Love Me Half Love Me Whole
Valko Finally Bonds With You
"It's not that I don't want to mate with you," Valko sulked. "It's that you're human and the bond hurts humans a lot more."
"I'm sure I can handle it." You frowned, "How bad could it-"
"Dad said that it felt like being burned." He said softly. "It goes away after a few minutes, but those few minutes are excruciating."
You both were laying in bed, he held you tightly against his chest. You could feel every deep breath he took against yourself. His face buried where your neck met your shoulder.
"Maybe I ... I could take the pain. I mean- Women generally have better tolerance and- and you know, periods, high heels, bras- We spend our entire lives being achy and uncomfortable." You tried to reason, turning to face him in his arms. "Maybe this-"
"I couldn't ever forgive myself if I hurt you," He cupped your face, thumbs running in gentle circles on your skin.
"Please." You whispered, holding his wrists. "I want this. I want you."
"You have me- You do. There's never been another- There could never be. You're my heart- My soul-" He leaned his forehead against yours.
"Just not your bonded." You asked.
You knew this was where it hurt him. His fingers tightened just a fraction around your face before loosening again.
"Valko-" You nudged his nose with yours, making him meet your eyes. "I can handle it. I promise. I want it. You." You told him again. "Don't you want to feel me? In the back of your mind? Don't you want us to be tethered forever?"
"Don't be like that-" His mouth quivered, "Of course, I do. But I- I can't. I can't be the reason you cry." He hid his face against your chest, curling up into you. You could feel the dampness of his tears against your skin. "I can't be the reason you hurt."
You rubbed his back gently, shushing him. He whined, his ears popping up and flattening. He was losing control of his emotions- They were overwhelming him. Hence, the ears and tail.
"Please- Please don't ask me to hurt you." He openly wept at this point, arms wrapped around your waist.
You let it go for now. You knew pushing him right now wouldn't help anyone.
This was a conversation that came around every moon. You'd been together for a while now and even though Valko knew that you were his mate, the moment he met you- He still refused to bond with you. You understood the toll it took on him but you felt frustrated as well. You had a ring on your finger but no bite on your neck.
It felt as if he could just leave whenever he wanted. You knew he wouldn't but if something were to happen to him- You stopped before you spiralled to much.
Then there was the issue of his scent still being that of an unbonded wolf. You weren't the jealous type- Okay, scratch that- You were the jealous type and you wanted him to smell like you. Like he belonged to you.
Valko wasn't an idiot. He could sense you pulling away from him. He knew he was to blame but somehow this hurt more. You telling him that you were busy- You taking rain cheques for date nights- You coming to bed so late that he would already be asleep- You turning over, sleeping with your back to him and pushing him off when he tried to cuddle.
It took three and a half weeks until he was at his breaking point. The full moon was coming, his emotions were running high and he just wanted his mate with him.
"Please, come to bed." He asked, standing at the door of the study.
"I'll come in a while." You didn't look up from the book.
"It's lonely without you." He shifted his weight from foot to foot. "I miss you." You kept staring at the page, not reading a single word. He knew it. He saw that your eyes weren't moving. "Why are you punishing me for protecting you?"
Thats made you laugh but not in a fun, amusing way.
You snapped the book shut and he flinched. He could feel his wolf pawing for you, he could feel his body wanting to fall to his knees in forgiveness and promise to give you anything you ask for. But he couldn't. Because he knew what you'd ask for and he simply couldn't.
"Were you ever going to bond with me?" You asked pointedly and he looked like he'd been slapped.
"How could-" His voice faltered but you just shrugged.
"How can I not?" You finally look at him. Tired eyes, broken heart. "Every month, I ask. Every month, you tell me it'll hurt. It's been years. I'm tired. I want my husband."
"I'm here- Please- I'm right here-" He took quick steps towards you but you shook your head and took one step away, making him stop in his tracks.
"How long?" You asked, "How long until you actually do it or will we spend our entire lives unbonded?"
He took your name in a shaky breath. "Don't make me choose."
"You already have!" You cried out. "You chose to not bond! You chose to decide for the both of us!"
Valko stayed silent for a while. "Mama told me how badly dad screamed when she bonded him. I can't do that-"
"And then? What happened after that?" You asked.
"What?" He looked at you confused.
"What happened after the pain?" You asked slowly.
"They- They're happy. Been together 43 years. They still look at each other like they're newly bonded. They know each other's minds, souls, hearts in a way that no one can else can. Could." Valko looked down.
