His pupils have dilated, and his breathing has picked up. I think I’ve started leaking some pheromones, not much, but he’s a shifter, so he’ll smell them more easily. I’m so hungry that my body is taking over. The club is loud and dark, but I can tell. It’s wired into me. His attention is so focussed on me that he hasn’t even noticed that Shayla is gone, she’s out on the dance floor bumping and grinding with the twins she pointed out earlier. There are two women back in the corner glaring daggers at her, but she wouldn’t have gone after them if there was a bond there. That’s another thing that sirens can do, we can sense the bonds between people. No point in luring a man if his woman is pointing a gun at your temple, right? Shay and I tend to steer clear of the taken ones, too much drama. If I hadn’t already had my sights on the wolf, I might have walked past them to check their bonds out myself.
“So, you just want a good hard fuck, huh?” He growls into my ear, sending pleasant shudders through me. Yep, alpha, and not afraid to let a little alpha rumble accompany his words. Mmmm, this is going to be fun. I know it’s taking a risk, shifters can get addicted to us, but I don’t plan on hanging around long enough for that to happen. A quick feed or two, and I’m gone, he’s empty, and we’re both very happy.
I lean my body into him and we fit together like a hand and a glove. “Why? Do you think you’re up to it?” I purr into his ear. I lean back pressing our pelvises together, he’s hard as a rock and I haven’t even put any real effort into him yet. I look him in the eye, issuing a challenge with my raised eyebrow. He grabs me by the hips, pulling me even harder against him before his mouth crashes into mine. He doesn’t even realise how far he’s under my spell, and I haven’t had to do anything beyond what my natural allure and a hint of my scent does for him. Of course, being a wolf shifter, he can also smell my arousal and that probably has something to do with it as well.
“Hey, I know you!” A hand clamps down on my shoulder. Seriously? Now is not a good time. Whoever he is, he’s more than a little drunk. “You’re that girl, the hot girl!”
I break the kiss with Mr Tall Dark and Wolfy to look at the drunk human. There’s no way he remembers me, I make sure to erase the memories of those I take to my bed, or my bench, or my wall. They can remember everything but my face. I don’t want a relationship, I just want to feed! “Sorry buddy, I think you’ve got me confused with someone else.” I turn back to my wolf, but the guy has grabbed me again and spun me around.
“Yeah, it’s you! My friend Pete fucked you like a month or two ago, and he’s been looking for you ever since! It’s like you’re a drug and he’s addicted. He can’t stop talking about you, just wait until I tell him you’re here.” He pulls his phone out and sends a text before I can stop him.
Now, here’s where being a Siren sucks. I can’t wipe this guy’s memory of me tonight unless I fuck him, and if I fuck him, I won’t come because he just doesn’t do it for me, but it’s what I need to do. This guy just doesn’t appeal to me at all. Worse than that, I’ll miss out on Mr Wolf here, who’s still interested enough in me to growl at what he perceives is the competition. Well, that could work for me in the short term, as long as this thing with the drunk dude doesn’t escalate.
I consider my options. I can ignore the guy and grab my wolf and try to go, but from now on, Shay and I will have to avoid the club, at least for a couple of months until the post-coital thing wears off on the guy and he loses interest. I can repulse him, send him away dazed and confused, except that will tip off the wolf that I’m not human and it will probably make him too cautious to proceed with me. If the wolf wasn’t an alpha, I could invite the jerk to join us for a threesome, but there’s no way this bad boy is going to share me with a puny drunk human. Or, I can just walk away from them both and start hunting again, but Shay is already impatient with me to just fuck and be done with it so that I have enough energy to party with her tonight.
I don’t like giving up a hunting ground as fertile as this one, but right now, staying away for a few months is the option that sucks the least. Shay is going to be pissed, it’s not like me to leave loose ends like this, but I’ve been stringing out my feeds too much and getting careless it seems.
“I’m sorry I can’t stay to see him. My friend and I were just leaving, tell him I said hi.” I grab the wolf and we start heading for the doors, but the drunk dude is following us. Here’s hoping that his friend isn’t close by, because this could get awkward if he finds me, the charm wiping his memory would be undone, and the only way to redo it would be to fuck him again. Which would also mean I’d need a stronger
