My Cheating Mate (Emma and Jeremy) novel Chapter 234

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I pushed in. Slowly. Carefully. Watching her face for any sign of pain.

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She gasped. Her hands gripped my shoulders. But her eyes stayed on mine, and the expression there wasn’t pain-it was wonder. Connection. The mate bond solidifying into something physical and

undeniable.

I was big-had worried about that. But Grace’s body accepted me. Stretched around me. Took all of me with the perfect rightness that only came from fated mates.

“Okay?” I managed through gritted teeth. She felt incredible. Tight and wet and absolutely perfect around

“More than okay.” She wrapped her legs around my waist. “Connor-move-please move—”

I moved. Slow at first, letting her adjust. Then faster as she demanded more, as her moans got louder, as her body met mine thrust for thrust.

It was perfect. Better than perfect. This connection-physical and emotional and spiritual all at once- was everything the mate bond promised and more.

“Grace” I was getting close. Too close. “I’m going to-I can’t hold-”

“Don’t hold back.” Her hands were on my face, making me look at her. “Connor, let go. Come with me. I’m -I’m close again-”

I reached between us, found where she needed pressure, and felt her come apart around me for the second time. Her body clenching, pulling me deeper, pushing me over the edge I’d been holding back

from.

I came harder than I’d ever come in my life. Emptying into my mate, marking her as mine, the bond snapping completely into place with a rightness that made my wolf howl in triumph.

We collapsed together. Breathing hard. Overwhelmed. Connected in every way possible.

“That was-” Grace started.

“Everything.” I finished. “Grace, that was everything.”

She smiled against my shoulder. “We should have done that sooner.”

“We did it exactly when we were supposed to.” I kissed her temple. “Grace, I love you. Every part of you. Every complicated, beautiful, perfect part.”

“I love you too.” She shifted slightly, and I realized I was probably crushing her.

I moved to pull out but she stopped me. “Not yet. Stay. Just-stay like this for a minute. Connected.”

So I stayed. Held my mate. Felt the bond settling into place. Let myself believe-for just this moment- that everything was going to be okay.

That the Preservation Front wouldn’t succeed. That Grace would stay safe. That we’d have a lifetime of

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moments like this.

Together. Always together.

For love. For each other. For the future we’d just claimed.

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Chapter 234

My Cheating Mate

Connor pov

I woke to early morning light filtering through Grace’s curtains and the most perfect feeling in the world.

Grace. Snuggled against me. Her head on my chest. Her arm draped across my waist. Her breathing soft and even in sleep.

My mate. Completely, irrevocably mine.

I felt-free. That was the only word for it. Free in a way I hadn’t even realized I’d been missing.

The past week had been chaos. Recognizing the mate bond. Nineteen hours of cowardice with Courtney. The knife attack. Thomas Vex’s threats. The Preservation Front. And through it all, this underlying tension -like I was waiting for something to go wrong, for the other shoe to drop, for the universe to prove I

didn’t deserve this.

But waking up with Grace in my arms, the mate bond settled and complete, her scent mixed with mine in

a way that proclaimed what we’d done last night-all that tension was gone.

I loved her. Only her. Completely her.

And she loved me back.

I ran my fingers gently through her hair, careful not to wake her. She made a small sound and burrowed closer, seeking warmth even in sleep.

My mark was on her neck. Right where it should be. The bite I’d given her last night after we’d made love the second time-slower, sweeter, both of us calmer and able to savor each other properly.

I’d asked permission first. “Grace, I want to mark you. Want everyone to know you’re mine. Is that—”

She’d been breathless, still recovering from orgasm. “Connor, mark me. Claim me. Make it official

way.”

1. Bitten carefully into her neck where it would be visible, where every wolf who saw her would

Ay she was mated. Claimed. Mine.

then she’d marked me. Her teeth in my shoulder, not as strong as my wolf bite but just as meaningful. Permanent. A statement that I belonged to her as much as she belonged to me.

Courtney was-gone. Not from the world, unfortunately. She was still somewhere being questioned about the Preservation Front. Still facing consequences for giving extremists information about Grace.

But from my thoughts. From my concerns. From any corner of my heart or mind that might have still been processing our relationship.

I didn’t think about Courtney anymore. Didn’t worry about her or wonder what she was doing or feel guilty

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about the choice I’d made

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Because I’d made the right choice. The only choice. Grace was my mate. My future. My everything.

Courtney was just someone I used to date. Someone who’d made terrible choices and was facing appropriate consequences. But not someone I cared about anymore.

Not someone I worried about

Not someone who mattered

Grace stirred against me. Her eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the light. Then she saw me watching her and smiled-sleepy and satisfied and absolutely beautiful.

“Morning,” she said, her voice rough from sleep.

“Morning” I kissed her forehead gently. “How do you feel?”

“Sore, Happy, Completely loved.” She shifted position, wincing slightly. “Connor, you’re-you’re big. I’m definitely feeling the aftermath.”

I should probably have felt bad about that. Instead I felt-proud. Satisfied. My wolf preening at the evidence that I’d loved my mate thoroughly.

“Sorry,” I said, not sounding very sorry.

“I’m not.” She kissed my chest. “Connor, last night was-everything. Perfect. Exactly what I needed.”

“Me too.” I held her closer. “Grace, I marked you. We marked each other. That’s-that’s permanent. Official You’re stuck with me now.”

“Good. I want to be stuck with you.” She touched the mark on my shoulder carefully. “Does it hurt?”

“No. Feels right.” I touched her mark the same way. “Grace, seeing this-seeing my mark on you-it’s-”

“Possessive?”

“Very possessive. Also satisfying in ways I can’t quite explain.” I smiled. “My wolf is extremely pleased with himself right now.”

“My wolf is pleased too. Though she’s also reminding me we have three days until extremists try to kidnap me and maybe we should get up and deal with reality.”

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