Mine for Eternity [Council Enforcers] (Siren Publishing Classic)

was tired of it. Mitch was going to prove that he was fine, and he had an idea of how. Stalking out of the bathroom, he sniffed and followed his mate’s scent. The trail led him to the kitchen where his mate was washing dishes with her back to him.
    Tessa gasped when he leaned against her back and pinned her hips to the counter with his. “Where’s Nico?” he whispered in her ear, rubbing his erection into the crease of her bottom to let her know exactly what his intentions were.
    She swallowed before answering. “Outside, I think he was missing Ben, so Ken and Ryan took him out to play and distract him.”
    Mitch grunted not letting the mention of his friend distract him from what he was about to do. “Put your hands on the counter and bend over.”
    “Mitch, I don’t—”
    “I didn’t tell you to speak,” he said, smacking her bottom.
    Tessa moaned as she followed his orders. Mitch smiled when he smelled her arousal flooding her cunt. It seemed his little mate liked the fact that he was taking charge and bossing her around. He spanked each of her cheeks again for good measure.
    “This is going to be hard and fast, Tessa.” Mitch reached around until he found the button of her jeans. “I blame you for having me on the edge of control. You’ve held yourself back from me, and I don’t like it. Don’t worry though. I’m going to fix the problem right now.”
    A deep moan and Tessa’s hips pushing back into his was the only response he got from her. That was fine with Mitch. He didn’t need words to prove his point. He ripped her jeans and panties down to her knees. Keeping one hand on her lower back to keep her bent over the sink, Mitch used his other to lower his sweats and guide his cock to Tessa’s entrance. He pressed the tip of his cock inside and held still.
    “You’re mine, Tessa. Never again will you hold yourself back from me. I want all of you.” He plunged his cock inside her then and held still waiting for her to adjust to him. Her tight, silky walls held him in a vice grip, and he gritted his teeth to keep from coming.
    Tessa mewled before finding her voice. “I promise. I’ll do anything you want. Just fuck me, Mitch.”
    The husky tone of her voice sapped all of his self-control, and Mitch pulled out before slamming into her. He gripped her hips to keep them from banging into the counter as he powered into her over and over again. Tessa’s yells as he thrust into her cheered him on as his mate took everything he had to give.
    Mitch’s rhythm faltered when he felt the tingle at the base of his spine, and his balls draw closer to his body signaling his coming orgasm. Tessa chose that moment to tilt her head to the side baring his mark on her shoulder. He struck without thinking and sunk his fangs into her mating mark, reclaiming her. Tessa screamed and shuddered. The feel of her pussy clenching around his cock as she came was more than Mitch could handle. He released her shoulder and threw his head back, roaring as he shot his cum deep inside her.
    They both panted as Mitch laid his forehead against Tessa’s back trying to recover. He felt drained as if all his energy had gone out the tip of his cock along with his cum. Once he gathered enough strength, he lifted Tessa in his arms and carried her up to his bed. The sun was shining through the window at just the right angle to hit the bed, making his beast happy about curling up in it to take a nap. That’s not why I’m happy.
    Oh yeah? Then why are you so happy? Mitch asked.
    Don’t play dumb. It’s beneath even you. When do we get to tell our mate that she is carrying our cub?
    Mitch grinned. He had smelled Tessa’s scent change as he rested his forehead on her back. His mate was pregnant with his first cub. Soon, he told his lion. They would tell her just as soon as they woke up from their nap.

Epilogue
     
    Ben tried to roll over, but fire shot through his limbs, stopping him from moving. He moaned and opened his eyes, blinking through the haze that covered them. Each time he opened his eyes, he prayed that he would wake up from his nightmare. Each time, he had been disappointed when he opened them and saw the same stone ceiling he had been staring at since he had been strapped to the bed.
    He had no idea how long ago that had been. Time didn’t seem to mean anything to him anymore. All Ben had to measure time by was the scent that had kept him going. His mate. Her scent was tinged with fear and regret each time she