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“What is wrong?”
“Ouch! Fuck, ow!” she yelled, and he moved off of her body, following her as she scrambled off the bed, and headed to his mirror.
“What is it, baby? Did I hurt you?”
“Look!” she exclaimed, and tilted her head to the side.
There on her neck was no longer a bite mark like he’d seen on other Shifter mates. In its place was a yellowish symbol, a tattoo of sorts. It looked like a Wyvern, he thought, and a smile bloomed across his face.
“It’s me,” he told her, approvingly.
“Like a brand? Like I’m cattle!” Caro said, staring at the tiny Wyvern.
She ran a hand over it, and he felt her touch as if it were on his skin.
“It connects us,” she said, and she gasped.
He nodded at her in the mirror with glowing golden eyes. She was so fucking beautiful. Her curvy body was glowing after their lovemaking, and already, he was hard again, and desperate to have her.
“Yes, my love. DO you really mind it?” he asked, and she turned and wrapped her arms around him.
“No. I love it. I’ve never felt like this, Jasper. Is it really real?”
“Yes. This is real. I love you, my mate, always,” he told her and kissed her head.
“I love you too,” she replied. “Best Christmas gift ever!”
“What?” He laughed the question.
“I mean, when I was a kid, most of my friends wanted ponies and stuff, but me, I wanted a Dragon,er—I meana Wyvern, I just didn’t understand the difference. Anyway, now I got one!”
“I love you so much,” he said, nipping her lip.
“I think being loved and loving you is going to be awesome.”
And it was. Carolina and Jasper spent the whole night loving each other. They never stopped, even when they heard something land on the roof and the sounds of someone laughing in the distance.
Ho ho ho,
Epilogue
Carolina jumped at the sounds of Christmas carols blasting through the intercom inside Jasper’s bedroom.
“Jas,” she moaned, and shook her mate.
It was a strange thought to have, but there it was. Man. Wyvern. He was both things and he was hers.
Jasper Wessex was her fated mate, and she loved him desperately. She welcomed both sides of him and trusted that he would always be there for her. She simply knew it somehow, and wasn’t that great?
“Merry Christmas! Pardon the intrusion, but, Jasper, you have a visitor,” an older man’s voice came through the intercom. “Maybe you would like to come out of your room and greet him with your mate?”
“Dad?” he grunted and rolled over.
“You live with your father,” Carolina growled and smacked her mate in the chest.
He looked confused for a second, then grinned wickedly and held up a finger. Oh, she would give him a second alright. Then she would whack him again.
Caro had been a little bit boisterous—okay, she was very fucking loud—throughout their several bouts of lovemaking during the night. She closed her eyes and swallowed hard. How embarrassing!
