Brian chuckled.

  "Come on," Marcus said as he stood and stepped back, then held out a hand.

  "Where are we going?" Brian reached down and cupped his growing erection through his pants. "I was hoping you'd join me in bed."

  Marcus growled. Brian loved that sound. It always had his wolf rolling over and showing his belly and had Brian wanting to do the same thing.

  "I promised you a run. You need to shift so your body can finish healing properly."

  "But I was hoping we could play cops and robbers?"

  Marcus stared at him.

  Brian waggled his eyebrows. "What? Too soon?"

  Marcus laughed and shook his head, then bent and took Brian's lips in a searing kiss that had him panting and moaning for more when his mate pulled back.

  "After we run. I promise I'll put the uniform back on and have my wicked way with you."

  "Woot!" Brian cried out then sat up. The twinge he felt wasn't anywhere near as bad as it had been when he'd crawled into bed that afternoon. He lifted his shirt and was happy to see the bruising had already turned that yellowish colour on the edges.

  Brian took the hand his mate held out for him and stood up.

  I love you, Marcus whispered through their bond.

  Brian cupped his mate's cheeks, then kissed his man tenderly. I love you too. I wasn't scared today. I know you'll always come for me.

  Always. I promise.

  They broke the kiss and then made their way out of their bedroom. Brian cried out in surprise when Marcus swung him into his arms, then started down the stairs.

  "I'm fine," he groaned.

  Marcus huffed.

  Brian shook his head. "I could have easily made it down the stairs. I made it up them, after all. And I'm feeling much better."

  "Just humor me."

  Brian expected Marcus to put him down once they reached the base of the stairs, but he didn't let him go. Instead, he strode through the house like he owned the place. Which Brian had to concede he kind of did, along with his brothers.

  "Have fun," Rick, Marcus's youngest brother, called out as they passed through the kitchen. The others snickered and laughed. Brian lifted a little higher in Marcus's arms and poked his tongue out at the lot of them. This only served to make them laugh harder. Assholes.

  Marcus finally put him down when they reached the car.

  Brian arched an eyebrow at his mate. "You mean I can't sit on your lap for the drive as well?" Marcus didn't look apologetic in the slightest.

  "Get in the damn car before I spank your ass right here," Marcus whispered in his ear. Brian shivered and had to readjust his pants.

  Brian opened the door and climbed in. Marcus slid into the driver's seat and got them on the road to the pack grounds in short order. Before he knew it, they were climbing back out of the car.

  There were a couple of other cars in the parking lot. Neither of them were worried as they recognised which pack members they belonged to. Marcus unbuckled his heavy-duty belt. Brian hadn't noticed before, but his mate wasn't strapped, which meant Marcus had locked his gun away at home before he'd woken Brian. He hadn't heard a thing. Marcus popped the glass at the back of the car and stashed his belt inside, then closed it and locked the car. He took Brian's hand, and they headed into the woods.

  It didn't take them long to reach the pack clearing. Marcus led them off to the side, and they stopped at the base of a massive tree. Marcus finally let go of his hand and stepped back.

  "Time to get nekkid, baby." Marcus waggled his brows, and Brian laughed. He loved this man something shocking.

  "Love you, you big goof."

  "Love you too. Now drop 'em."

  "As you wish." Brian pulled his shirt off over his head with only minimal pain and dropped it at the base of the tree. He then undid his pants and kicked off his thongs.

  Brian soon stood stark naked, his chest still discoloured from the afternoon's activities. Marcus wasn't far behind him. Brian blew his mate a kiss, then stepped back. He called to the animal inside him. His wolf burst forth, happy to be free. Hair sprouted along his arms and legs, bones reshaped, and muscles contorted. Brian winced at the pain in his chest as his body morphed. Within a short space of time, Brian stood on all fours, grateful to be pain free.

  He yipped at Marcus, who also stood on all fours. He danced back and forth, happy to be in his animal form once again.

  Let's go.

  I'll follow you anywhere.

  I know.

  Marcus nuzzled Brian's neck for a moment before he turned and took off into the woods. Brian followed.

  He loved running with his mate. It was one of his true joys in life, apart from his family. Brian often had trouble believing how much his life had changed in the last four-and-a-half years since his car had broken down on the side of the road and Marcus had come to his rescue.

  Marcus?

  Yeah?

  You want to have another baby with me?

  Marcus slowed, and then stopped altogether. Brian followed his mate's movements and halted beside him. Marcus gazed intently at Brian.

  More than anything in this world.

  Really?

  Yes. I think the twins would make amazing big brothers to a little girl.

  You don't get to choose, you know.

  Marcus's amusement came through clearly. I know.

  Brian leaned in and licked his mate's muzzle. It was the closest they could get to kissing in animal form.

  I think the boys would make awesome big brothers as well.

  We'd best get to practicing, then.

  Brian laughed, although it came out more like a chuff.

  We're going to have another baby. Brian couldn't believe how happy that thought made him. Marcus nuzzled him for a little while, the pair of them happy at the decision they'd just come to.

