Bailey POV
It was unlike anything I had ever experienced with anyone else before. Riley was heaven. So sweet, so pure, so angelic. As I lay next to her, my arm around her, it was all I could do not to purr in satisfaction, even as I fought back my Lycan who wanted to continue exploring her body some more. She was no doubt sore, I told him sternly as he pouted at me, and needed to rest. I was concerned I might have hurt her, although she showed no signs of that as I leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.
I felt the tingle where my lips connected with her skin. She moaned and turned towards me, her eyes clear and focussed.
"Are you okay?" I asked, creasing a brow.
She smiles and snuggles deeper next to me, looking wholly satisfied and drained. "I'm fine," she said exhaling "I feel good" she confessed.
I grin and then stretch, getting slowly out of bed. I head to the bathroom as she watches me confused and grabbed a washcloth, dampening it with warm water.
I come back and gently begin to wipe between her legs as she sucks in a breath of pain.
"You're bleeding" I comment quietly as she moans "which is not to be unexpected considering..." I trail off.
She looks embarrassed but I grab her and cradle her against my chest. "I think we could use a bath" I tease as she giggles.
"We?" she asks suspiciously.
I carry her into the bathroom and put her on her feet, before turning the taps on and looking at her indignantly. "You don't want to have a bath with me?"
She looks me over, her eyes dipping to a lower part of my anatomy and her cheeks blush a becoming pink as I fight back my grin.
"Well um, the thing is" she stammers as I stand there, raising a brow.
"Okay yes" she swallows hard "we can have a bath together."
I grin and get in, motioning for her to join me. She's adorably shy, sitting down and trying to cover her chest with her legs folded up. I grab one of her legs and begin to massage the foot as she gives a squeal and then a low moan of appreciation.
"God that feels good" she moans.
I rub her foot. She gives another moan. Her body begins to relax in the water. Her head tips back against the bathtub which can easily fit up to four people if we wanted. I grab her other foot and begin to massage it as she closes her eyes and breathes shallowly.
"Are you still sore?" I ask her and she peeks out between her lashes, cocking her head.
"Not so much," she said as I began to gently trail my hands up and down her legs, massaging the kinks out of them.
"Good" I growled "because that was only part of your heat. I'm afraid that it's not going to stop that easily" I apologized as she looked at me warily.
"I know" she whispers "but you were so gentle Bailey, I'm not worried anymore" she began to say and then I felt her flinch.
Had I touched a sore spot? I began to open my mouth to apologize but she was already shaking her head. "So hot" she moaned.
That was quick. I hadn't anticipated the heat coming back so quickly, considering that she had just lost her virginity. It didn't seem fair. She needed to recover and rest. I could see her face becoming flushed and saw her biting her lip. I gently began to rub her feet, keeping my eyes fixated on her.
"Riley look at me," I said calmly as she gazed at me wide-eyed "don't worry, don't stress, we'll get through this."
"But it's already starting to hurt" she choked out, doubling over in the tub and pulling away from me "The heat, it's too much" she began to sob.
Damnit. I thought we would have had a lot more time. This was so unusual. Normally there was a larger window between heats. Was this because she was a siren or something else that was at play? I could feel myself tensing as my Lycan grew more concerned as well as more aroused as he smelt how strong her scent was becoming. It was almost overwhelming. Impossible to ignore.
I clenched my jaw and then stood up, water sloshing everywhere. I got out of the tub and quickly dried myself with a towel, while Riley stayed doubled over, clutching herself and groaning. One touch of her and I recoiled. She was boiling hot again. I pulled the plug and then grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her and lifting her up. I carried her to the bed while she clutched at me. I dried her tenderly and then pulled the towel away, exposing her.
"I want you" she begged, pleading between gasps "Baily please, the pain."
"I know it hurts" I soothed her "but I can't just take you again, you're still sore" I tried to reason but she was shaking her head with such a vehemence I was concerned her head might fall off.
"I don't care," she said sharply "please Bailey, make it stop. The heat, it's all too much. Why is this happening?" she cried in frustration.
I didn't know. Marking her should have prevented this. At the very least it should have minimized its effects if it happened at all. This was all new to me. My Lycan growled, growing frustrated with my lack of action.
Imbecile, our mate is hurting and you're just going to stand there and do nothing? Are you a man or a coward he taunted do what she needs or so help me god I'll take over from you. I'm close to doing it now he warned our mate needs us you dumbass, stop standing there like a jackass and start helping her.
I begin to touch her all over again. At first, she trembles and continues to sob, but as my hands roam all over and touch her, time and time again, she begins to relax as the heat begins to dissipate. My touch is cooling her. She begins to pant in response and my groin tightens. I sit beside her on the bed, continuing to touch without doing anything more. She looks at me silently begging and I almost come undone. She's writhing on the bed, wriggling and pleading. Her voice is hoarse from begging and her eyes are shiny with tears. It moves me. It pains me. This is my mate that is hurting and I can't do sweet fuck all to help her except give her well, that.
I grit my teeth and then climb back over. She clutches at me, urging me on. I take her again, being as gentle and as tender as possible. I drive her to the heights of pleasure again and again, in an attempt to drive this heat from her. She screams my name over and over again, her body convulsing with each orgasm and when I'm finished, when I'm drained and can't take any more, she collapses back against the bed, her eyes closed and her body barely moving, except for her chest which is rising steadily up and down, to signify that she's still breathing.
I feel guilty as I pull back out of her and roll her onto her side. She's asleep, exhausted by her ordeal. I wrap my arm around her waist. I pull her into me and put the bedcovers over her. She snuggles into me, her arms automatically searching for me. I tenderly smooth back her hair and kiss her on the forehead. For the moment she looks peaceful and I'm hoping that it lasts. My Lycan purrs satisfied with our mate's condition, although petulant that he didn't get a chance to take over and have his turn with her. I ignored him and go as far as putting a block up.
I glance at her belly and put a soft hand on it. During a heat, a shifter's body is incredibly fertile. I had no notion of how a siren's body would be or why she was acting like a shifter all of a sudden. Had we conceived a child tonight? The question hovered on my lips. Was a siren just as fertile during this period? Would our children be sirens or half lycans or both? So many questions without answers. I knew I was going to have to research this a bit more, but there was very little information in regards to sirens, due to shifter's having this illogical fear of them. Sirens could be dangerous, but they weren't as dangerous as shifter's claimed they were. I always suspected that Sirens had been made out to be more monstrous than they were in real life and that they had been betrayed by their mates and packs in more ways than one. I didn't trust the history books completely when it came to a siren's abilities or describing their personalities. I always reserved judgement for myself. How was I going to find out more about what Riley was capable of and our children when they were born? It was a conundrum and one I needed to consider very carefully.