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Anders hovered over me, and his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that sent my heart racing and my unicorn so close to the surface I could scent him.
“Are you sure?” he whispered, the words barely audible above the sound of our synchronized breathing. He recognized what was happening before I did. My beast was finally ready to mark our mate. About time.
“More than anything,” I replied, my voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions churning inside me.
Anders nodded, his gaze never leaving mine as he aligned himself with my slick entrance. The moment he entered me, a sigh escaped my lips, a feeling of completeness filling my being.
We moved together, like we had done many times before, yet it felt new, better, important.
“I’m so lucky to have you, omega mine,” Anders murmured, each word punctuated by a gentle push that sent waves of pleasure coursing through me.
“No. I’m the lucky one, alpha mine,” I responded, my arms wrapping around his neck, drawing him closer.
Our rhythm sped up, our bodies knowing, anticipating each other’s needs. As my orgasm barreled toward me, my unicorn nature rose to the surface, pushing to take over. He was ready.
As we approached completion together, I gazed into Anders’ eyes, seeing my future, our future, reflected back at me. And then, as we came, my mouth found his shoulder, teeth grazing the skin until they found purchase. It wasn’t pain—it was a claim, a brand of belonging. A surge of energy passed between us as Anders reciprocated, his own teeth marking me even as his knot swelled, locking us together in the most intimate of connections.
We lay there, still joined, my head resting on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. His fingers stroked my hair gently, a soothing rhythm that matched our breaths. I had never felt so complete, so utterly content. We were mates in every sense of the word, and as I drifted on the edge of sleep, I couldn’t help but feel that this was exactly where I was meant to be—in Anders’ arms, connected by more than just the physical—connected by love, friendship, and some unicorn magic.
Chapter 18
Anders
“This is exciting.” Brett closed the picnic basket and picked it up, while I grabbed a second basket and cushions.
Choccie wagged his tail.
“I’m sorry to disappoint you, little man, but you’re going to Jonah and Kyle’s for the evening.”
Much as we adored our four-legged boy, if he came with us, he’d have to be on a lead, and he’d want all the food and for us to play with him. Better if he was with Jonah’s kids who would give him lots of attention.
“Just don’t pee or spit up or worse, poop in the house or Jonah might faint.” Though since having kids, Jonah wasn’t quite as much of a neat freak—sorta.
Brett took Choccie out before we got in the car and dropped him off. He didn’t give us a backward glance as he raced inside with the kids, his tail was wagging.
“I thought he might at least spill a tear.” I leaned on the steering wheel, peering at the front door Jonah had closed.
“Yeah, there wasn’t even a whimper.”
We shared a glance. “What’s wrong with us? Choccie’s happy, and we wanted him to be sad?” I rested my head on the steering wheel and laughed, my shoulders heaving.
“Let’s go before he hears us and starts howling.”
I left the car near the community center, and we wandered into the park, holding hands.
“Do you think we have enough stuff?” Brett had the blanket tucked under his arm and lifted the huge picnic basket with one hand. “Feels as though we’re going on an expedition.”
“We could pitch a tent and live here for a few weeks until the food runs out.”
“But we’d have to go home for showers ‘cause ewww at being stinky and sweaty.”
That I agreed with one hundred percent.
Pushing through the thick vegetation near the waterfall, we chose a spot where we wouldn’t get sprayed by water. Though Waylon and Daxon had shifted here before they mated, it wasn’t suitable for a unicorn who needed more space to gallop. Besides, if a snow leopard whizzed past a human, they’d probably scream and alert animal control. But if they spied a unicorn, that might create an international incident.
But tonight we weren’t shifting; we were just us, Anders and Brett, spending time together as mates.
With the blanket on the grass, the cushions scattered and two camping lamps for light, we opened the baskets. We’d each made or bought food that we thought the other would enjoy. But before I could bring out anything, Brett put a hand on my arm.
