Prophesy Read online A.E. Via (King & Alpha #1)

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, M-M Romance, Paranormal, Romance, Vampires Tags Authors: Series: The King & Alpha Series by A.E. Via
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Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 76282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
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Wick instinctively used his flash speed, appearing against Justice’s body in the blink of an eye. Pressing his cool chest against that warm, solid one. He didn’t pounce, pausing instead to savor this moment. Justice licked his lips, their similar heights allowing them to look each other dead in the eye.

“I’m going to have to get used to that.” Justice slowly brought his hand up and pushed a few pieces of jet-black hair behind Wick’s ear. “You’re very fast.”

“You’re faster.” Wick was marveling, staring back at Justice. His voice only gust of breath when he answered.

“I’m fast on four legs, not two.”

That was all Justice said before he leaned in and claimed Wick’s lips. A dominating, wide mouth covered his own, Justice’s thick tongue pushing inside for his first taste. They both moaned loud enough to send things scurrying as Wick pressed in close, craving more of that intense heat. He let Justice have his way, let him know he wanted Justice in charge. He didn’t know when that part of him had emerged. Wick was always the final word, the ruler. Now the king had an alpha.

“Open,” Justice growled against Wick’s mouth, demanding he let more of him in.

Wick did as he was told. Wanting to receive as much as his Beloved would give him and more. Their mouths paired seamlessly, just like everything else. Wick clutched at Justice like a drowning man reaching for a raft, his mate was so delicious. Groaning and licking at every crevice of each other, Wick’s cock started to leak onto the forest floor. All parts of him wanted to connect with the big shifter. Wick couldn’t refuse Justice and it appeared his mate couldn’t refuse him either, because Justice’s blood was pumping so strong now, Wick could hear it. Flowing, pounding.

“I will make this amazing for you. Just like you made my first shift amazing for me.” Wick’s gums burned as his fangs descended dramatically.

Scared or nervous were not words he would use to describe how he felt when he saw Wick’s already sharp canines drop into impressive two-inch fangs.

Immensely stimulated were better words. Without thought, Justice took his tongue and drug it slowly along one sharp, white tooth. As if a tidal wave flooded him, he suddenly needed Wick to bite him more than he needed oxygen. He had to release all the built-up pressure he felt in his body. He was beginning to think that if he didn’t let Wick feed from him soon, his blood was going to burst out of his veins. Wick hadn’t moved, as if he was waiting for Justice to be the initiator. Well, not this time. Justice had met Chadwick Bentley the King, he’d met Wick the man, he’d even met his fierce protector, but Justice had yet to meet the vampire and he wanted to the full experience.

“Take what’s yours,” Justice provoked, tilting his head back and to the side. His wolf didn’t react to the vulnerable position. This was his mate. Justice was so crazy turned on his body buzzed with excitement. He prayed he’d sit still through the bite long enough to satisfy his mate because after Wick was sated, Justice would make him his.

Wick burrowed against Justice’s neck for a while, only lightly kissing and flicking his tongue against the tickling drops of sweat that rolled down his throat. “Chadwick.” Justice put one hand on the back of Wick’s head, digging his fingers into the damp black strands, while he wrapped the other around his narrow waist.

“You’re cold,” Justice murmured. His lust-drugged brain trying to keep up with what his mate needed. He pulled Wick in tighter, enveloping him in his body heat. “I’ll keep you warm.”

Wick hummed beautifully, then grazed the tip of one fang over Justice’s Adam’s apple.

“Go on, baby,” Justice soothed, gently guiding Wick’s smooth lips to a sensitive spot just below his earlobe.

He felt Wick open his mouth, and warm, moist breath touch his skin right before his world was tilted on its axis. Justice had never felt anything like the extreme pleasure. Not even the piercing of his skin was uncomfortable. It all came together in the form of something magical. Wick moaned against his throat as he began to suck in long, drawn-out pulls. Swallowing mouthfuls. The blood leaving him was such a relief, like letting out an enormous belch. Except, this feeling was affecting him much lower than his stomach. Justice pressed his aching dick against Wick’s groin, suddenly wanting that friction to add to the vast sensations overtaking him. He wanted so badly he could hardly see straight.

“Damn. Feels so good, Wick. Take as much as you need.” The relief was overwhelming. Justice held Wick’s head in place, his hips pumping on their own. “Don’t stop.”

“Beloved. You taste so good. Nothing compares.”

Justice’s wolf was calm and content while his mate was tended to, even preening at Wick’s praise. Wick was strong, especially when he was feeding, holding Justice in a vise-like grip. Once the initial urgency was gone and only desire remained, Justice reclined, pulling Wick with him, keeping his head turned high to the heavens, giving his mate full access. Justice felt their link, their bond, get even stronger. He felt Wick’s fulfillment, that he was no longer plagued by hunger. Wick moaned and grunted but he stayed focused, careful of what he was doing and Justice respected the hell out of that. He hadn’t even known Wick pulled his fangs out, not until he felt his slick tongue gliding over the sensitive area. Erotically sensitive area. Even the thought of it made Justice want to come. Was this Wick’s mate bite? He didn’t have a chance to ask because Wick was already dozing off in the crux of Justice’s neck.


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