Page 39 of Mitchell's Untamed Mate

His lips twitched.“Another thing humans and shifters have in common.”

“What’s that?”she asked, tilting her head to the side.

“Irritating family.”

She laughed and nodded.“I’ll wait for you in the other room.”

“You don’t have to,” he said, the words bursting from his lips as she started to turn away.

She looked at him over her shoulder.“Yes, I do.There are a few things I need to explain about shifters before we make love—and we will be making love if I have any say in the matter.”

“What do you need to explain?”

Her gaze roamed over him before she emitted a low, rumbling noise that sounded almost like a purr and flushed again.Looking up at him, she gave him a wry, almost apologetic expression.

“When shifters find their mate, they can be very possessive… and horny,” she blurted out the last word before twisting away from him.

He watched as she exited the bathroom.Feeling for the controls behind him, he turned off the shower.Her parting words echoed through his mind, causing him to look down.He was primed and ready.A slow grin of anticipation curved his lips.He could handle horny.

He opened the shower door and pulled the towel off the hook.Five minutes later, he was dressed in the clothes that Ty had given him.Overall, everything fit well.The white, long-sleeved shirt was soft as a downy feather against his skin.The shirt was a little broad in the shoulders and the trousers were loose in the waist, but once he tucked them in and tightened the adjustable belt around his waist, it wasn’t noticeable.The socks were thick and soft.He wiggled his toes in the material.This was much better than any his mother had ever made.He was surprised when he slid his feet into the soft faux leather shoes.They were a half-size too big, but with the laces threaded through the top two holes, he could walk in them without them slipping.

He ran a comb through his hair and studied his reflection in the mirror with a critical eye.Dressed as he was, he almost didn’t recognize himself.His short, black, curly hair still had the sheen of being damp to it.He ran his hand along his jawline.It had been nearly a week since he shaved the hair from his face.He had left the top three buttons of the shirt undone.He looked… like a stranger.

A knock at the outer door drew his attention.The indistinct murmur of voices warned him that Tracy hadn’t been kidding when she said if they didn’t go downstairs soon that someone would come looking for them.He exited the bathroom, pausing just outside of the door.

“It looks like everything fit you pretty good,” Ty said with an apologetic smile.“Sorry about the interruption.Michaela has to leave soon, but wanted to see you before she left.”

“I’m sorry to have kept everyone waiting,” he replied.

Ty shrugged.“No worries.”

He met Tracy’s eyes… and swallowed.Her eyes were glowing with a desire that was impossible to miss.If her brother hadn’t been standing in the doorway, they would have never made it out of the bedroom.He walked across to them and spoke without looking at Ty.

“We’ll be down in just a minute,” he said.

“O-kay, I’ll tell the others five more minutes,” Ty murmured.

Mitchell reached out and closed the door the second Ty turned away.Tracy turned and leaned against the thick wood door.He placed his hands on each side of her head, effectively caging her between him and the rich wood.

“I’m not sure five minutes will be enough,” she murmured before rising to capture his lips.

He leaned into her, keeping his hands on the door.He knew if he touched her, she would be right—five minutes would never be enough time.Her lips parted under his hungry kiss.He didn’t waste time playing; he wanted her to feel his desire—and his determination.

Their tongues danced a torturous duel, igniting both of their bodies.He could feel her bowing her back to thrust her breasts against his chest.The thin thread of control he was trying to maintain snapped.He wrapped one hand around her ponytail and slid the other one down to cup her breast.Her low moan sounded almost like a growl of approval.

Their breaths mixed and his heart felt as if it would explode.His body jerked forward when she cupped his groin.His breath exploded out of him in a long hiss and he stared down at her with blazing eyes.

Her face was flushed and her lips were rosy while her eyes were soft with desire.His hands tightened when she squirmed against him.There was a chemical reaction between them that he had never experienced before.

“Our five minutes is almost up,” he said, watching her face flush even rosier when he rolled his hips against her hand.

She muttered a curse and shook her head as much as she could with his hand still holding her.His lips twitched with amusement when she rolled her eyes and shot him an annoyed glare.

“If we don’t go down this time, they’ll send the big guns up,” she groaned.

“Your father?”

She shook her head.“Worse… Martha.”

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