As soon as the pace sped up, the wolf shot up. Those hands that were on his chest were moved to his shoulders as he wrapped his arms around the demon. Moving with him, he bounced his hips up to meet the pace, encouraging and even demanding from it. He had no idea why it was a demon who had become his new mate, his new pack, but he had. And that was really all that mattered.

Surging forward, he kissed him again, claiming his lips as his own as they moved in a hurried and heated dance together. The edge was there, he could sense it. All they had to do was send themselves toppling over the edge of it.