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Lucky he did because I couldn’t wait much longer. I thrust inside the rest of the way, my balls resting against him while I held still.

He shivered but bounced his fist up and down, cum spurting out just as I started to move, slowly at first.

“No. Fast.” He’d made his decision then. And one I approved of.

I braced myself on my hands on either side of him and went to work, driving all the way in then pulling nearly out, doing it again and again, faster each time, while he reached for my shoulders, one of his hands sticky with cum. Somehow that waseven more of a turn on. I rode my omega in and out, filling his hole, feeling my balls tighten in warning just before cum traveled the length of my cock and filled my omega, my knot swelled. And I lowered my head to bite the side of his throat.

The coppery taste of blood filled my mouth as I made the mark my omega would wear for the rest of his life. The curve of my teeth marking him as mine. In this seedy motel or in a suite in Paris, our mating was sacred and forever.

Swallowing the blood, I moved my lips to his, kissing him while my knot bound us together. Symbolic of the mating we’d just embraced.

Fate gave us to one another, but we’d shown our acceptance in our lovemaking on this night. It would always be the best one of my life.

I fell asleep for a little while with my omega spooned against the front of me, waking to make love two more times in the darkness of night, reiterating the bond we’d formed. Tyler was my mate. Now and for always. I would do my best to be worthy of what Fate had arranged and Tyler had agreed to accepting my mark.

Chapter Nine

Tyler

Last night had been the best night of my life. Full. Stop. But when my eyes cracked open this morning, as I slapped at my phone to turn the alarm off, the magic was broken. I had to work. There was an exterminator coming at the butt crack of dawn.

And while I didn’t know what the future held, as far as where I was going to live or what was happening with Dimetri and I, I couldn’t let the people who lived here deal with the rodents and bugs that would invade this place if we missed the appointment. As it was, I’d discovered my fair share of both while working here. The guy should probably come at least twice a month, if not weekly, but given how little my boss actually cared about this place, I considered once a month a win.

I slid out of bed and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. And when I came back out, I tripped, nearly falling all the way to the floor over my mate’s shoes. We hadn’t been exactly careful about where our clothing went the night before. We had other things on our minds. I picked them up to set them on the floor beside the, and that was when I saw them up close for the first time.

These weren’t the kind of shoes a person got at a discount store. They cost more than a room here for an entire week. That didn’t make them the luxury items of the century or anything. This place was pretty cheap. But it was embarrassing. What must he have thought of me when he came here last night? It would’ve been better had we gone to a real hotel, but was nothing I could really do about that. I had to be here dark and early, and hotels cost a lot of money.

I threw on some clothes, set a bowl with a packet of instant oatmeal next to the hot pot, and gave my sleeping mate half awave. What I wanted to do was bend down and kiss him, but he didn’t need to be up now. Let him sleep. Goodness knew he’d earned it.

Not even Bob was out when I reached the office. It was too flipping early. The exterminator pulled in before I walked inside. He was a nice enough guy and far too chipper for this time of the morning. I showed them where I suspected the mice had been coming in to the one unit. Unlike him, I wasn’t human and was able to scent their gross little paths, giving me a very large advantage.

“Oh, that’s a good eye. I’ll fill that in with some steel wool when I’m done. Keep ’em from coming back.”

I left him to his job and got to mine, starting in the office, making sure there were no messages or anything missed from the night before. The last thing I needed was people coming back saying I ignored their requests.

There were none, which was good. There was, however, more paperwork than anyone should ever have to deal with. Yay, end-of -month duties.

It was my first time doing it, and my boss’s instructions were not what you’d call complete. He said, “Here, make sure all this is done.” I spread everything out and started filling in blanks then erasing other blanks and filling them in correctly.

My eyes were going blurry from it when the door opened. I scented him before I saw him.

It was my mate.

“Morning.” I walked around the desk to meet him, and in his arms were two bags of what smelled like delicious goodness. I gave him a kiss, my fox coming up to greet him, my eyes not mine for a few seconds.

“Can you take a break?”

“Probably should. I’m trying to do paperwork I don’t understand.” I’d be surprised if it wasn’t a hot mess.

“Ooh, that doesn’t sound fun.”

“Trust me, it’s not.”

“Well, I brought breakfast.” He held up two bags. “Where should we eat?”

My room had a bed and a dresser. That was that. The office wasn’t any better—one chair, the desk currently filled with papers.

“Let’s go out back. We can have a picnic.” That was my nice way of saying, There’s no place to eat. Let’s go eat on the ground. But he agreed, and we found a nice spot, a little bit of shade from the building.