Page 37 of Claiming His Virgin Mate

“Fuck, Dean, she is pale,” he said, kneeling at her side.

“Just do what you can to calm her, Alex, and let us know what happens,” the man said before hanging up.

“Kit,” he said and brushed her hair away from her face, “Talk to me. Please. Tell me what you are feeling.”

“Hurts,” she moaned, tugging on her dress, “Too tight.”

“Here,” he rolled her gently to her side and unzipped the fabric, cursing when he saw she was nude beneath the dress, “Fuck. Kit, if I knew you were naked under that dress, we would have never gotten out the door.”

“I know,” she laughed then whimpered, and he slid the dress off her shoulders, wincing as she shuddered at the slight brush of fabric along her skin.

“Burns,” she moaned.

“I know, listen, don’t fight it. Dean says you need to allow the Change.”

“What?”

Her hazel eyes widened, and he so wanted to touch her, but knew it would feel like razors on her body at that moment. He had to wait. To talk her through the process.

“You see, kit, when I bit you, the Fates that brought us together further blessed our union with thePuspa. You’re becoming a Shifter,” he said, “I knew there was a possibility, but I did not think. That is. Fuck. I am sorry, kit. So sorry you are hurting.”

“Oh,” she closed her eyes as another wave of pain raced through her bones.

“Let it happen, brave sweet Maggie mine. Embrace your inner animal. Let her out. Come on, kit,” he growled, hoping to coax her beast forward quickly and painlessly.

Alex had an idea then. He stood up, ripping away his expensive suit and tossing it in the sand without care. And he didn’t. Not about anything but her. Her eyes glowed a greenish gold and she whimpered but watched him strip down to his skin.

He saw the moment her eyes latched onto that male part of him that was already semi-hard under her stare. Yes, that was what he wanted.

“Look, mate, I am ready for you. But first, we run together, then I will bring you back here. Claim you under the stars,” his voice was deep with his Tiger, and he dropped down and Changed instantly, hoping to coax his mate’s own Shift from her.

“Mate,” she growled, and turned to face his animal with glowing eyes.

Alex waited patiently while her bones cracked and muscles tore, reknitting, and reshaping until she stood before him. Her soft, honey-colored fur was thick and glossy, and when she turned to face him, his Cat yowled in appreciation.

Maggie was gorgeous. With striped markings on her snout and ears, the rest of her fur was all amber gold. He’d never heard of anything like this, but he couldn’t be happier. He waited, knowing the moment she was fully transformed.

Maggie’s tongue lolled out of her mouth and she shook herself off before moving forward carefully. Alex had no such control. He pounced. Knocking his Wolfish mate over until they were both so caught up in their game, they hardly noticed the hours speed away.

His mate had received the gift of thePuspa, but she was not a Tiger like he’d thought she would be. She was a Wolf, with Tiger markings on her face, and so beautiful it almost hurt to look at her. When the sun began to rise, he Shifted back, and waited for her to do the same.

If seeing her in her fur was poignant, it was nothing compared to watching her walk towards him in nothing but her skin. Eyes bright with joy, she leapt into his arms, and he caught her. He always would.

Mine.

Alex carried her to the chaise, glad for the seclusion. He could not wait another moment. And apparently neither could she.

“Alex,” she moaned and cradled him in the apex of her thighs, hissing with pleasure as he pressed inside her slick and waiting heat.

“Mate,” he growled, taking her lips with his in a kiss that was all-consuming.

There was no room for doubts, not anymore, and he knew Maggie felt it too. It was in the glow of her eyes as he inched his cock into her. Like sweet, slow torture.

Her sex gripped him hard. Honey wetness bathing him in her heat, Alex growled and withdrew before diving right back in. He wanted her with a ferocity he’d never known, and he didn’t have to hold back any longer. She was a Shifter now. His sweet Maggie felt the pull.

Holy fuck.He arched as her nails scored his back, and she flexed, flipping him over. Thank god he went for the double chaise when he’d ordered the furniture.

“Mine,” she practically purred as she sat up, taking him deeper still.

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