He wanted every male, regardless of species, to know she was taken. She deserved the courting he’d planned to give her and he wanted marriage. He’d been human at one time and some dormant part of him needed to make the commitment even more official.
“Hey, babe.” She strode into the room carrying a takeout bag of what he guessed was some of her favorite chocolate, buttercream cupcakes if the scent was any indication. She set the bag down on the coffee table along with her purse and keys.
He set his laptop on the cushion next to him and before he’d straightened she was straddling him. Her summer dress pushed up to her thighs, revealing beautiful, tan skin. “You’re in a good mood.”
“I don’t have to work tonight, I have extra cupcakes that I don’t have to worry about my mate stealing, and I’ve got the sexiest mate there is.” Her smile was infectious as she raised up and slid her panty-covered mound over his unfortunately covered cock. That was about to change soon. “How’s work going?” she murmured as she started working the buttons of his shirt free.
“Good,” he rasped out, already unsteady at the thought of her hands all over him, of getting to kiss and touch her everywhere.
For the past couple months he’d been working on a new project, creating a private, intricate database for supernatural bounty hunters to information share, among other things. Right now work was the last thing on his mind though, especially when his mate’s scent of pure lust was relentlessly teasing him.
As she slowly continued undressing him, his patience snapped, as it so often did when it came to Margery. Grabbing her hips, he stood and headed for the bedroom.
She giggled lightly, her hands moving to clutch onto his shoulders as he hurried. “It’s going to be one of those nights, huh?”
“Definitely.” Which was basically every night. He couldn’t get enough of her. He’d thought this all-consuming lust for her would have faded a little, but it grew each time they were together, each time he pushed deep inside her and each time she gave him her blood.
As he laid her out on the bed they shared, his throat clenched with a no longer foreign emotion. He loved this female more than life itself and planned to show her every day for the rest of their lives.
Before her, he’d been a man caught between worlds, hunting his own kind and never fitting in with them. Never fitting in anywhere. Now he’d found a pack, friends, and more importantly the female he loved more than anything.