Page 39 of Siren in Love
Mike allowed himself to let go of all restraint.He focused just on the feeling of being inside Corvin, of Corvin’s muscles clenching around him.Feels so good!
The shuddering vibrato of an orgasm ran through Corvin, and Mike smelled the cum in the air, but he was too laser-focused to stop or slow.He began to hum, louder than he normally would.It caught and fused with the edges of Corvin’s lust, turning into a melody before finally solidifying into a hymn.
Mike felt his own orgasm take him as if he were a passenger in his own body.The peak was noise and silence all in one, light and dark, sweet and bitter.Time stilled, and for a moment, Mike forgot who or where he was, knew only that the man with him was the one he loved.His.The rhythm of his heart, the susurration of the blood singing in his veins.
Coming back to the moment took a while, but when Corvin’s entire body shuddered, his strained muscles ready to buckle, Mike pulled out and ran his hands up Corvin’s sweat-slick back soothingly.He guided Corvin to lie down and wrapped him in his arms, seeking out Corvin’s mouth.His lips parted readily to give Mike access.
“That was something,” Corvin mumbled.
“You’re something.You okay?”
Corvin nodded and chased Mike’s mouth to get another kiss.“More than okay.You?”
Mike nipped Corvin’s bottom lip.“Same.”
Corvin looked up at Mike, green eyes like gemstones in the dark.“You promise?”
“Promise you what?”
Corvin’s lips pressed close.He looked uncertain, even scared.“Th-that you’re mine.Like you said?”
Warmth flooded Mike, the deep knowledge of being loved.He nodded.“I promise.”He ran the tips of his fingers over Corvin’s cheek and brushed some errant curls away.Corvin’s eyes were falling shut.“I’ll clean you up, and then we can go to sleep.”
“Hmm.”
Corvin was nearly out by the time Mike got him under the sheets, but that didn’t stop Mike from humming a lullaby against his lover’s neck.
18
Mike
WhentheknockingwokeMike from a deep sleep, it was still dark out, the middle of the night.Corvin didn’t stir at all in Mike’s arms.The knocking was coming from their bedroom door, and there was only one other person in the house.
Mike swallowed his curses and instead untangled himself from Corvin without waking him.He grabbed a pair of pajama pants from a drawer on his way and quickly pulled them on before opening their bedroom door a crack.
He was met with John’s face, and the werewolf looked terrified.“They’re here,” he said, voice crackling with fear.
Mike stepped out into the hallway and closed the bedroom door so they wouldn’t wake Corvin.“Who’s here?”
John was trembling.His eyes were wide, their golden color shimmering in the darkness.Beads of sweat stood out on his forehead.“The loups-garous.”
What the fuck?“You have loups-garous after you?Those vicious fucking murder shifters?”
John swallowed.“They want me back, probably.Or to kill me.”His voice was shaky with the terror already evident in his demeanor.“Can you call Peter?”
“Where did you see them?”
“I was checking the locks downstairs,” John said, and Mike ignored how disturbing it was that John had been sneaking around the house in the middle of the night without him noticing.“I saw one of them outside the kitchen window, sniffing the air.Picking up scent, you know.He was alone, but the others won’t be far.They formed a pack, and you know their kind always get worse when they band together.”
Mike’s brain kicked into crisis mode.“I’m waking Corvin.Get ready to leave.”He dashed back into the bedroom.
Corvin lay there, his breaths coming slow with deep sleep.Mike bent over him and gently shook him by the shoulder.“Honey.Corvin, honey, I need you to wake up.”
Corvin’s eyes slowly opened.“Hmm?”
Mike let a drop of his siren song flow into his voice, something he had never done.But this is to protect him.I’d do anything to protect him.
“I need you to get up and get dressed.We need to leave.I’ll explain later.”
