Page 36 of Siren in Love
Corvin leaned against Mike.“Because it reminds the werewolf of the full moon, which is like a silver orb in the midnight sky.Also, I’m sure there’s some folklore reason why wolfsbane is called, you know,wolfsbane, bane of the wolf.Oh, Pineapple Mike, do you remember that collection of dried magical herbs we saw at the museum?They had wolfsbane in there too, right?Do you think that belonged to an ancient werewolf-hunting witch?”
Mike nudged Corvin closer, hoping he’d end up in his lap like every time they watched a rom-com.“A wicked werewolf-hunting witch with wolfsbane in her witch’s bag?”
Corvin leaned forward so he could grin at John.“Mike is the master of tongue twisters!I swear he never messes them up.Do the one about the fruit!”
That’s right, let the werewolf see how much you adore me.“What fruit, hon?”Mike asked innocently.
Corvin elbowed him.“Thefruit.Do it, please?”
“Fine.The pious prince of peaceful Paris loved his apple pie.But pineapple pie said the prince after a try is twice as pious as apples in pie.”
Corvin pointed.“There.He can do this all day.”
“Wow.That’s unnatural,” John said.
“Nope, just Mike.”And with that, Corvin settled on Mike’s lap and cuddled close.“He’s like tongue twister bane.”
That line of conversation was interrupted due to the werewolf hunter accidentally kissing the werewolf’s sister.That set Corvin and John to speculating whose heart would be broken, who’d get shot, and who’d end up happily ever after.
From there, they rated the hotness level of every male on screen, and Mike’s throat itched with the desire to sing John into a trembling mess, ready to wet his own pants.It wasn’t even jealousy so much as the way John demanded Corvin’s attention.
I guess it’s right what Mom always said about sirens being bad at sharing.But it’s okay.Corvin is mine.He wouldn’t take some half-baked werewolf, no matter how hot.
So for Mike, the movie turned into an exercise in control.He kept holding Corvin, stroked his shoulder and thigh, ran a thumb up his throat.He knew John would see and know the possessive gestures for what they were, because all werewolves knew non-verbal cues and paid more and closer attention to them than most humans and some other supernaturals.It still didn’t make the werewolf shut up though.
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Mike
~Mike
After the movie, John helped load the dishwasher like a pleasant houseguest, and when he wished them both a good night, the wolf had the audacity to let his gaze linger on Corvin, who was Mike’s.He made damn sure Mike saw it too.
Mike let out a breath when he finally heard John going up the stairs and refocused his attention on wiping down the counters in the kitchen.Corvin walked up behind him and ran a hand down Mike’s back.
“You seem a little tense.You seemed a little tense all night.”
Mike stopped wiping and leaned against the counter instead.What am I even doing being jealous?I can hear Corvin’s love every time he says my name.I’ll propose to him in a little over a week.
“I was just looking forward to having you all to myself tonight.Cuddle on the couch, maybe kiss you senseless to distract you from bare-chested werewolf hunters.”
Corvin hugged Mike from behind and kissed his back.“Please tell me you’re not jealous.”
Mike tensed.“Maybe a little.Not…not jealous in the romantic sense.Jealous of your attention.”
“Hmm, I don’t know.The way I see it, I let John see how we watch a movie when it’s just the two of us watching a movie together.”
Mike turned so he could look Corvin in the eye.“What do you mean?”
“Pineapple Mike, I wouldn’t cuddle you like that in front of other people under normal circumstances.But it’s the weekend, and the weekend is our time, right?Plus, John seemed okay with the display.”
Mike heard the sincerity in Corvin’s voice, and it made his heart swell with affection and desire.
“You’re the best, you know that?”
Corvin nodded.“Yes, thank you, I do.I have the best movie taste too, right?”
Mike wrapped Corvin in his arms.“I think that might be pushing it.”
