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“I’d like to welcome both you and your mate, Sir. We’ll get you checked in and acquainted with the space and all of the luxury amenities and services available to make sure this is the absolute best trip of your life. Please come in.” He held a hand out. “We strive to provide you with the utmost-” I didn’t hear whatever else he said. I walked in and my jaw dropped. There was Italian marble everywhere. The ceilings soared. The entire western wall was glass, the ocean waving at us in all its glory. There was more glass when I looked to the right and left, and the view of the cliff face running north and south, seagulls circling overhead, made for the perfect panoramic view. Was this what it was like to be a billionaire’s mate?
I walked to the kitchen and ran a finger over the cool, glossy marble countertops as the concierge looked on in satisfaction.
“I could get used to this,” I murmured, admiring the veins of gold running through the marble.
Vic chuckled. “That’s the plan, Bobby.”
The concierge swept us through the dazzling place, telling me about features I’d never ever heard of in my life.
“The bathroom floors are heated, there are fifteen jets in the whirlpool soaking tub overlooking the ocean, and the shower has a dozen nozzles for a rainfall shower, with a dozen different massage settings.”
I squealed, clinging to Victor’s arm. “I can’t wait to get into that tub! What else is there in this joint?”
“Your penthouse has six bedrooms-”
“Six?” I asked in disbelief. “I’m gonna go lay in every single bed just because I can.”
I expected Victor to be embarrassed, but instead he just laughed. “That’s what it’s all about, doing things just because you can.”
The concierge waved us forward. “There’s still the master bedroom to show you.”
I gasped when we walked in. “It’s bigger than my apartment.” There was a four-poster, California king bed, draped with dreamy white curtains. They fluttered in the breeze that came through the door to the huge balcony overlooking the water, and of course, that wall was all glass as well. Pink and red rose petals dotted the floor and the sheets, and in a shiny silver container were two bottles of Moët on ice, along with chocolate covered strawberries.
The concierge actually bent at the waist in a little bow. “We carry only the best of any sort of spirit you may desire. Fifty-year-old, barrel-aged whiskies, imported scotch…” I lost him again, because I was imagining all the things I wanted to do to my alpha on this very bed after we drank this very champagne. I gazed at Victor, my eyes hooded with love, yes, love, because I was in love with my alpha mate and I wasn’t going to bother denying it. There was also desire, open and obvious and intense. Victor returned my gaze, his smug feline eyes promising to satisfy my every need.
The concierge was excellent at his job, and he knew when to make himself scarce. “I’ll leave you lovebirds to it, but the second you need anything, give me a call or shoot me a message and it’ll be done in an instant.”
“Thank you so much.” My eyes were on the champagne. “Let’s pop that open right now.” Vic opened the bottle with the satisfying pop from the movies. I jumped a mile and giggled as white foam sprayed out of the top, flowing over Vic’s fingers and splattering on the marble floor. It was so nice to know I could have fun like that, but didn’t have to worry about cleaning it up.
Vic poured the golden, fizzing drink into two glasses for us and handed one to me. “A toast. To being with my fated mate.”
I raised my glass. “Yes, a toast to me.” Vic laughed again. We drank deep, and when Vic was done he put his glass back down on the end table. He pulled me into his arms and held me softly as he kissed me.
“We’re here and we finally have some privacy. What do you want to do?” He leaned back in for another kiss, making my toes curl. As tempted as I was to start the bedtime fun right away, I wanted to experience more of this vacation with my mate before we consummated our bond.Look at me, being all sentimental for once.
I pulled away and tapped Vic’s lips with a fingertip. “I have to experience this vacation a little bit first, and this mountainside right now.”
“What do you mean? We’re already experiencing it.”
“I mean I want to climb it. Actually, Ihaveto climb it.”
“Climb it? With what equipment?”
I rolled my eyes, chuckling. “With my hooves, silly. As a goat.” He just sort of stood there, staring. I slapped lightly at his chest. “I wouldn’t expect you to get it, Mister Bumble Paws.”
“Bumble paws? I’ll show you bumble paws.” His hands gripped the back of my thighs, sliding up to cup my asscheeks right at the bottom. He leaned down and kissed my neck.
My eyelids fluttered as the pleasure built, right at that point where his mouth touched me. “Okay, okay, okay, you’re gonna make me forget what I wanted to do.”
“Good. Forget about it all and focus on me.”
“I will, Honey, just gimme like, fifteen minutes to shut up my inner goat and a night on the town, then I’ll show you things you’ve never seen before.”
Reluctantly, he relented. “You better. Now, how exactly do you plan to explore the cliffside?”
“Like this.” I peeled off my clothes in preparation of shifting. I could have been more careful not to let Vic see parts of my naked human body before I changed over, but the body belonged to him now, whether it was in human form or not. I wanted him to see everything, and soon I would show him, deliberately, slowly, every secret edge and curve.
For now, I needed to hike this cliffside. I shifted into a goat and jumped onto the bedroom railing, balancing neatly on all four hooves. With a short hop, I landed on a little ledge on the cliff face. There was the slightest path worn into it. It was narrow. Only about three of me could walk side by side, and the drop was steep, but it was just fine for a goat like me. I took a few steps forward, then I heard a softwhumphbehind me. I turned my head to see Vic, shifted into his lion form, stick the landing on the ledge gracefully, but wobble a little because of how narrow it was. He righted himself, then gave me the grumpiest of grumpy lion looks. I tilted my head and bleated in question. He let out a snarl that said,you think I’d let you go alone?It was so cute I thought I would explode. My mate was taking an interest in my interests.
