Page 13 of Siren’s Kiss & Feral Beasts

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 low fuck sweeps 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.

“Fuck, you’re perfect.” The hand cradling my head angles it, his mouth descending on mine. This kiss is possessive and hungry; he consumes me while his hips snap with force this time. So hard he moves me, my back sliding across the grass, and he follows, never pausing his strokes.

Now, he rides me fast and hard. It’s a painful pleasure, sharp and intoxicating, holding me captive in a moment that I know will change everything.

I can’t stop it. Don’t want it to end.

All I can do is hold on tight, my thighs wrapping around his hips while my fingernails find purchase on his sides, breaking skin across his ribcage as he claims me. He’s all I see and understand.

“So close. Gods, I’m close.” His response is a hiss through clenched teeth; satisfaction resonates from him. It strums between his body and mine, and I’m in awe of it. As if there’s an invisible string connecting us.

I’m a part of him, as he is a part of me.

A revelation that shocks me, and I cry out, trying to speak, but nothing intelligible comes out. I’m reduced to moans and whimpers—the needy sound of a female lost in nirvana. Nothing could feel better than this...

But then I’m flipped onto my hands and knees, his large frame covering mine. I have no strength to raise my hips. I’m a mess of shaky limbs, and Kai chuckles at the sight.

Knees part mine to accommodate him, my legs forced up until I’m exposed and my wetness is dripping onto the grass below. There are leaves in my hair, specks of dirt on my skin, and yet I’ve never felt more beautiful.

“Fuck, sweetheart. Your blood looks good on my cock,” he groans, and the sound of skin on skin, a slow fapping sound, greets my ears.

My head snaps to the side, and I meet his honeyed eyes over my shoulder.

Stroking himself, his heated gaze roams from my face to where I need him most. “It’s a privilege to be your first, and you mine.

No woman before you, and there will be no one after, Nerissa. I’m yours.”

“Mine.” Possessive. That’s what I feel toward him at the moment, as if I’d kill anyone who touched him. He’s the enemy ? —

With our stares locked, he strokes twice, a movement I follow before notching himself at my entrance. Then he slams back in, his hold tight, and I know there’ll be some bruising.

Moreover, I’m grateful that my mermaid abilities will heal me quickly, but for a few hours, I’ll revel in each dark circle where his fingers or claws dug in.

His pace is hard and brutal, fucking me into the ground with deep pumps, each deep stroke driving his thick head against that tender spot, one that causes electrical pulses to fire across my processors. It’s heaven and hell; I’m chasing the feeling and want it harder, a silent demand he answers.

I try to brace my arms but fail, once, twice, before his body fully covers mine until there isn’t an inch of me not blanketed. “Yes. Oh Gods, yes.”

“Not a god, little treasure. I’m your alpha.” Another brutal punch of his hips, and his unoccupied hand grips my hair. He gathers the long strands in his fist, tightening his hold before turning my face. “That’s it, Nerissa. Tighten around my cock...let me feel you break for me.”

The moon is high and the trees filter its light, leaving behind a soft shimmer that cloaks us in secrecy. Out here, it’s just us, and I’m at peace under him.

These sensations are new and overwhelming, a little painful, yet it's the feel of his teeth at the back of my neck that causes me to freeze. My muscles clench tight. My breath catches in my throat. And when he breaks the surface of my skin, not a full bite, but a tear, I come for him.

For a second, I’m blinded by the waves of bliss coursing through me. They’re not gentle or soft, each burying me in a sea of heightened bliss and an awakening I can’t undo.

“That’s it. Take my cock like a good girl, Nerissa.

” Kai’s gritted demands are accompanied by three sharp punches of his hips, forcing me to take every solid inch, but not his knot.

That sits outside my opening, throbbing against my sensitive skin, tearing a scream from my throat.

The feel of him there, how the bulge pulses, sends the ripple of another orgasm through me, and this time, Kai follows.

I’m filled and dripping, each spurt longer than the last, and he’s not done.

Exhaustion settles in while he continues to slip in and out slowly, draining every last drop until finally settling in and turning us to our sides so I’m not crushed. His length jerks a few times, now and then there’s a smaller dribble of come, and I close my eyes, savoring the moment.

Tomorrow will come with plenty of problems, but for now, I give in and let the feel of his warm body lull me into sleep.

The last words I hear before succumbing tug a small smile from me...

“Let’s get you cleaned up and tucked in, little treasure. Because in one hour, I’ll make you my dirty girl all over again.”