starting to move his hips.

“Can I keep going?”

“Yeah.”

I press deeper and the tight ring of muscle finally gives way and allows me entrance. Even though part of me wants to slam forward and bury myself inside him, I restrain myself and take it very slowly, checking in with Shae the whole time.

We take our time but eventually, I’m fully embedded in him and we stand still, both of us panting from the effort of our exertions.

“Jesus Christ, you’re big,” he grumbles.

I wince. “Sorry. Does it not feel good?”

The thought of him maybe not enjoying this makes me want to cry.

“Stop worrying, you big softie. Give my newly de-virginized ass a chance to get used to you. That sure isn’t a mini-Gherkin you’re packing back there.”

My frown immediately transforms into a huge smile. If Shae’s being sarcastic, I know everything’s okay.

I wrap my arms around him and pepper soft kisses along his neck and shoulder blades as we wait for his body to get used to me.

I will make this so good for him, even if it kills me.

Being inside him feels like heaven. He’s so tight and hot, and his passage clenches around me in a way that seems to tell me to behave. Even now, he’s the boss, and it makes me happy.

After a couple of minutes, Shae relaxes and I sigh in relief.

“Okay, you can start to move now,” he says. “Just take it slow, please.”

“Whatever you want, my love.” And I mean that from the bottom of my heart.

If he tells me to stop, I will. I’ll always listen to him because I only want to please him.

My thrusts are slow and shallow at first until he adjusts and commands me to go harder.

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