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His own climax followed, his knot growing and locking us together in the most intimate of embraces. Bound, we rode out the aftershocks, the only sound in the room our panting breaths and our hearts beating—beating as one.
And in that moment, I knew with certainty.
He was mine as much as I was his.
And together, we would face whatever came our way.
Chapter 10
Anders
So this was what it was like to wake up with a mate.
I lay with my hands behind my head, enjoying the stillness of the morning and wishing Brett would open his eyes. I side-eyed him, the bedding tucked up around his hips.
A little lower and I’d get a glimpse of his cock. Not that I hadn’t eyeballed it last night and had a mouthful and fondled it and tasted his pre-cum as well as his slick. I grew hard recalling the mingled flavors exploding in my mouth.
I bounced up and down on the bed, but Brett didn’t stir, and then I recalled he said he was working the night shift this evening.
Sorry, I mouthed to his sleeping form.
Today was Sunday, my day off, so I could go back to sleep. Closing my eyes, I lay still for a minute, before adjusting my pillow. Much better, now I could snooze. Two minutes later I gave up.
As neither of us had to work this morning, there was no need to wake Brett. But having met him only yesterday and spending one night together, there was so much we had to learn about one another.
“Guess you’re not waking up.” I slipped out of bed and put on a robe, leaving a spare one on the bed for my mate.
Yes, he was my mate, though we hadn’t marked one another yet. My snow leopard was kinda snarky last night, wanting to get his claws out and draw blood. But unicorns were different in many ways, not just in a mating ritual.
They weren’t knock ‘em down and kill ‘em creatures, as wolves and snow leopards were. Also they were so different from other shifters. Snow leopards were part big cats, like lions and tigers. But unicorns had no cousins in the wild or in the shifter community.
And while Brett hadn’t spilled a lot about his background, I sensed he harbored a lot of trauma.
After putting on the coffee, I peeked in the fridge. I had salmon, but while Brett’s beast ate no animal products, I wasn’t certain if he did. Bacon was ruled out. Pancakes were a safe choice, unless he didn’t eat eggs.
After getting online, I found a recipe for vegan apple pancakes. Yum. That sounded so good. I had all the ingredients, including soy milk, maple syrup, and olive oil instead of butter.
I was grating the apples when Brett trudged in, rubbing his eyes and yawning, his hair tousled.
“Morning.”
He trudged over to me and leaned on my chest, not moving for over a minute. Not sure if he’d fallen asleep or if this was a unicorn shifter habit, I waited, an apple in one hand, the grater in the other. I had to get the apple into the batter and cooking before they turned brown.
Brett stood up and gave me a lopsided grin.
“I’m making apple pancakes in your honor.”
“That’s sweet of you. What can I do to help?”
“Grab a cup of coffee and sit down.” There wasn’t anything difficult about making pancakes, and they were a one-person job, especially when my one and only was sitting at my kitchen table and ogling my ass. At least I hoped that was what he was doing and not just thinking, wow, this coffee is amazing!
My snow leopard grumbled, wishing he could shift and tell Brett’s beast to stop being a butt and get with the program. I shushed him, telling him not to ruin our first morning together.
“Mmmm, nice.”
I shoulder shimmied and shook my butt, hoping his comment was about my ass.
“If you weren’t cooking, I’d yank your robe up and shove my fingers in that gorgeous ass.”
