Page 32 of Claiming His Virgin Mate

Chapter Eleven

Asound jarred Maggie from her dreams. Damn. She was having the best one ever. It was deliciously erotic and involved Alex, of course. The man had been starring in her fantasies since her sister had doused him with ink and paint one fateful night only weeks ago. Her life had not been the same since. She opened one eye and looked down.

Oh shit. That wasn’t a dream after all. The large, masculine arm snug around her waist belonged to someone, after all. She swallowed.

Moving carefully so as not to awaken the man, she slipped from the bed, landing with a soft thud on the throw rug she’d bought after the floors had been replaced. Maggie hated cold feet.

Dear lord, what the hell was she thinking about her feet for?She wanted to squeal, almost did, but didn’t want to embarrass herself. So, she grabbed her robe, and slipped into the bathroom, where she admittedly did a little happy dance.

It wasn’t every day Maggie accomplished one of her life goals. So, what if losing her virginity before she turned thebig three owasn’t exactly a lofty aspiration for some people?

For a shy, nerdy, and picky as fuck woman like Maggie, it wasah-mazing. She didn’t like it when her foods touched on her plate. The act of sex alone was such a mishmash of body parts and fluids it was a goddamn miracle she hadn’t had an anxiety attack, but Alex,dear-sweet-sexy-fine-as-hell-and-all-hers-Alex, was a giver. The man gave and didn’t stop giving until they fell asleep from utter exhaustion a few hours ago.

If Maggie had any idea sex could be like that, maybe she wouldn’t have waited so long. Something inside her snarled and she cringed. That wasn’t exactly true. There was no one else she could even imagine doing those things with.

She closed her eyes and sighed, her hands wandered over the bite mark on her neck, and she blinked to see the scar. It was all healed, as he said it would be once he’d finished languorously licking and kissing away the sweet hurt from her skin.

He was so attentive to her every need. Maggie had to admit Alex was a phenomenal lover. Hell, everything about him was intense. Perfect. Sublime.

She could spend all day thinking of adjectives to describe the man, but one came springing to mind, and she did giggle this time.

Tiger.

The man was a veritable Tiger in bed and out.Lucky me, she grinned as she played back in her head the words he’d whispered to her so softly in between bouts of lovemaking. It was like a dream come true, truly, and she never wanted it to end. Maggie knew aboutmatebondsandfated mates, but she had no idea she would be so swept up in the same emotions he professed to feel.

“Love you, kit,” he’d murmured, kissing her with sweet seductive passion that made her moan and beg for more, “My beautiful mate. Maggie mine. Want you. Need you. S’perfect. S’good.”

On and on he went, overwhelming her senses until she thought, spoke, felt, hell, breathed only him. And what more could she want?

Happy sigh.

The sound of glass breaking from below the bathroom window intruded on her joyful reverie, and Maggie frowned. The heck was going on out there.

Not wanting to disturb her lover-

Eeek! Holy crap, she had a lover! Yes ma’am!

Maggie mentally high-fived herself, then tiptoed out of the room, opting for her Crocs before heading down the stairs. Something was making a ruckus. She sure hoped it wasn’t a raccoon. Last year a whole family of them had moved into the cracked stucco of the room that housed the spare air conditioning units.

Alex had that space redone, of course, but if a new family of rodents wanted to move in, they had another thing coming. Armed with the handle to the large push broom, she rounded the corner and screamed.

A man was breaking into the office! Wait, not a man, a, a boy!

“Stop it right there,” she shouted.

“Oh shit, lady,” the boy gasped and stepped backwards, only to trip over his backpack.

But that wasn’t what had Maggie wincing. It was the angry roar coming from upstairs, followed by the thud of a thousand-pound Tiger Shifter landing on the pavement.

Alex was pissed. And that wasn’t exactly good news for the young teen cowering on the floor.

“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit,” the kid groveled, then shook as his body reacted uncontrollably under Alex’s angry rumbling.

“Alex!” she hissed and moved to step in front of him, but the male butted her gently with his head and hissed at the boy who, on further notice, was actually a Wolf.

Obviously new to his Change, the kid shuddered and fought against it. Her heart ached as she watched him struggle against his beast.

“Hey easy, you are okay. We are not going to hurt you,” she said as he lay panting on the floor.

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