  His mate stepped back suddenly and lifted his nose to the air. Brian copied his movements. That's when he scented it. A rabbit. Marcus looked at him briefly, his eyes shining, then took off in the direction of the scent.

  Brian followed but at a more sedate pace. He didn't want to get in the way and cause his mate to fail in his hunt. Marcus loved the hunt, and Brian wasn't about to spoil it for him. He slowed and sat down, deciding to wait for his man to come back with his prize.

  Brian didn't have to wait for long. He would have laughed if he could when Marcus came loping back through the trees. His mate was strutting his stuff, holding a dead rabbit firmly in his jaws.

  Look at you being all tough and macho.

  Marcus preened as he stopped in front of Brian. He dropped his kill on the ground at Brian's feet. Brian straightened his neck and licked at Marcus's jowls, happy and excited.

  Marcus licked him back then lay down and ate, sharing his kill with Brian. It wasn't much, but it was enough to tide them over for the rest of their run until they got home.

  Brian licked his chops when he'd finished and waited for Marcus to as well. They moved a little to the side and lay next to each other as they let their food digest.

  When they were ready, they got up and started out again, side by side, first at a walk, then running once again. Even though there had been other cars in the parking lot, Brian hadn't seen or heard anyone else. It was like he and Marcus were alone in the universe.

  Eventually they made their way back to the clearing, shifted, and dressed in silence.

  Marcus handed Brian the keys to the car and kissed his cheek.

  "Head back to the car and get in. I'll be along shortly."

  Brian looked at his mate curiously. "Is everything okay?"

  Marcus smiled. "Everything is fine." He swatted Brian on the ass, the sharp sting making him jump and rub his behind. "Off you go."

  Brian took off through the trees in the direction of the car. Marcus was still getting fully dressed as he left him. He unlocked the car and climbed into the passenger seat, his heart beating frantically as he closed the door. Brian looked around and noticed the other cars were gone. He and Marcus truly were alone out here.

  Brian's mind raced a mile a minute as he thought about what was about to happen. With that one slap, Marcus had told his mate everything he needed to know. His dick was certainly starting to take interest, and nothing had even happened yet.

  He jumped when the back glass opened.

  Eyes forward, baby.

  Brian wanted to see, but he did as he was told and sat with his eyes facing out the front. He could hear the rustle of clothes and what he thought was the belt being buckled into place. He heard more than one strap being tightened, which meant Marcus was going all out and had his leg straps in place as well, even though his holster was empty. Brian had to swallow or risk drooling.

  The closing of the glass had his heart rate notching up again as he sat in anticipation of what was about to happen.

  A sharp rap on his window had Brian jumping in his seat and snapping his neck to the left.

  "Yes, officer?" His voice cracked, and Brian cleared his throat.

  Brian felt Marcus's amusement at his reaction through their bond. Outwardly though, the man didn't show a hint of what he was feeling.

  "Step out of the car, sir."

  "Why, what did I do wrong?" Brian asked.

  "Just step out of the car." Marcus pulled the handle and opened the door wide. Brian got a good look at his mate standing there in his work uniform: the dark blue material covered with his vest, belt, and holster, and topped off with thick black boots. His mate looked fucking hot. Brian wanted to jump the man right then and there. Instead, he played along.

  "What have I done?" Brian asked again as he slid off the seat and to his feet.

  "Hands against the side of the car, please, legs spread."

  "I'm sorry, what?" Brian asked.

  "Don't argue with me, sir." Marcus took Brian's upper arm in a firm grip, not so tight that it actually hurt him but strong enough that Marcus led Brian where he wanted him.

  "Who are you?" Brian asked, putting a little quaver in his voice. Ohh. The scent of Marcus's arousal at his helpless tone had Brian internally high-fiving himself. "What do you want with me?"

  "I want you to place your hands on the side of the car and spread your legs," Marcus growled in his ear.

  "You'll never get away with this. My mate will come after you if you even think about laying a hand on me."

  Brian's hands were swiftly grabbed, and he was moved into the position Marcus wanted, face against the side of the SUV. Marcus slid his heavy boot in between Brian's legs and gently kicked his feet apart. The officer was plastered to Brian's back, the hard ridge of the man's cock pressed against Brian's ass. His fingers still tangled with Marcus's as he was held firmly in place.

  "I plan to do much more than just lay a hand on you," Marcus growled, then licked up the shell of his ear and took the lobe between his teeth, biting down.

  Brian groaned but put up a halfhearted fight. "Let me go. I haven't done anything wrong."

  "Really?" Marcus let one of Brian's hands go, but he didn't move it from where it was. Marcus trailed his hand up and along Brian's arm, then down his chest, stopping on the way to pinch Brian's nipple. Brian hissed and pushed back against the hard body behind him. Marcus worked his hand down Brian's body until it cupped his package.

  Brian groaned, and Marcus squeezed his bulge. Marcus chuckled in his ear. "See, you're not as innocent as you claim."

