Page 26 of Her Fake Mate

“Can you move for me, Mia?” he whispers.

I do.

Zander’s hands trace the outside of my hips as I slowly take him in and out of me. My thighs are burning with effort as I control the pace.

“I need you to go faster, baby,” he growls.

I do.

His hands grip me as I move, and his hips meet me, thrust for thrust. I gasp as I start to feel the beginning of an orgasm tug at my belly. “Zander…”

“I know. Whenever you’re ready, Mia,” he whispers.

His hand slides to my clit. I don’t last long.

When I come, it’s like a nuclear blast in my body. Every single one of my nerves lights up. I cry out. I can hear colors. The night sky above us seems to glow.

This is not a regular orgasm.

I flop over him, unable to move. Zander pumps up into me two more times before he gasps my name.

I’m still seeing stars when he gathers me close. Presses a kiss on my lips. And holds me.

The moss is soft. Zander’s body is warm. I shut my eyes, ready to doze off for a second.

“I want my girlfriend to come like that every time,” he murmurs.

I try to laugh. I really do.

But I’m just too relaxed. Too… calm.

Wrapped in Zander’s arms, I do something that I haven’t done in a long, long time.

I rest.

Chapter 6

Zander

My parents always told me that I’d know the person who was meant to be my mate right away.

I was looking for that. Someone that I’d immediately click with. Someone who I could look at and go, Hey, that person seems like someone who would be my mate.

When I first saw Mia, I didn’t think any of that. In fact, I thought of her, and her family, as a threat.

I couldn’t have been more wrong.

Mia is smart. She’s resilient in a way that I’m not sure I’m capable of. She’s hardworking, honest, and clever as hell. She’s stunningly beautiful.

And I know that I want her to be my mate.

After the hot springs last night, we relaxed for a minute before I escorted her back to her cabin. Seeing Mia safely to her porch, I gave her one last kiss before I headed home.

I wanted to shower the sulfur smell off. But I didn’t want to get rid of how Mia’s scent curls around me.

I ended up showering this morning, hopeful that I can see Mia again today and replace her gentle scent. Prior to heading up there, though, I need to stop by the hardware store.

There is a leak in the sink. On top of that, there are some other projects I need to get done for her. Some window boxes for flowers on the elders’ porches. A swing for the kids.

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