Page 111 of His Wild Mate

“God, yes.”

She immediately started removing my now wet clothes as they fell to the shower floor with a thump.

“We're really doing this?”

“Only if you’re sure.”

When she smiled up at me, her fangs were already on full display.

“Mine,” I told her as I pressed my body and hers and wrapped my arms around her.

I couldn't put into words how amazing it felt to actually touch her.

“I'm never going to tire of touching you.”

“I'm never going to tire of being touched by you,” she confessed. “This is amazing.”

Her words were slightly slurred due to her fangs.

“I'm ready to claim you right this second. I cannot wait to make you mine.”

“Yes,” she said.

“Here? In the shower?”

“Does it matter?”

“I don't know. I've never done this before,” I said.

“Well, neither have I.”

“Finish rinsing,” I told her.

I couldn’t keep my hands off her body. The calm that came over my wolf was unreal. She was everything to me.

Over the last few weeks, after almost losing her, Paige and I took time to really get to know each other. Things between us were moving quickly, but it didn't matter. I had never been more certain about anything in my entire life. And I was crazy, head over heels in love with this woman of mine.

She had shared everything with me and together we were working through some of the tough stuff. We had no way of knowing for certain if sealing our bond would break her curse and stop her from going into heat each month. But as soon as we did it, even if Thomas had to put the Alpha order back in place, I would no longer be affected because I wouldn't be an unmated male ever again.

We both hoped that wasn't the case and that everything would be okay after this, but if not, then we'd deal with it together, just as we were dealing with all the other major changes we were facing in life.

Thanks to the help of our friends and family, our house had been restored and all traces of Eugene were gone, at least physically. The emotional damage may take a little longer.

I didn’t think sealing our bond would suddenly stop my panic attacks when she was out of my sight, or keep me from trying to protect her at every random noise in the middle of the night. I'd never been so scared in all my life as I had been the day Eugene the dumbass had kidnapped her. That wasn't something that was going to magically disappear with a mating mark, but as the days and weeks passed, it was easing some—not much, but a little.

I stared down at my beautiful mate. She'd filled out some over the weeks with regular meals in her belly. She looked gorgeous, though I’d thought that even before I saw her in her skin for the first time. She would always be beautiful to me.

The second she was done rinsing the soap from her hair and body, I turned the water off. Then I picked her up and tossed her over my shoulder because I finally could. And then I carried her to our bed and tossed her down unceremoniously.

She giggled. “Impatient much?”

“You have no idea.”

She rolled on her back to look at me as I climbed onto the bed and slowly made my way up her body like I was stalking prey.

“Last chance.”

“For what?”

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