Page 17 of Fearful Mate

“You’re beautiful, mate,” I say softly, running my hand over her back while I cuddle her from behind.“I couldn’t imagine a more perfect mate for me.I will do everything in my power to make you happy.”

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Lola

Loud banging wakes me from the most peaceful sleep of my life.Thomas is already out of the bed we were sharing, pulling a pair of jeans over his hips.

“Go back to sleep,” he says with a lopsided grin.“I’ll get rid of whoever it is and be back in a minute.”

He disappears down the hallway and I listen as voices murmur from the front of the house.I know we are living in our little bubble of mated bliss but there are still things that need to be dealt with.And I doubt Thomas is coming back to bed anytime soon.Slipping from beneath the soft sheet, I pull on a red t-shirt I find in the top drawer of the dresser and walk down the hall to join my mate and find out what is going on.

Peyton smiles brightly when she sees me.“Seems Lola is awake after all,” she says to Thomas, smirking.

The tips of his ears turn red with embarrassment at being caught in a lie before he looks at me over his shoulder.“So it would seem.”His voice is low as he stares at my bare legs peeking out beneath the material from his t-shirt.

“What’s going on?”I ask, doing my best to ignore his lust-filled gaze.

Newly mated pairs usually spend days and weeks locked up alone together, fucking and marking, setting their bond.We have only had a few hours but that won’t make a difference.I know our bond is strong and the pack needs us.

“The hunter...”

Peyton’s words trail off and I nod.“Give us twenty minutes to shower and get dressed.”

She nods and walks away.She knows this is an important time in our newly formed mating and relationship, but as Luna she also knows we need to be present for this man’s interrogation.

I shut the door, grab Thomas’s hand, and drag him down the hallway and into the bedroom.I don’t release his hand as I start the shower but only once I need to strip.He stands, staring at me as I step beneath the spray.He looks like he is stuck to the spot.

“If you want to grab a quicky you’ll need to start moving,” I joke with a wink.“We have places to be.”

A moment later he is behind me beneath the spray.His hands caress my body, molding to each of my curves as he adjusts me.My hands settle on the cold white porcelain tile as I bend, presenting myself to him.A low growl escapes my mate before he thrusts into me.

“I wish we never had to leave this house again,” he rasps beside my ear as he fucks me at a leisurely pace.“I want to fuck you on every surface in this house and pump you full of my cum.”

“Thomas,” I moan loudly.

“Yes, scream my name.My perfect little mate likes getting railed and everyone should know it.”

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