Page 25 of Siren’s Kiss & Feral Beasts

“Me, too.” Another kiss, quick but just as powerful. It rocks me. “But, Alpha, we’re going to need some clothes. I can’t walk out of here naked?—”

A growl rips from me at the thought of anyone seeing her like this. She’s for my eyes only. “That won’t happen. I’ll find you something.”

“Thank you.” Wrapping her lithe legs around my waist, she taps my side, and I turn us around, leaving her astride my body. My cock is hard again, her small, clenching hole sliding up and down my length while she gyrates above me. Goddess, she’s beautiful.

“My perfect mate. So clever by showing me the way.” Something passes across her features, a sadness I don’t like, but before I can ask, she guides herself down my length.

Slowly, inch by fucking inch, until reaching my knot.

“Careful, Nerissa. You try to take my knot, and I will mark you under this northern moon.”

“And maybe one day soon, I’ll let you…”

“Is that a date?”

“No. It’s a promise.” Nerissa lies down, hips moving in a circular motion, picking up the pace until her lips are panting against mine.

“It’s a promise. Under the stars of Mar de Sombras, I will accept you as my mate and take your knot, bearing your mark for the world to see. Just as you will wear mine.”

Her words snap the last bit of restraint from me. A savage growl rips from me as I flip her beneath me, driving into her with brutal, claiming thrust. She gasps, but that quickly turns into a moan when my knot teases her entrance with each stroke, stretching her a little more each time.

It slips inside a little and her eyes roll back. My hand grips her neck and my female coats me in her slick.

“Mine.” A truth no one can deny. I fuck her hard and fast, regarding her loyalty and trust in me. To care for her. To cherish her. “That’s it, pretty siren. Give me another one.”

“Kai,” she screams out, meeting me thrust for thrust. Her nails break the skin on my chest, leaving tiny trails of blood down my tattooed chest. That bite of pain is addictive, seductive, and I tighten my grip a little more on her neck.

And if the way her cunt tightens is an indicator, my female likes it. So much so that she nips my chin.

“Motherfuck, beautiful,” I bellow, my release ripping from me in a violent, almost painful wave. My spend fills her to the brim, then overflows as she comes at the feel of me twitching inside her. Each clench milks me, our combined juices creating the most beautiful mess on this empty, sandy beach.

“That was much needed, Alpha Daire.”

I can’t help but snort at that, gathering her close before kissing her soft berry lips. “My pleasure, Miss Nerissa.” Looking around, I take in the darkened sky and zero signs of life. “Did you know this place was deserted? I’m surprised no one’s come to investigate all the noise.”

“Oh, umm. Well…I kind of glamoured the people in the closest pack to steer clear of this area.” She shrugs, hissing a little when I pull out. Pouts too. “Well, that’s going to be sore tomorrow.”

“I’ll take care of you. Draw you a warm bath back on my ship and?—”

Suddenly her weight shifts, and before I can react, she’s rushing into the water. Her tail appears immediately, the fin peeking out of the deep blue sea, while those violet eyes watch me with a bit of sadness and hope. The latter of which makes me pause.

“What aren’t you telling me, Nerissa?”

“Just that I’m sorry, but I will make my promise a reality.”

“No. Come back, and let’s talk this out. Whatever it is, I can help you.”

Her lips curve at that. “You already are. Just don’t stop dreaming.”

With that, she dives beneath the small waves, rushing in my direction and splashing my feet before disappearing. She doesn’t come back, but I’m left with a gift—my chain and stone. Lit a fiery blue and thrumming with magic, I pick it up and enclose it in my fist.

If she wants me to keep dreaming, I will. If she wants me to chase her to the ends of the earth, I will.

All my pretty little siren needs to worry about is how much trouble she’ll be in when I catch her.

When I find the men again after securing clothes from a shifter donation box and slipping the chain inside a pocket, they are standing with an older she-wolf outside her home.

They’re discussing something, and all I catch is Severus and Morvane .

I’m distracted, my mind reeling since she left, picking apart Nerissa’s words—that I didn’t fully pick up on their conversation.

Torren is the first to spot me. “Alpha, Otto’s already surveyed the east side, and it’s all clear. No inhabitants.”

“And what about the pack leader here? Have you spoken to him?”

“That’s what I’ve been explaining to them, Alpha. Everyone but a few of the older generations is gone.”

“Gone where?” I ask, keeping my tone soft so as not to scare her. In that moment, I push aside the problem with my mate bond and focus on the needs of these wolves. “Who took them?”

“The vampires came and took them back to Morvane, starting with the scholar’s family. All but Brina, and no one knows where she is, were taken away.” At her words, my eyes snap to my gamma. Again, the vampires. This needs to end.

We’re ready for a fight, Alpha. Been itching for one. Otto asks the woman something, walking with her inside the abandoned home. The rest of the wolves look to me for directions.

“Prepare the ship to head home. We’re going to war with those nasty bloodsuckers.”

The men thump their chests with their closed fists, and a few howl to the moon while I make a promise to the goddess.

When this is over, I’ll bring her home. I’ll destroy whoever or whatever is keeping her from me.