Page 65 of Purrfectly Mated

His mate bared her teeth, fangs elongated in her mouth. He saw her Tiger in her eyes and for once the Neta of the Maverick Pride bared his throat, succumbing to his mate’s bite with fierce pleasure he’d never savored before. As she sucked on the wound, his cock throbbed and pulsed within her tight heat.

Theirmatebondpulsed with new strength. Hunter himself was a fiery ball of need and lust for his mate.And more. So much more.

Possession, pride, caring, desire, heat, and love,yes love, burned throughout his entire body and both sides of his soul too. She was his now.

Forevermore.

Elissa moaned as she swallowed down his essence, her body convulsed around him. The force of her orgasm had him exploding inside of her. Hunter roared thunderously as he came. His claws pierced her hips, marking her again as his and his alone.

It slammed into him with all the force of a supernova. Momentarily blinded by the power of it, he moved on instinct, mashing his lips to hers.

Gasping for air, they kissed and nuzzled and held each other through all the shivers and moans in the aftermath of their furious yet gentle lovemaking.

“Love you,” she sighed.

“I love you, my Nari,” he whispered and kissed her lips. She purred softly and he nuzzled her neck, savoring the sweet warm smell of her.

She smelled like home. Her Tiger’s essence mixing her warm vanilla sugar scent with that of the Pride. He supposed that was just how things should be. She was his home now that they were mated.

Yes,the Tiger agreed.

Purrfectly mated.

He gave her one more kiss before he allowed exhaustion to claim them both. He wanted her again already, but that could wait. They had forever to be with each other.

ChapterNineteen

Elissa stirred the large pot of chicken soup and smiled to herself. It was still raining out, and she figured soup would do everyone some good.

The weather at Maverick Point was a lot harsher than her hometown. Must have something to do with the altitude. The mountain loomed beyond the picture window, and she smiled. Autumn was notoriously unpredictable in the Garden State, but the leaves were gorgeous this time of year.

Late November could see days in the low seventies and nights in the teens. It was totally crazy. Of course, now that she was a Shifter, she ran a little hotter. But still, all the rain and wind made for chilly weather fur or not.

Elissa sighed, taking in the small changes she’d already made to the Pride House. She’d officially moved all her things in from her Hoboken apartment.

Her chubby Italian chef statue with the “specials” chalkboard sat on a place of esteem on the marble counter. Hunter said she could do anything she wanted in the kitchen, it was hers now, so she’d decided on transforming it a bit.

Yellow and white checked curtains matched the potholders and dish towels she’d had tucked away from her grandmother. They made the clinically clean kitchen appear homey in her eyes, and the others seemed pleased too. Of course, she always had fresh baked goods and something savory cooking on the stove or in one of the ovens. For the record, Tigers ate a shit ton.

It was the type of space she’d always dreamed of having. Of course, seeing Gretchen and explaining her whirlwind romance without really explaining it had been difficult.

With Hunter’s insistence, she’d paid the next month’s rent directly to the building superintendent since she knew her friend would not appreciate the handout. That should give the woman time to find a new roommate or a better, less costly place to move. Maverick Point was certainly nice, Elissa thought with a grin.

Before she’d left, Elissa had bullied Gretchen into promising to come by for Thanksgiving. Her Tiger purred at the thought. It would be good to see her friend again in Elissa’s new home.

She’d been worried about her place in the Pride, but they’d settled into a nice routine. Her love of cooking had been readily welcomed by the lot of them. The inner circle who lived in the Pride House especially appreciated her abilities.

One thing she’d learned quickly was that Shifters sure could eat! Their appetites were enormous. Keeping up with just those who lived there was like running a restaurant.

She hadn’t wanted to find a job outside the Pride, but Elissa was not someone who could handle being idle. It was kind of awesome, being able to cook and create menus for people who enjoyed home cooked meals. Besides, Hunter had frowned hard when she mentioned working and he explained the thought of her being away from him for any serious length of time sent his Tiger down a possessive spiral.

Seeing as how she felt the same, she was fine with that. Elissa craved the man all the time. At first, it shocked her he seemed to want her back just as much. His wildly possessive streak was also surprising and flattering. Some might say unhealthy, but they weren’t Shifters.

Hunter hated it when other people got too close to her. Something she found endearing, which surprised the shit out of her. She’d never been much for the jealous type, but now that she had her own possessive as hell, she-cat lurking inside, she understood his position.

Her silly kitty liked her mate possessive. In fact, it was one hell of a turn on. The Tiger even agreed that she should not leave their den to work. Especially, since her mate had even gone so far as to ground himself.

Instead of overseeing the many jobs Maverick Development had going on, Hunter had worked out of his home office as often as he could. Today, he had urgent business that took him out of the house, but she understood. Besides, she had Tigers to feed. It pleased her inner beast to know there would be a terrific meal waiting when he got back.

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