Page 29 of Siren's Kiss & Feral Beasts
“I do, Alpha.”
“What I’m capable of.” Not a question but a statement. Acknowledging his ability to be kind and cruel.
“Yes.”
“Motherfuck, you’re perfect.” His entire body shakes above me,the hand near my head slipping beneath to cup the back of my skull. His touch is soft and reverent as he rubs his thumb ina soothing circular motion over my pulse point. “I can scent your innocence, little treasure.”
His teeth nip my neck while a single finger slips inside me to the second knuckle. When he retracted his claws, I don’t know or care when the stretch feels so good. In and out in a slow motion—not deep, just testing—but then I feel the pressure. He pushes against my hymen, not hard but more of an acknowledgement.
“Don’t stop.” My hips buck up, trying to get him in deeper. “Please don’t stop.”
“I won’t knot you today,” Kai says, his expression serious. The words of an alpha. “Soon, though, you’ll be locked with me while my mark is on your graceful neck. This is my vow to you.”
“Pretty words,” I say in a neutral tone, failing because there’s no denying or hiding my excitement. How I clench around his finger or the warm rush of wetness that has nothing to do with my prior orgasm.I like it too much. Want it.
“An eternity chasing you will never be enough, Nerissa.”
A needy, keening sound leaves me the second he pulls his finger out. “What are you?—”
“Relax.” Kai’s hand makes a sharp movement. I feel the jerk of his arm, and then we’re skin to skin. Nothing between us. His cock notches at my entrance, and my eyes roll back, whimpering when he dips it in and out before spreading my wetness from hole to clit and back again.
Seconds pass, and he continues to do so, never taking his eyes off me. He covers me with his heat while the damp grass beneath us creates the perfect contrast. But then he stops and lowers his face down to mine. Softly, he kisses me again, traces of me still on his lips. I like it, too.
Him and I.
Woodsy and floral, yet sweet. Yet behind every note, there’s a touch of the sea. We both carry it, our scents melding perfectly together.Meant to be.
“Guide me in, little treasure.” His words pull me from that thought, and for a second, I get lost in his hooded eyes. The heat in them, but there’s also a sweet tenderness. “Take my cock and help me guide our first time.”
“Are you…?” I trail off, but he nods.
“My wolf and I have never touched or claimed another female. No one but you.” The salty ocean breeze filters through the trees, and I can hear the waves crashing not far from here, as it mixes with the damp earth and our combined scent. I’ve never felt daintier or more feminine, his body so large compared to mine, and it’s further cemented when, with trembling hands, I wrap my fingers around his girth.
He's huge. Long and thick.
I place the engorged head against my soaked entrance, the tip just inside…
“Kai,” I scream out when he buries himself to the hilt in one smooth stroke, pushing my hand aside. I’m hit with a tinge of discomfort, no true pain, and I thank my mermaid genetics for the gift of taking every inch without breaking. I feel stretched and will likely feel sore after, but there’s a rightness to this moment. It’s where I’m supposed to be.
Him. Me. We belong.
My body accepts him, tight fit as it is, and I’m rewarded by the throbbing of his cock against my tender walls. He’s pulsing, each one feeling like a massage, and I’m surprised by the tenderness of his action.
Kai doesn’t move. His body’s tense above me, muscles coiled tight while a lowfucksweeps past his lips and onto my skin, skin he’s peppered with kisses and nips, leaving tiny marks behind while his swollen knot rests against my labia. Not entering, but teasing my body with something I now crave.
There’s no doubt in my mind; I was made to handle him. I want more.
“Please, Alpha.” Another whine, and I’ll examine the sound later. Much later, as it’s not a sound mermaids make. “Stretch me. Ruin me.”
“You naughty little thing.” His claws are out again, and he traces his right hand from my hip to my breast. They leave a small, fiery trail in their wake, but when he flicks my pebbled tip—I clench hard. “I’m going to devote my life to your pleasure, Nerissa. My alter will be at the juncture of your thighs, and my home will be your pouty mouth.”
“Kai, I…”
He shakes his head, taking my left nipple between his claws and tugging on it. I feel it in my pussy, and so does he as I bathe him a moment later with my arousal. His reaction is automatic, pulling out slowly—I feel his veins throb—before thrusting back in.
Leisurely at first. No hurry, while my fingernails dig into his arms. That one stroke, and I’m trembling. Have no control over my lips as I undulate beneath his strong body.
Nothing has ever felt so good.
