Page 47 of Siren's Kiss & Feral Beasts
My emotions have always affected the weather. Rain when I’m sad and sunny skies when I’m happy—a soft golden pink when I’m calm. Yet this feels different. More.
“Then let me in. Let me shoulder what’s made your heart heavy.” He leans down and nips my shoulder this time. “Let me soothe your ache and heart.”
“Can you make me forget? Just for a little while.”
“I’ll do and be anything you need, my female.” A quick pull and the blanket over me disappears, cool air greeting my skin. I shiver, still upset, but then I’m met with the force of a spank that pushes everything but him from my mind.
His scent. His hand. His lips.
I’m attacked by all three as Kai climbs over me, his strong body hovering over me while he explores and kneads, landing a few spanks in between.
And each time, my hiss becomes a moan when it’s followed by a nip to my shoulder. A kiss to my temple. The feel of those same fingers, my skin tingling from the strike, slipping between my thighs.
Spank. Stroke. Spank. Dip inside to the first knuckle and out again, dragging my slick from my clenching hole to rosebud to the swell of each heated cheek. Then again.
“Please, Kai,” I moan, shivering when his hand lands at the curve where thigh meets cheek. The sting lashes, then spreads from my toes to clit, I’m one sensitive pulse. “Oh my Gods!”
“Not Gods, little treasure. I’m your alpha and mate. Yours.” The next slap lands closer to my slick inner thighs before his fingers finally slip inside. First one and then two, stroking in deep and hard while his palm massages my clit. “That’s it. Let me feel that pretty little cunt make a mess for me.”
Lips drag across my shoulders, back and forth, leaving painful bites in between each peck. It’s a delicious contrast to the pleasure rising, and I whine for him.
That sound does something to him. From sexy to feral, and I’m pulled up by the waist onto my knees, spread wide with his mouth on my pussy before I can scream.
Alpha Kai Daire eats me like a man possessed, his lips sucking on my clit while his fangs drop and a pleasurable sting takes me under. I come for him while he growls, the taste of me and my blood driving his wolf to a near frenzy. I can’t do anything but accept.
I shake. I cry. I plead.
“One more, little treasure. Come for me again before I put you to bed.”
“Oh fuck,” It leaves me on a hiss when he nips my mound, paying extra attention to the sensitive flesh on either side of my clit. “Kai, please.”
My whimper is rewarded by his thumb tracing from my entrance to my rosebud, adding pressure against my untouched hole. And the second he slips just the tip of his finger inside, I’m slammed headfirst into another orgasm.
My body sags as small aftershocks course through me; I’m a mess. Sweaty and slick and satiated—my alpha mate likes it, if his rumbling purr is anything to go by. I’m surprised when he doesn’t use me to slake his need after, and instead, I’m shifted so he can lie beside me.
I’m engulfed in the warmest, most comforting hug. Kai’s arms fold around me, warm and heavy, with his chest pressed against my back. “Better?”
I nod, because it’s the truth. For the moment, I feel like I can breathe again. The proof of that is the pale blue sky outside my window, the edges of darker clouds creeping along the horizon. The sight is almost poetic. Like my emotions have temporarily calmed, but the storm lingers.
Just hangs there. Waiting.
Turning in his arms, I lay my head near his heart and listen to its beat. The sound is soothing, and I give myself permission to enjoy the reprieve because it won’t last. “Thank you.”
“Never thank me for taking care of you. That’s a privilege, my mate.”
“And to think I spent so many years hating you.” At that, he made an annoyed sound from the back of his throat, the sound not entirely human. “Don’t be mad at me, Wolf. I’m overwhelmed as it is and?—”
“We’ll deal with that another day, Nerissa, and I will revisit this conversation in person, but right now, I want to know what made you cry. Why are you sad, little treasure?” A flash of lightning, five seconds pass, and the ground beneath my home shakes. Anger and grief are overwhelming on their own, but together they wreak havoc on you. And that’s how I feel all over again. Run down and strung out—the rush of anguish crashes into me, and my tears fall onto his chest. My earlier orgasms are nothing but a pleasant memory, even if my thighs are stillslick and my pussy a little sore. “Tell me. Let me be who you lean on.”
“It’s my father.” The words leave me on a low, choked whisper. “He was poisoned and has been unresponsive for days. Since the day after I left you.”
“I’m sorry, sweetheart.” Tight, he pulled me impossibly closer, his lips pressed against the crown of my head. “How did it happen? What have your doctors said?”
“The sea witch says it’s not a toxin she’s familiar with. Not from our waters or neighboring lands, but she’s reached out toothersand is praying for good news soon. We’re hoping one of her connections knows?—”
My eyes fly open, and I’m disoriented and confused for a second time. I’m not in my room in Avaria, and a warm wolf is definitely not beside me. Warm currents surround me, a gentle sway to them that helped me sleep and I look around, finding I’m in my father’s room.
“Gods, how tired do you need to be to have a dream within a dream?”
