Every Miraculous Moment (Hyena Heat #6)(12)

He eased her off his cock and set her on the floor outside of the tub. She grabbed the towels off the rack as he turned off the water and joined her on the rug. “You don’t mind that I marked you?” he asked, rubbing his hair with the towel she gave him.

“Of course not. I know what we are. It felt right. You don’t mind that I marked you?”

He looked down at the mark on his arm. It reminded her of a single flame, the way it would curl and twist. “I’m glad you did. If I’d had any blood left in my brain, I would have asked you what dragons did to mark their mates.”

She rubbed her hair with the towel and turned to face the mirror so she could see the mark at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Mack set his palm on her shoulder and rubbed his thumb along her skin. “This will scar. It will tell anyone who sees it that you’ve got a wolf for a mate. I feel like you’re my second chance at happiness, Miracle. I want to do everything right and be the best mate to you.”

He’d saved her life, made her come twice, and then he’d claimed her.

“You already are the best.”

“Aw, babe,” he said as he swung her up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. “I promise that was just the tip of the iceberg of how good I’ll be to you. In a moment, we went from being strangers to being marked mates. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do to make you happy.”

He laid her down on the bed and she grinned as she spread her legs. “You could put your face here for about an hour.”

He chuckled. “Just an hour?”

“As long as you like.”

“As long as you like,” he said, his voice rumbling with his wolf as he prowled up the bed between her legs.





Chapter 6





A knock roused Mack from sleep. He groaned and stretched, then wrapped his arms around the sweet female snuggled close against his side. He wondered if he’d imagined the knock, but then it sounded again, more insistently this time.

“Miracle? Are you dead? You missed breakfast,” a female called loudly through the door.

“Would you quiet down? It’s freaking eight a.m.,” another female said.

“It’s only early if you’re hungover, which I’m not,” the first female replied.

“Oh gosh, are they fighting outside my room?” Miracle asked, punctuating her question with a yawn. She blinked beautiful eyes at him, one amber and one green. He hadn’t noticed her eye color the night before, but then again he’d been consumed with seeing how many times he could make her scream his name.

“I think so. Friends of yours?”

“We met at the airport. They’re sweet, but their timing is terrible.” She slid from the bed, stretched with a squeak and walked to the bathroom to grab a robe from a hook behind the door. She slid it on and winked. “Cover up your bits. I don’t want them to get a glimpse of your goodies.”

He chuckled and tugged up the sheet to cover himself. She opened the door, but positioned herself so that the females outside couldn’t come in or see into the room.

“Sorry, I was sleeping in,” she said. “You guys look like you had fun.”

There was a pause, and then one of the females said, “You’ve got a bite on your neck. Did you meet someone?”

A third female voice said, “You can’t let guys go around biting you. They’ll think you’re their property and I’m pretty sure you said you don’t want to go through that again.”

“I promise that I knew what he was doing when he bit me. We’re mates. We met last night.”

“Not that creeptastic wolf guy you were dancing with?” the first female said.

The third female said, “What if it was him? You just called him creeptastic.”

Mack decided it was time for him to make an appearance, so he wrapped a blanket around his waist and joined Miracle at the door.

Miracle said, “Guys, this is Mack. Mack, these are my friends – Jesmin, Leah, and Aria.

Mack smiled. “Miracle and I met last night, and we’re mates. I’m definitely not creeptastic.”

All three females stared at him in surprise. They said nothing for a long moment, their mouths open and their eyes wide, and then Jesmin said, “That’s f*cking awesome! Congratulations!!”

She hugged Miracle, and that spurred Leah and Aria to hug her too.

“It means there’s hope for us! Maybe some more males will show up and we’ll find our mates, too. Happy dance!” Leah said, and proceeded to do a jig in the hallway.

“You should tell the director about your mating. There was a meeting before breakfast and she said that if any of us find our mate, there are some cool activities they have planned. Plus I think you get a nicer room too.” Aria said.

“Thanks, we’ll talk to her later,” Miracle said, waving at her friends and shutting the door.

“They seem nice,” Mack said.

“We’re all kind of in the same boat. It’s hard to start over. I’m pushing forty. My whole adult life I’ve been told I wasn’t good enough to be a mate in the first place, so coming somewhere like this, so far out of my comfort zone I should need a passport, was nerve-wracking.”

“Who said you weren’t good enough?” His hackles rose, and his wolf wanted him to vow to hunt down whoever the * was.