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“Fuuuuck!” Her wail carried over the water and wrapped around Jarred in every way. It pushed and tugged at him until he was mindlessly pumping his hips and coming too. By the time he was spent, Wave ran out of breath.

Together, they slumped down. Jarred finally let go of her throat and wrapped himself around her to keep her safe. The air felt alive around them.

“Fucking hell, pet,” Wave groaned after a while, her voice hoarse. She swallowed and turned her head a bit. “I’ve never… Did I hurt you?”

Now Jarred smiled and kissed the top of her head. “You almost squeezed my dick off when you came, but other than that—and I’m not complaining—I’m fine.” To prove a point, he flexed just a bit and his half-hard cock threatened to wake up again, still inside of her.

“Really? You… are fine? Not hurt? Mad?”

“Precious, I promise you I can take all you can give.”

“But… really?” Now she sounded wondering, and… hopeful?

“Yes, really. I kind of wish I hadn’t brought up Hellion, though. I mean, watching him spank you was hot as hell, pun fully intended, but…”

Wave’s pussy pulsed around his cock and she groaned. “It’s not going to happen.”

“We’ll see,” Jarred hummed noncommittally. Hellion and Marc might have fucked things up, but neither of them was over Wave and neither of them was really trying to get over her either, from the looks of it.

“I don’t want to talk about it, pet,” Wave said and pushed her hips at him. “Fuck me again and then I want to go swimming.”

“Whatever my Claimed wishes,” Jarred purred, letting the subject drop. They had time, and if his idiot friends didn’t figure out a way to sort things out, that was on them. For now, he had his Claimed to satisfy.

Chapter 23 – Jarred

Wave broke the surface and slicked the hair out of her face. Everything about her radiated satisfaction, her eyes sparkled, and her skin held a healthy glow. Jarred lounged on the pier and watched her play in the water, gloriously naked.

When Wave dove in deep, he still felt echoes of their connection in his mind. The deeper she went, the cooler the water became, and she relished it caressing her skin. The feeling was faint and faded in and out, but Jarred could still roughly pinpoint where she was.

The sun beat down on his skin, and he decided to jump in after her. Naked midday swims might be his new favorite. He knew when Wave glided in behind him but decided to play along when she jumped him and pushed him under the surface. If that was the price for having a laughing Wave wrapped around him, he’d happily pay it.

By the time they tired of splashing in the water, Jarred was hard as rock again and Wave’s nipples could have cut diamonds. Jarred basically tossed her up on the pier and climbed after her. She had just enough time to roll on her back when Jarred reached her.

“Are you going to come again?” Jarred rolled Wave under him and nudged her knees wider before thrusting in. The moan she released caressed every inch of him. He kept his pace slow and every thrust measured, gauging her reactions, and in no time, she was clawing at his back.

“That’s it, precious. Feel me,” he whispered.

Wave’s eyes flashed open, and she whimpered. Jarred felt her reach for his mind again. This time, it felt different, like he was sucked into her mind more than her taking over his. He felt acutely how much she needed to have her nipples sucked.

The feeling faded quickly, but Jarred wasn’t going to ignore the message. He bent down and pulled one of Wave’s nipples into his mouth and sucked hard.

Wave screamed, the sound clearly releasing her siren voice. It spurred Jarred on and he switched to Wave’s other nipple to give it the same treatment. When she choked the scream back this time, he bit. Wave arched with her whole body, pussy pulsing, and came with a glorious shriek tearing free.

The feeling of her crashing over the edge pushed past Jarred’s self-control and he pounded into her hard. Wave was chanting good pet when she came again and pulled Jarred with her. He barely managed to roll to his side and not crush her when all the strength left him.

Wave began with wonder in her voice, “I’ve never…”

“What?”

“I never knew. You know, orgasms and screaming. I feel like I’m floating.”

Jarred blinked, trying to turn his brain back on. “Hmm?”

Wave poked his side and then patted his stomach. “Floating. No pressure.”

Somehow Jarred’s sex-addled brain connected the dots. “You mean you’ve never screamed freely when you came? Let your siren scream through an orgasm?”

“Never,” she replied.