Page 34 of Unknowingly Adopting the Alpha
“What are you thinking about?” Jeremy asked, having finally finished his second chicken.
“If I want to sleep with you or Red tonight,” I answered honestly, then tasted the mashed potatoes Jeremy had ordered. The sauce that came with it was delicious for dipping chicken in.
“Oh, you’ll sleep with Red.” He seemed casual when he said it. Here I’d thought he would be disappointed if we didn’t spend the night all sweaty and glued together.
Damn, now I wanted that.
“Why Red?” I asked, trying to forget the mental image of what Jeremy could do to me while naked.
“He needs time with you, too,” he said, sounding so damn adorable that I leaned into his side.
“Aww, he misses me?”
“Very much,” Jeremy agreed, then kissed my cheek. “You told me you wanted to be my mate, so I’m itching to shift and scent mark you. It’s an instinct thing. It calms me knowing you smell like me.”
Hot damn.
Chicken forgotten, I climbed into his lap, startling him enough that he dropped his drumstick on the floor, then I tilted his head and kissed him.
We both moaned and deepened the kiss. The need to be devoured by him took over and I savored his hands on my hips, his lips on mine, his tongue licking my own. It was so fucking hot. My groin pushed into his, meeting his growing length and making me shiver with anticipation.
This. This was what I wanted most in life.
He broke the kiss, panting for air, his pupils dilated and filled with so much fire, I felt it ignite me.
“If we continue,” he gasped, tightening his hold on me, “then I will claim you right here.”
“I don’t see any problem with that,” I whispered, leaning down to capture his lips again. He allowed me a few blissful seconds of kissing, before he pulled back again.
“I can’t bite you before our claiming ceremony, baby.”
“Claiming ceremony? Please don’t tell me we need to have sex in front of everyone and that it’s totally normal for shifters. Iwillthrow a fit if that’s the case.”
Startled, he laughed. “Oh, my perfect mate. Please don’t ever change.” He let out a happy sigh. “A claiming ceremony is just where I welcome you into our pack, claiming you as my mate in front of them. It’s a formal way of inviting you in. Then, afterwards, we’ll go back home and I’ll bite you and truly claim you. In the privacy of our bedroom, I promise.”
“Thank God,” I sighed in relief. “I wasn’t about to fight everyone who saw your goods. No matter how delicious they might be, they’re mine now.”
He laughed again. “I do sometimes flash the others; such is the life of a shifter. But you, my darling Cass, are the only one who’s allowed to touch.”
“Ugh, fiiiine. Let them watch, but if anyone looks too hard, I’ll fight them.” Surprisingly, I meant those words. I just prayed they would be fighting me in their human form.
“Deal,” he grinned, then pecked my lips. “I better shift, don’t want to rile ourselves up any more tonight.”
“Maybe a good idea. When are we gonna do the claiming thing, then?”
Ideally it would be tomorrow.
In the morning.
At dusk.
Please and thank you.
“I’ll need to inform the pack of it tomorrow, but maybe three days from now? I’ll ask my dad what he thinks first.”
“Then you better shift now,” I warned playfully.
Jeremy winked as I reluctantly climbed off his lap, then he shifted into Red.