  "Am fucking too," Brian squeezed out between pants. Marcus chuckled as he fumbled with the fastening of Brian's shorts. "Hey, what do you think you're doing?" He struggled, trying to make Marcus work for it. Brian stilled immediately when Marcus brought his hand down on the left cheek of Brian's ass.

  "Be still," he growled. Brian obeyed.

  Cool air hit his hot dick as his pants slid to his ankles.

  "There's a good boy," Marcus murmured as he squeezed Brian's cheeks.

  "Screw you. My mate will kill you for touching me."

  "He has to find me first."

  Marcus let go of Brian and squatted behind him. Before Brian had even drawn breath to think, his checks were spread, and Marcus was lapping at his hole.

  "Oh holy fuck!" Brian cried out. He scrambled for purchase on the side of the car, but he couldn't find any.

  Instead, he flattened his hands against the windows and thrust his ass back to meet Marcus's invading tongue. Once again he could feel his mate's amusement through their connection. Marcus never stopped what he was doing though.

  Brian nearly shot his load when Marcus curled his hand around his dick and started stroking him. "Yes."

  Marcus's tongue was soon joined by two of his fingers, and Brian had trouble deciding if he should push back into the welcome invasion or thrust forward into the tight grip on his dick.

  Marcus. Can't hold out much longer. Brian's entire body felt like it was on fire. Little electric shocks travelled up and down his limbs; they all seemed to connect right to his balls, causing his dick to leak drops of pre-cum.

  Marcus pulled back, and Brian groaned in protest. "Shhh. Don't you worry now. I'll take good care of you."

  Brian nodded. He heard the rustling of clothes and the lowering of a zipper. He also heard the pop of a bottle of lube opening, and Brian wondered where the hell his mate had found that.

  Before he could ask, Marcus was once again pressing Brian against the side of the car. "Hike your left leg up."

  Brian did as instructed. Marcus wrapped an arm under his leg to help hold him in place. The flared head of Marcus's cock pressed against Brian's opening, then thrust home. His breath caught at the exquisite feel of his mate buried balls deep in his ass. His own cock ached with need, and if Brian hadn't been using his hands to hold himself up, he would have been going to town.

  Instead, all he could do was hold on as Marcus pounded into him from behind. The angle of his leg meant Marcus got deeper than he usually did. Brian cried out when Marcus hit his gland.

  There was a rustling from the trees behind them, and half a dozen birds took flight into the sky. Marcus didn't falter as he continued to thrust in and out of Brian's welcoming body. Brian's balls and dick ached, his body one giant nerve ending; he had trouble catching his breath.

  Marcus wrapped his fingers around Brian's dick, and that was all she wrote. Brian threw his head back and arched his back as his cock pulsed. Sharp canines pierced his skin at his neck. Brian was a goner.

  He thought he felt Marcus grip him tight as he slammed home one last time, but he really couldn't be sure. Time seemed to stand still for Brian as he floated in a semi-conscious state.

  When he finally came back to, Marcus had managed to get the front door open and had somehow manoeuvred them inside. Brian sat in Marcus's lap as they were still connected by the mating knot, yet another aspect of being a shifter that Brian loved. Even though they were still fully human, the knot extended and increased the pleasure between true-mate couples. Brian looked forward to the cuddling afterwards just as much as he looked forward to the sex beforehand.

  "That was… "

  Marcus laughed. "Yeah, it was."

  Brian licked his lips, trying to get moisture back in his mouth.

  "Please tell me we can do that again."

  "Most definitely. Although my pants are going to need a good wash. They have lube and cum on them."

  Brian couldn't help but giggle.

  "You better not go to work with them in that state."

  "Too fuckin' right." Marcus kissed Brian's neck on his mating mark. Brian shivered. The spot really had turned into an erogenous zone.

  "Don't worry, honey. I'll wash them for you."

  "Thank you, baby."

  "Marcus?"

  "Yeah, honey?"

  "Where did you get the lube from?"

  Marcus chuckled. "Promise not to tell anyone this?'

  Ohh… Brian was intrigued now.

  Marcus tightened his hold on Brian. "I replaced my gun with that small bottle from our bathroom cabinet before I woke you. I hid it in my holster."

  Brian burst into laughter. Marcus joined him.

  They sat there, Brian held securely in Marcus's arms. He couldn't think of anywhere he'd rather be right then.

  "Thank you for today," Brian whispered into the cooling dusk air.

  Marcus tightened his hold on Brian as they both thought about the events of the day.

  "It's my job, baby. It's what I do."

  "I know. And I don't thank you enough for it."

  Marcus kissed Brian's neck again. "I don't need thanks. I just need you and the boys to come home to every night."

  "You have us. Ain't nothing going to take us away from you." As much as today scared him and brought home exactly what it meant to be mated to a cop, Brian wouldn't have Marcus any other way. As Marcus said, it was who he was.

  "Love you." Brian turned his head and leaned in to kiss his mate.

  Love you too.

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