Page 42 of Nanny's Mate

“Agreed. Otherworldly. Remarkably. Insanity.”

Beatriz giggled, then held out her hands to him. He took them, and she pulled him under the hot water.

It was a harsh yank, sending him crashing into her naked body. She moved backward against the tile, staring up at him with a smile that was etched permanently on the enforcer’s soul.

Scalding water struck Mike’s back as he ran his hands through Beatriz’s hair. She closed her eyes under his touch as he trailed down to her neck and cliffs of her shoulders.

“I am so fucking proud of you,” Mike grunted. “The fact that you managed to fight off Wallis while she was on those fucking drugs. And saving Barbara. God, you are a damn force."

Beatriz smiled, still with her eyes closed, and bit her bottom lip.

“Say that again. But closer and slower.”

Mike granted her wish, leaning his mouth so close that his lips brushed the shell of her ear. He watched as goosebumps rose from her creamy skin as he dragged the words out languidly.

“You are … incredible. So strong. I’m so damn proud and so fucking lucky.”

Beatriz arched her back against the tile and let out a little whimper, the kind that meant her arousal was beginning to stir. But when she pulled his head back from her neck, her sweet eyes looked glassy.

Mike grimaced.

“I don’t …” she hesitated, then asserted herself. “I don’t want to take you from your calling. You are such a good protector and enforcer. It would break my heart to watch you miss out on life.”

Mike bristled, further pressing himself against his mate so their pelvises were aligned. He lifted one of her legs and hooked it around his waist, watching the way her eyes lit up like a lighthouse.

He spoke directly and with conviction, the words rising from the most authentic well of his soul.

“Beatriz, I was a fool to think I couldn't have both. I have spoken with Barbara, and she encouraged me to realize that we are shifters meant to have mates. None of that will take away from anything else I want to do in life. I want you to be there with me, alongside me, for all of it."

“You really mean that don’t you?” she murmured, puffing up her chest so her nipples were flat against his pecs. “You really want to do everything in the world with me?"

Mike growled. Beatriz did the same.

“I have never been so sure about anything in my life,” Mike assured her.

“Then fucking kiss me already,” she ordered.

Their mouths met with a cataclysmic kiss. All their fears and hesitations fell away, replaced by an eruption of passion that was undeniably supernatural. The two began to explore each other’s tongues, their moans echoing throughout the bathroom chambers, when an abrupt knock on the door stole them from their fever.

It was more like a pounding on the door.

“You two in there?” Barbara yelled. “You better hurry! Ellie just went into labor, and we’ve got to head to the hospital!”

Beatriz and Mike pulled away from one another and chuckled until they were delirious. Mike yelled back to Barbara as he nuzzled into his mate, breathing in her scent like it was his oxygen.

“We’re coming, just rinsing off!"

Beatriz covered her mouth as the laughter grew more uproarious. Mike nibbled on her neck, then proceeded to finish washing. Beatriz did the same, then stepped out of the shower hastily.

It pained Mike to see her cover up her marvelous body. As she dried her hair, Beatriz gazed over her shoulder, a salacious look in her eyes.

Lord, she was breathtaking.

“To be continued?”

“Yes, forever and ever and beyond,” he growled back.

The two lovers dressed in the extra clothing Tristan and Barbara provided, then headed out to the shifter hospital. Mike had never felt more blissful in his entire life, holding Beatriz’s hand in the car as they sped off to watch the birth of one more member of the indelible Wolfe family.

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