Those laws kept the humans safe when the supernatural ventured into the human world. If anyone found out, it would be a swift death for the supernatural and a memory wipe for the human.
It was all to keep the humans safe.
Who was to say that the mortals and supernaturals were to adhere to the laws of the land now? Especially when the goddess deemed our souls a match, and we were paired together.
Laws would be broken this night and hopefully for others just like me. No rogue would let this opportunity be spoiled by the Royal Council.
What would happen when we were bonded? Would her body accept me? Take my knot? I could only hope the goddess had it all planned out because I was uncertain how this would end. But I trusted the bond, a bond that had ruined me so many years ago.
But Journey prayed, my mate had prayed for a miracle, and here we were. A wolf and a human, defying all the odds of each of our worlds.
I was too excited, too alive to let this go. To wait and see what would become of us later by waiting for Bones to complete his research on the possibilities. My wolf wanted pups, eventually.
Only if Journey wanted them, too.
There wasn’t any time. My wolf snarled for me to take her. To plant our cock inside her body, to knot her, to keep her safe. Have her smell drowned out by my own, so no other male would think of taking her from my nest.
She clawed my back, pulling my body further into her body. Her whimpers, the arousal between her legs growing by the minute.
Journey wrapped her legs around my waist, and I pulled her up to straddle me on the couch.
“Do you like our nest? Our den?” I pulled away to check her reaction. She was human, but the traditions embedded in me needed to hear her say it. That she was satisfied with the home I’d created for her, and I wanted her to be comfortable in it.
She paused, her eyes never leaving me. I waited, waiting for her to tell me she didn’t understand what I was asking, but she reached up to cup my face and smiled happily. “It’s a beautiful den and nest. Did you make it just for me?”
“Yes.” I ran my hand up the side of her body, watching the chills erupt over her skin. “Only for you. It is my first.”
We were taught as pups to create a perfect home for our mates. To make a bed soft and warm so our mates would feel comfortable. I watched my father make my mother’s nest each night, so my mother would feel warm and secure.
“It’s perfect, Grim. Just like you.” She traced one of the many scars on my body. She didn’t pity me; she cared for me.
The goddess prepared her for me. Opened her eyes to a world that she should be afraid of. But she wasn’t. She really wasn’t. This was far easier than I thought it would be.
Her fingers trailed down my neck, across the red wolf covering my chest. Her fingertips parted through my chest hair and moved lower between our bodies.
We were naked, our towels tossed aside. The base of my cock was touching her entrance. I could feel the heat against my knot. It was unbearable not to just slip it inside.
I watched her in earnest as she explored my body. Her delicate fingers stopped once she reached the head, her body tensing seeing my knot.
“You have a piercing?” She bit her lip, and I groaned, leaning my head on the couch.
Of course, I had to make it harder for her.
I pulled her hand closer to my dick, directing her fingers to play with the bars. “I did it when I was trying to get feeling back in my cock. I did it to punish myself.” I swallowed. “But with my suffering, you can now feel pleasure.”
She let out a hot, heavy breath, her pussy secreting more of her arousal down to my thigh. I groaned when she gripped my cock tighter.
“I want you, but I’m afraid,” she said.
“You have nothing to be afraid of.” I petted her hair. “The goddess has deemed us compatible. I will be gentle—”
“No, not that.” She shook her head solemnly. “I’m not scared of that, but what if I carry a disease? I don’t want you to get sick. Maybe I’m dirty. I don’t know what happened to me when–”
I growled, tightening my grip around her, burying her nose in my neck. “No human disease can hurt a shifter. You have no diseases that will impede your life. Bones took your blood while you were sick.”
“But that doesn’t detect everything—”
“Shifters can heal, my little mate. No human diseases have ever infected a shifter.” Journey rubbed her red lips together in thought. “I will take you to a human doctor for more testing. I did not want anyone touching you without consent.”
