Adalind discovered that when Nick got jealous, she got rough sex.

The way he touched her often reflected his moods. When it was a hard case that left him drained emotionally, he would hold her tenderly, caress her skin, slowly. Take his time, brush his lips over the column of her throat, kissing her gently, moving his lips over hers just to feel, and not to claim.

When he had a good day, a case that was easily handled, no one got hurt, or he had to sit at his desk all day doing paperwork, which left him with a lot of pent up energy, Nick was playful. He would tease and tickle her, nip and bite gently on her flesh, growl and nuzzle energetically between her breasts. Nick was the only man to make her orgasm while laughing.

But when he was jealous, Nick got very possessive. He would hold her tight, press firmly all over her body, would graze his teeth over every inch of her. He would bury his hand into her hair, keeping control, positioning her in any way he wanted. He was dominate, demanding. Every bit the powerful warrior his bloodline made him to be.

Adalind loved every way Nick touched her. She was never left unsatisfied. But, sometimes, a woman just wanted to be taken by the man she loves. For him to lay claim to her, to be assured that she belonged to him.

Sure, Nick was a gentleman, and would never say he owned her, but sometimes Adalind wished Nick would act like he did.

She may have gotten her powers back, but the grimm had taken the hexenbiest that night at the ruins. And upon that part of her returning, the hexenbiest had decided that since the grimm had conquered her, she now belonged to him.

Primal nature though it was, Adalind couldn't help giving into it every once in awhile.

Sometimes she wanted to make Nick jealous just so that he would reassert his claim on her.

She wondered if she was wrong for thinking like that, or if there were any other women who wanted their men to be a little barbaric sometimes.

"Have you ever made Monroe jealous on purpose, just so he would get possessive of you." Adalind asked Rosalee one afternoon while they were having lunch together.

The fuchsbau smiles a little wickedly. "Sometimes. I love him more than anything, but there are times when my husband tends to treat me like one of his antique time pieces, and I need to remind him that he is a blutbad, and is supposed to be laying claim to his mate." She then asks Adalind, "I take it you have to do the same thing with Nick."

The hexenbiest nods,"He's always very passionate, but I wonder if he understands that I won't break, or get scared."

"Nick see's you as the mother of his child. He holds you with a reverence high above everything else. Even his own desires."

Adalind smiles. "I know. It's one of the reasons I fell in love with him. I've never had anyone make me feel so cherished. But,,,"

"But that other side of him can be very sexy, and you want him to let it loose from time to time." Rosalee stated knowingly.

Adalind blushed a little, and nodded.

Rosalee sighs. "It is an issue women have had since the beginning of time. The whole madonna/whore complex. We either get treated like we're pure and innocent virgins, or we get treated like our bodies are for other's to use as they will. I think it's because men are so basic, they can't understand how complex a woman can be."

"I had always thought being with a grimm would mean rough and wild sex, all the time, every time. Hexenbiests like to talk about what they would do if they ever got a chance to spend a night with a grimm. For most it's just talk, knowing full well that one night could be their last, but still can't help but wondering,,,"

"If grimms offer a little something extra? Yeah, I think all wesen have wondered. My friends and I would have slumber parties and the topic would come up. A couple of my friends said it could never happen because grimm immediately kill any wesen they come across. Of course, with Nick, we know that's not true, but back then, we thought grimms were the scariest thing out there."

Adalind smiled. "I always thought so too. Nick has changed so many things for me. I can honestly say it never occurred to me growing up that I would fall in love with a grimm, that we would be in a loving relationship, have a family, happily living together."

"And I never would have guessed that I would be married to a blutbad. A weider one at that. Life through the both of us for a loop."

The two women shake their heads and smile at the strange turn of events their lives had taken.