Page 45 of Siren’s Secret

For some reason, that made him unreasonably proud and happy and horny all over again. “Want to do it again?”

Wave chuckled. “If you don’t let me recover, I might need Risha’s ice dick to heal me.”

“And pray tell, why are you talking about Irishen’s dick when your pussy is still pulsing after mine?” Jarred growled. Wave froze, and he immediately turned to her. “Precious?”

Wave avoided his gaze and swallowed a couple of times. “So… there’s something I need to tell you.”

“Okay? About Irishen?”

She nodded.

“What? I kinda gathered you want to fuck him and from the way he’s been acting lately, I can’t say I’m as opposed to it as I thought I would be.”

“He’s my mate,” Wave blurted out.

“Excuse me?”

“Risha, he’s… my mate.” She almost choked on those last words. Jarred really didn’t know what to think.

“Does he know?”

“About being mates? Yeah, kind of hard not to,” Wave groaned and covered her face.

“No, about you?”

She shook her head silently.

“Are you going to tell him?”

“I’m not sure. It’s not like we’ve acknowledged the bond or even know each other that well,” Wave muttered.

“But you like him,” he stated.

“I—yeah, maybe.”

“Okay.”

“What?” Now she dropped her hands from her face. “Okay? Just like that?”

“Yes, precious. Just like that. I’m not going to be an idiot again and tell you who you can and can’t have.”

“But—”

Jarred leaned over and kissed her gently. “No buts. If you like him, I’ll work it out with him. If you trust him enough to tell him the truth, I’ll support you. And if he betrays your trust or hurts you in any way, I will tear him to pieces.”

The plane leveled and Wave sighed, almost asleep. Jarred gathered her into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. The plane was Sinister’s, so of course it had black silk sheets and restraints hanging from the corners of the bed. Jarred chuckled softly when he placed Wave on the bed and climbed in after her. He would have to ask Sinister to loan the plane to them on a regular basis.

It didn’t take long for her breathing to even out. Jarred kept watch and catalogued every inch of her, every lash and the two faint freckles she had on the right side of her nose after spending the day in the sun. Would she have more if they took a naked beach vacation for a couple of weeks? Risha could keep their drinks cool.

The thought didn’t bother him like he expected. They would sort several things out, but with the way Wave looked when she spoke of him, Jarred saw no other option. He brushed her hair out of her face and smiled at the little frown she had when a strand tickled her nose. It vanished when he got the rest of the hair out of the way.

It would take several hours to fly back to Tracthesian, and Jarred was getting sleepy too. He clasped Wave’s hand in his and let his eyes close. Something tickled at the back of his mind when he drifted asleep.

The plane trembled in turbulence, waking Jarred up with a jolt. It looked like they had slept through the night because the light in the cabin was lit. Wave was sleeping mostly on top of him, even though there was plenty of space. He felt her heart beat in the same rhythm as his.

Carefully, Jarred moved, not wanting to wake her, but his arm was completely numb. Once he got the blood flowing again, he rubbed the mark on his neck. It felt different somehow. Frowning, Jarred rubbed at it again and Wave moaned softly.

Jarred’s eyes shifted over to her and to her neck.