Page 80 of Siren’s Secret

Irishen chose that moment to push his finger inside of her. Wave almost arched off the bed and her eyes met his.

“Good mate,” he purred and pumped the finger in and out slowly. “Keep your eyes on me.”

“Irishen,” she moaned, but didn’t look away.

“Jarred, would you mind coming down here and warming your Claimed back up?”

“My pleasure.”

“Fuck you,” Wave sighed when Irishen pulled away and made room for Jarred to move between her spread legs. The male didn’t wait for more instructions before he slipped his own finger inside of her and sucked her clit into his mouth.

“What was that, mate?” Irishen teased. He loved how pissed off she got when he denied her and teased her. His mate was so used to carrying everything on her shoulders that she was having a hard time letting go.

“I hate you,” she groaned when Jarred added a second finger into her pussy.

“Jarred, make room for me,” Irishen said. When the male lifted his head, Irishen moved his hand over and slapped her pussy lightly. Then he rubbed her clit, making sure the cold stung, and when she screamed, he pushed Jarred’s head back down. The contrast was enough to break her into the third orgasm of the night.

“Shh, mate, I’ve got you,” he murmured while gathering her trembling body to him and letting the ice melt away. “You did so well, coming for us.”

Jarred crawled up on the bed and cradled Wave’s back, enfolding her between them. They kept murmuring softly, stroking her skin, soothing, until she stopped trembling. When she leaned back and met his eyes, Irishen smiled.

“Enough?”

Wave shook her head.

He nodded. “All right. You said you’ve played with Jarred’s ass. Has he played with yours?”

“No.” Wave’s pulse sped up.

“Would you like your precious pet to literally kiss your ass, mate?”

“What if—”

“Not the question, mate. Would you like that?”

Wave blinked slowly and inhaled deep. “Yes.”

“Good mate, very brave telling us that,” Irishen immediately replied and leaned in to kiss her. She was very careful with Jarred and his needs. To the point that she pushed her own aside. He pulled back and met Jarred’s eyes.

The male didn’t hesitate, as a wide grin spread over his face. “Are you going to tell me to kiss your mate’s ass, your highness?”

“Yes,” Irishen replied sternly. “And you’d better do a good job at it, or I’ll spank yours.”

“Oh, the threats,” Jarred replied and inwardly Irishen grinned. His mate and her pet were both quite the little brats when they relaxed enough to let go. He reached over to tap the tip of Jarred’s nose.

“Get to it then, precious pet.”

Chapter 42 – Wave

Wave didn’t need more lube—her pet had prepped her ass plenty—but her mate still insisted. His lube-covered finger toyed with her pucker and Wave groaned into the pillow. She was on all fours, Irishen kneeling behind her.

“Ready, mate?”

“Fucking do it already,” she growled. Her mate was such a fucking tease. Delayed gratification, her ass.

Irishen chuckled softly. “I’m your mate, not your pet, princess. You’ll take my finger up your pretty ass when I tell you to, not sooner, not later.”

“I’m not—” Wave began, and Irishen pushed his finger in, cutting her outrage short. The moan that tore through her made her throat raw. The feeling of Irishen in the bond drove her wild. Wave looked pleadingly at Jarred, who was leaning against the headboard, taking in the show and slowly jerking his own cock. She needed… “Give me your cock!”