He grins, flashing those fangs, before he makes his mark.
The rush that rolls through me is so damn good I could almost pass out in bliss.
I blink as he gazes back at me. “You’re my mate now.”
“Do you want to be mine?” I ask, pushing up onto my elbows.
He frowns before I flash my teeth at him.
That makes him grin a regular grin.
“Fucking yes, of course.”
He leans in and I bite down, making sure to leave space above it.
I frown as I move back. “Are mating marks only a thing when a pack is complete, or something?”
He shakes his head. “We all have marks. They’re just hidden. I was trying to make strangers think I was a Beta before. Visible mating marks usually mean a pack have an Omega, so it didn’t make sense to mark each other’s throats before. It’s different now.”
“I don’t know why I didn’t notice,” I murmur, worrying a little.
“It’s all good,” Harper assures me. “Honestly. It feels great to have a mark that’s in the right place.”
“It’ll feel even better to have two,” Jay says, winking at Harper.
He beams. “Seriously? Awesome.”
“After I claim our woman,” Jay adds.
His hand comes out of me, and he spreads my legs wider.
My teeth are still sharp, still ready to mark my last mate.
I’m ready to be all in with Pack Falcone.
Chapter One-Hundred-Nine
Jay
Robin is as tight and wet and perfect as I expect her to feel. I gaze down at her, and I know she’s already mine, before I’ve marked her, before I’ve come inside her. These rituals are still important to our bond, but even if we never fucked, even if I never let my teeth sink into her throat, she would be my mate. That’s what it means to be fated.
She was made for me, for us.
We were put on this fucking planet to be together.
Nothing in the world could ever tear us apart.
She’s going to carry our children, and we’re going to have so many of them.
I stroke a hand over her flat stomach. It’s so smooth and soft.
It’s going to swell one day soon, and she’ll look as gorgeous as she does right now.
If I had a single wish, it would be for her to get pregnant tonight, after I’ve come inside her.
I don’t care if she has Harper’s baby, mine, or both.
I just want her to have our kids, and I don’t want to have to wait.
