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He pulled the collar of his shirt aside, revealing his saddle patch. “You want to know what this means, Jack? Do you? Because if I tell you, everything is going to change.”
“Cal?” The single word was a question and an acquiescence. I needed to know what he was talking about.
“You’re my goddamn fated mate, you asshole.” His voice broke. “You’re fucking mine, and no one touches what’s mine.”
My back was up against the rough brick wall again, Cal’s body blanketing me as he possessed my mouth. I gave it all back because I knew what he said was true. The second the words fell from his lips, they wrapped around my heart and squeezed. It didn’t matter that shark shifters didn’t believe in fated mates. I knew Cal was mine. I’d known it since the first time I saw him.
And I was never going to let him go.
But he was right. This changed everything. The things I wanted from him, that I thought were out of reach, were right there waiting for me to take them.
With a hand on his chest, I pushed him back so I could look into his eyes.
“Fuck, Cal. I wanted you to be mine so bad.” I pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “Thank you for saving my life. It’s about damn time you returned the favor.”
CHAPTER
FIFTEEN
CAL
I leanedinto Jack’s kiss, losing myself in the feel of his lips. He switched our dynamic, becoming the aggressor as he shoved away from the wall. My thighs hit the hood of the car, and I fell back onto it, Jack landing on top of me.
“Fuck, Cal. I need to be inside you so damn bad.” His hand slid under my shirt, his warm palm skating over my hypersensitive flesh, until he rolled one of my nipples between two callused fingers, pinching enough to be just this side of painful, just the way I liked it.
A whimper shimmied up my throat, and Jack nuzzled into my neck, his lips and tongue teasing over my saddle patch as his hips held me pressed against the cool metal of the car.
“Does this”—his tongue traced the swirl at the edge of the dark patch of skin—“really mean we’re fated mates?”
“Yes.” The word slipped out on a hiss.
Jack rocked his hips against me, pushing me farther up on the hood of the car. “How?”
“It changes when we meet our mates. If you were an orca, yours would match. I met you, and after I freed myself from the zip ties in Colombia, I noticed the change.” I pushed my hips up to meet his. “Kiss me again, Jack. Please.”
A growl rumbled through his chest, and his lips descended on mine. There was no finesse, no teasing, just pure lust and a desire to claim.
I knew the feeling.
My head was spinning, my breathing heavy when Jack pulled away, giving us both some room to breathe.
“You’re sure it’s me?”
“Yes. It’s only ever been you.”
Jack attacked my mouth again, his body moving against me like we were fucking, but there were too many layers between us.
“Jack, please.”
“You want me to fuck you right here? On the hood of the car? God, Cal, I need you so bad.”
A car turned near the alley, and bright light broke the darkness and our bubble.
My dick was rock hard and aching, and I felt the wet spot where my cock was leaking for my mate.
“Let’s go back to the town house.”
Jack pushed off the hood of the car and held a hand out to me. I could see the outline of his dick through the thick material of his tac pants, and saliva pooled in my mouth. I wanted to taste him so damn bad.
