Page 91 of Examining the Bond

“So, er… this is my nest,” she says, and I want to look. I really do. But the whole room is drenched in marshmallows, and it’s going straight to my head. All I see is the huge bed in the corner and the pastel mountain of pillows that I'm going to lay her down on.

Riann gasps as I drop my hands to her hips, dragging her straight toward me, her pussy pressing hard against my thigh.

“I love how you fit just under my chin,” I growl as she giggles. Her arms come up around my shoulders, and she lifts herself onto her tiptoes to reach my mouth.

“I've been waiting for this,” she confesses as her nose brushes mine.

“You have no idea how much I've been holding myself back,” I say seconds before she presses her lips to mine. My hands slip further around her waist, dropping to grip her pert ass, and my fingers brush the end of her dress.

“How can you wear something like this when it’s freezing outside?” I ask, my voice heavy with a mix of frustration and desire.

“I'm sure you can find a way to warm me up,” she teases, wiggling her ass as she backs into my hands, all while sweeping her tongue over my bottom lip. “I'm so cold, Skylar,” she whines with a smirk. “You don't want your mate to be cold, do you?”

Something inside me snaps, and my alpha instincts roar to life. Suddenly, I'm not just Skylar Morales who traveled across the country to find the woman she loves. I'm also an alpha who’s in her omega's nest, preparing to claim her.

She squeals and tightens her arms around my neck as I march her backward toward the bed, kissing her every step of the way. Her joy bubbles in my mouth as I purr sweetly for her.

She’s my mate, there’s no doubt about that, but does she really want to be my omega? Even after all her assurances, doesshe really want to give up her rare status as a delta to be with a female alpha?

As soon as we reach the bed, I take a seat and drag her into my lap, her legs straddling mine.

“Why is your mattress so squishy?” I growl as I brush my lips along the smooth column of her neck. “How are we going to sleep if we're lying on a cloud?”

“Who said anything about sleeping?” Her fingers lock behind my neck. “I'm not wasting any of the precious minutes I get with you.”

“I like the sound of that.” A smirk hitches the corner of my mouth upward. “Because there's so much I want to do to you, and we’ve had so little time to do it.”

“I don't know.” She scrunches her nose. “I think we’ve managed pretty well so far.”

I chuckle against her. “Preciosa, we've barely scratched the surface of what I can do to you.”

“Well, what are you waiting for?”

I hesitate, my fingers drifting over the soft skin of her thighs. I still don't want her to brush over the decision. Being bound to an alpha is life-altering—more than normal in her case—and the first step toward forever with me.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” I ask, my fingers stilling against her skin.

Any hint of amusement disappears from her expression, replaced by a soft seriousness. “Yes, Skylar. This is what I want.You’rewhat I want.”

A smile tugs at my lips, my heart beating in my throat as I lock eyes with her. She wiggles her hips, grinding on my lap as she gets comfortable. I stare at the smooth curve of her neck, precisely where I plan to sink my teeth into her, and my thoughts won’t stop spinning.

If I go back to work and suddenly introduce Riann as my mate, there may be repercussions. I can already imagine the curious questions I’ll get from Dr. Song.

I can always lie and laugh it off. ‘No, Dr. Song, we didn't have sex twice in the clinic. What gave you that idea? Oh, you mean the fact that I was walking around drenched in slick and marshmallows? It was for science.’

I'm sure that would go over really well.

If I lose my job, I’ll have to find another one. We might have to move, start over in a new city, but I’ll find a way to make sure she’s happy.

I’ll do anything for her.

I press my lips to the side of her neck, and a soft moan escapes her. “Are you ready?”

She tenses against me, her breaths turning short and ragged. “I am.”

Nerves jump in my throat as I realize it's actually happening.

We're really going to do it…