Page 34 of Claiming His Virgin Mate

“What?” he said, brightening at her request.

“Well, how else are you going to pay me back, and the others, for the things you took and broke?”

“Is that okay?” Marco looked at Tate, and the older Wolf nodded.

“Yes. That sounds fine. Come on Marco. Thank you, Maggie, Alex, and by the way, Joelle is coming back tomorrow, well later I guess, to get some of her things. We are having a campout with some of the teens, and she wants to stay for the weekend. I told her I would ask you. Seems fortuitous now,” the usually solemn-faced man winked, and she giggled.

“Oh, of course,” Maggie agreed, calming the rumble in her mates chest by pressing herself against him.

Alex’s arms came up to embrace her, and she sighed happily. There was nothing better than being held by her mate.

Later the next day…

“Maggie? Are you ready, love?”

Maggie covered her mouth to stifle her giggle as her sister worked on zipping her dress. After Joelle came home, she’d asked Alex what he got her for her birthday, and the man had been on a mission ever since.

“One minute,” she called out.

“Stop moving,” Joelle hissed, but Maggie was too happy to care.

After all, it was her birthday. She was no longer a virgin. In fact, she was mated, the hotel was almost finished, and her whole future looked bright.

Only she wished her cramps would go away. Hell, it was too soon for her period. But just in case, she said a few silent prayers and promised whoever was in charge of her female cycle that she would take double the usual pain and bleeding if they just held off for the night.

Please. Please. Please.

“Kit?” Alex knocked again.

“Jo-Jo, are you finished?” she hissed as Alex turned the handle.

“She’s ready!” Joelle called, but not before Maggie heard a suspicious rip and felt a tug.

“You look beautiful, kit,” Alex growled and took her hands.

Maggie smiled and accepted his kiss on her cheek, before turning with eyes wide to her innocent looking sister.

“Bye now,” the cheeky Wolf pup was already waving them away.

Maggie had no choice but to follow as he pulled her through the apartment, ready to start their first real date.

Should I tell him about the panties?

Nah. Let him find out later.

Good plan,her inner voice chimed in.

Chapter Twelve

Alex could not believe the vision that was his mate. Maggie wore a dream of a dress. The navy-blue chiffon clung to her curves. The deep scoop neck outlined her breasts, highlighting her spectacular cleavage. The material cinched at the waist, showing off her tantalizing figure before falling in asymmetrical layers past her hips and stopping around mid-calf.

It was gorgeous on her. He could not wait to take it off. True mates would only ever want each other more as time went on, and already his cock throbbed painfully in his suit.

Why the fuck had he worn the thing? Then he remembered. It was his Maggie’s birthday, and he wanted to treat her to a special evening. She was so worth it. Even if he died of blue balls in the meantime.

“I’ve never been here,” she exclaimed as the waiter seated them at a secluded table just like he’d asked for.

“Do you like Italian food?”

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