"You keep focusing on the pain." You reached for him, touching his cheek. He sighed in relief at your touch, his shoulders dropping. His hand wrapped around your wrist and kissed at your palm. "You need to focus on what comes after the pain."
"I can't- I can't be the reason you feel pain." He begged as always.
"What if something happens to me? You'd be fine to have never bonded with me? Your wolf would never feel my loss. It will never grieve me. It will never know what he's lost." You spoke softly. "Are you truly okay with only loving me with half of yourself?"
Valko knew the answer and he hated himself for it.
Since the first time he'd met you, all his wolf has wanted is to sink it's teeth deep in your flesh and mark you as his. Have your scent mingle with her. Have you carry a permanent mark of him always. Be connected to you in a way that transcends logic. And since the first time he'd met you, he'd done his best to keep the wolf caged and in control so to not hurt you in any way.
"This moon." He whispered. "I promise."
And true to his word, when the full moon finally came, he didn't hide himself away. He laid you down on your marital bed and towered above you.
"You can stop me at any point, okay?" He whispered between gentle kisses.
His hands holding you like you were something sacred. All the years you'd been together, it never felt like this. So... electric. So delicate.
He could smell it all. The air was thick with your arousal, your heavy heartbeat, your desperate and gasping breaths-
"Talk me through it- Please-" You whined softly and his wolf purred with satisfaction.
"Anything you want-" He hummed, kissing and nipping at your skin, slowly, torturously pushing into you.
The stretch was always so perfect. It made you feel full in a way you couldn't explain. Pleasure would start to build instantly-
"I'm going to love you first." He said against your neck, licking at your jugular. "Just like this-"
He rolled his hips so slowly, that you felt every inch, every vein, and even the mushroomy tip as he went in and out of your pussy. You moaned, eyes fluttering shut, nails digging into his biceps. The small pinch made him chuckle.
"Come on, sweetheart- You can be meaner-" He egged you on.
You knew he was trying to even out the hurt. Make you leave angry red marks on him so the guilt of giving you the mate bite was lessen on him but no matter how hard you could drag your nails against his skin- It would be useless against his healing.
"I want it- Please-" You whimpered and he nodded.
The moonlight filtered through the blinds and he felt the shift within himself. He was more beastly and all the beast wanted was to become yours. He fucked into you so carefully, as he always did. You were deliirus in pleasure by the time he asked if you were ready.
That snapped you out of the haze almost instantly. You begged him with pleases and yeses. That you wanted it, wanted him. Wanted his knot, wanted his bite- Wanted everything he had to offer and more-
He licked thick stripes at your neck, mumbling how much loved you, how sorry he was- All the while rolling his hips like it was an Olympic sport.
"Please, Valko-" You whined and finally, his fangs sunk into your skin.
The pain was immediate and searing. You gasped and his hands moved from your hips to fully wrap around your waist. You were squished underneath him as he bit harder and deeper. His knot swelled in tandem and stretching you to the brim. The sound that escaped you could've broken Valko's heart if he wasn't completely overtaken by the wolf.
He tasted the metallic blood and stilled inside you, filling you with cum and knotting you. Your nails dug into his shoulder, blood pooling at your fingertips and then suddenly, there was clarity.
You gasped, your eyes shooting open as your entire body ached with pleasure you'd never felt before. Valko licked the blood from your neck and whined as he nosed against it, feeling the scents change in real time.
Ever so slowly, Valko pulled back a little. Your lips were parted, tears streaking your face, but your eyes were so dilated.
"Are you okay?" He asked, caressing your cheek, wiping away the tears. You nodded and he sighed softly. Leaning down to kiss you everywhere he could. Showering you with praises.
Did so well for me. My pretty girl. You were so brave. You took me so well. You let my wolf be yours. I love you- I love you- I love you-
By the time his knot went down and he helped you clean up, the air was so different. You could feel him under your skin. He could feel you in the back of his mind. And as you laid in bed, staring at each other, you at his pretty face, him at the mark he'd left on your neck, his fingertips gently tracing it.
"Does it hurt?" He whispered and you smiled, shaking your head.
"No. Not at all." You assured him.
"I'm sorry for taking so long." He leaned forward and kissed the mark again. "I promise to make it up to you for the rest of my life."
Author's note: infold has me feeling like a widow fr fr. i barely had him and i've already lost him. i feel like we met two nights before he was meant to be deployed for war and then died as soon as he landed on the battlefield. i was so ready for him. i promise to keep him alive on my blog.