Soulmate Loyalty Couple Tattoos Novels & Stories

My blood ran cold. That totem was identical to the unique mark on Rocco's chest, the one that represented our eternal Mate Bond. Only true mates received such a mark—a symbol of blended souls, a lifelong promise. And now, she had tattooed it onto her own skin. And Rocco had allowed it. I put down my phone and called the pack's tattoo artist. "Luna Caterina? It's so late. Is everything alright?" Samuel, the artist, sounded exhausted. "Samuel, I need to book an appointment for a tattoo removal."

But as time went on and as my love for her grew, not looking at other women and not lusting on anyone but my mate became natural. The Claddagh symbol is such an important part of our Irish culture. When Kayleigh and I switched Claddagh rings to signify that we are to be each other’s only lovers, I also told her that I got the Claddagh tattoo around the base of my cock to signify that she owned me and my cock even before we became lovers. She still doubts that story but she’ll find out that it’s the truth once she gets her wolf and learns that we are fated mates. “That’s right, baby. Take as much as you can inside your mouth.” I continue to buck lower body in and out of her mouth. I know she’

I wanted this tattoo to represent both parts of him, and that's why I asked Madeline to draw his wolf's eyes blue. I wanted to do something special for Jarek, and what more special could be than to have his wolf as a tattoo on my body? I want to reveal my tattoo when we will take the next step and complete our mate bond. This tattoo will be a symbol of my love and loyalty not only towards him but his wolf as well. Closing my eyes, I think about Jarek tuning out the pain as Madeline starts working on the tattoo. It is not going to be a big tattoo, just a medium-sized one on my nape. But it requires a lot of details, so it will take some time to finish.

I flip through the pages, coming to the part of soulmates. Lycans are blessed with a soulmate mark on their skin, their perfect match to ensure both their individual happiness and the continuity of the race. A Lycan mates for life, and once one of the partners passes and the mark fades, the other follows soon, for they are one and the same.

"We're mates, baby. It means we belong together." Noreen noticed the small tattoo behind Thiery's ear: a black moon in the center of a circle of standing wire. She felt behind her own ear. "That tattoo?" Noreen asked. "My mark? I don't even remember anything about it." Thiery's face darkened, just for a moment. "I got this tattoo after I tried to find you, but to no avail. This black moon represents your bite. The circle of barbed wire symbolizes loyalty and the promise that I will protect my mate, and overall, this tattoo represents my oath as a leader to guard and protect my pack and my mate. You."

“A waxing gibbous.” “So, you’re the center,” Bill muttered. “There are many types of mate bonds. Usually, when a large group are mates, they share the same tattoo. But when one person has a 'filling' tattoo that completes the tattoos of the other members, it means that person can have more than one mate.” “Or has the right to choose one of them and reject the rest,” Leo murmured. Clearly, as an Alpha Leader, he didn't relish the idea of sharing a mate with others.

The mate bond, already strong, erupted into a supernova of feeling. The gold mark on my chest burned hot. On her chest, her own mark answered. The silver lines on her arms blazed, not just light, but color, shimmers of blue and gold winding through the silver. They settled into her skin, no longer just glowing marks, but permanent, intricate tattoos. A story of her life, her pain, and now, her love, written on her skin. As I rocked into her, I could feel our magic intertwining, her warmth, her essence, her soul becoming one with mine. The power we created together was incredible. It filled the room, it filled the house, and if I wasn’t careful, I feared it might fill the world.

She asked, gazing at me in contempt. “She's not a stray, Selene. We have a bond." Kael replied. I was lost. I had no idea what that meant. Selene gasped and stepped back, “That's not possible." She suddenly grabbed my hands and pulled up my sleeves before I could react. Right there was a tattoo on my wrist, something I'd never seen before. “The half moon bond." She breathed. Kael showed his own tattoo, the same mark now on his wrist too. "I've found my mate.”

He motioned to them. “These ribbons are intertwined as symbols of their commitment and loyalty to each other and the love they have for each other. These ribbons are tied to join the hearts of each couple, these mates promise and swear to love, cherish, and commit to each other for the rest of their days. They promise and swear to love and adore each other as their bond and love grows and strengthens. Do you all promise and swear by these vows?” He asked.

I rubbed my finger over that one, and I smiled. As I continued tracing his tattoos, I heard a low, gravelly, voice, “Do you like that one?” I looked down and realized I was still rubbing my finger over the bear and the wolf, “I do love it.” He kissed the top of my head, “It represents the two of us.” I smiled, “So you really wanted us to be mates?” He nodded, “Definitely. I don’t know what I would’ve done if we hadn’t been mates. You’ve always been beautiful and I always loved how funny and easy going you are.” I smiled, “You are so sweet, but I really need to use the bathroom.” He let me go and I ran to the bathroom.