Page 91 of Remington’s Mate

“I’m a blob shifter,” Jaeda said.

Remy kissed her chest, right above her boobs. “Bearblob,” he said. “And you are the hottest, bravest, most badass bearblob shifter ever.”

“I’m pretty sure I’m the only bearblob shifter ever.” Jaeda put her arms around him and ran her fingers through his hair.

“And you’re a dragon shifter, and a leopard, and an owl, and a polar bear. And a wolf.” He stopped kissing her chest and brushed her hair back from her face, the way he liked to do when he was feeling serious. “All of them are amazing. You saved my life tonight.”

She smiled at him. “You saved me back. You dug us out. And you attacked a fucking SUV so I’d have time to Change.”

“That’s what mates do.”

“I hope not very often. One of these days the SUV is gonna win.”

He kissed her lips this time, long and slow. “I love you so much,” he whispered. “A few weeks ago, my life was…” He shrugged. “Empty. Fucked-up. Depressing.”

She cupped his cheek with her hand. He was so gorgeous. So brave, so protective. “I hate to tell you, sweetheart, but it’s still kind of fucked up. You’re mated to the blob shifter.”

He kissed her again. “It is fucked up in the best possible way.”

“Yeah.” She gave herself up to his kisses for a few minutes. Nobody could kiss like Remy.

“You know,” she said, “I filled my life with goals and plans, thinking if I just controlled everything, then I could make it turn out perfect.” She ran her fingers down his strong neck, over his muscled shoulder.

“And then fate blew up all my plans and handed me the thing I wanted the most. The person I wanted the most.”

She kissed his lips.

“I love you, Remy McCall. You’re good, and kind, and smart, and funny, and scary—to my enemies—and brave. You’re my hero.” The look on his face filled her heart with joy.

“Ten feet tall and badass as fuck,” he murmured.

“What’s that?”

“The way you make me feel every time you look at me like that. Every time I make you laugh, or even smile.”

Her eyes filled with tears. “When I look at you, that’s what I see.”

“Only when I’m with you. Otherwise I’m eight and a half feet tall, and only badass as heck.”

Jaeda giggled. She loved that he made her laugh.

“I think maybe you should rip my underwear off now,” she said.

“I’ve been waiting a long time for you to say that.”

He made love to her with a fierceness that surprised her. His lips and hands were coaxing and then demanding, tearing at her clothes, touching every part of her and creating sensations she’d never felt before.

He spread her legs and lapped at her core, bringing her relentless pleasure until she shuddered in a climax. He devoured her skin with kisses, igniting flame after flame. Tiredness forgotten, she felt herself wanting more and more of him, tasting, touching, stroking his rock-hard erection and drawing it into her mouth.

With a strangled growl, Remy flipped her onto all fours like she weighed nothing, and drove into her from behind, his leopard growling deep in his chest.

The sound and sensations were so erotic, Jaeda felt herself rising to climax yet again. His hand slid between her legs and stroked her clit, sending her over the edge.

He sat back on his heels and wrapped one arm around her, pulling her back against his chest while his fingers drew out her climax even longer. She felt his lips on her neck, but he was still hot and hard inside her.

Still wanting her.

When she was soft and melting, he drew himself out and laid her back down on the bed, lowering himself between her legs.