Prophesy 2 – The Bringer of Wrath Read online A.E. Via (King & Alpha #2)

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: 101
Estimated words: 94234 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
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Alek sat up and hugged Bell to him. That scar would forever be a reminder of how close his mate had come to death. He tilted his head back and let Bell seek out his mouth, opening and allowing him to explore him deeply. His mate loved kissing him. Loved when Alek groaned loudly and sucked hard on his lip, and especially loved when their tongues met then dragged over each other.

“Alek.” Bell ground his ass down on him, those tight cheeks nestling his cock right in the middle.

Oh fuck. Alek took over Bell’s movements, rocking him back and forth, adding a sharp thrust when he pulled him forward. He dropped his head and stared down at their hips rocking wantonly together, keeping the rhythm slow and lazy. Alek wanted to let this go on forever. But they didn’t have that long. Not over here. Alek wanted to take Bell in his bed where everything around them was familiar. They were on high alert here. He couldn’t get lost in a mate haze. Alek slowed the kiss to a stop, but Bell wasn’t having it. He went after Alek’s mouth, wrapping both arms around his head and pulling him back to him. “Don’t stop.”

“You know how much I want this.” Alek hissed when Bell raked his sharp fangs across his jaw. “Ugh, god, you know I fuckin’ do. But, I… I want it to be right. Let me take you home first.”

Bell pressed forward as if Alek wasn’t speaking a language he understood. They kissed some more, Alek having a hard time refusing what Bell was so desperately offering. He wanted to be claimed. How the hell did he say no to that?

“I’m yours, Aleksei. I want to submit to you right now,” Bell urged, gripping handfuls of Alek’s hair, pulling his head towards his throat.

Alek’s chest rumbled when Bell threw his head back, letting it loll to the side, exposing a long pulsing vein. He licked a long path up that slender neck, sucking a deep red mark beneath Bell’s ear lobe.

“Bite.” Bell snarled.

“Soon, baby. I promise. But not here. Not like this.” Alek put some distance between them, noting Bell’s disappointment, but he’d forgive him when he saw what Alek had planned back at his little cabin in the mountains. A bed of fur blankets in front of a blazing fire, fragrant flowers, champagne, and lots of uninterrupted privacy. He’d show Bell the type of mating he—

The air was knocked out of him as Bell used his enhanced strength to drive Alek’s back to the bed, and pinned him with one hand to his chest. Bell’s eyes flashed with energy, right before he used his other hand to yank Alek’s head to the side, forcing the baring of his throat then dove down and clamped his teeth over his jugular.

Alek froze. His hands at his sides, his chest heaving.

Bell held him there, not moving, his teeth not breaking skin but regardless, the bite wasn’t a teasing one… it was a challenging one.

Alek could feel Wolf’s dislike and his urge to show Belleron who the real alpha was and who’d be doing the claiming. It took an extreme amount of control and effort for Alek not to do what came instinctively. With his jaw tight enough to snap, Alek ground out through clenched teeth. “You tell whoever told you do this, that it was very ill-advised.”

Bell still had his teeth on Alek’s throat, and the slight growl and shake he added to the bite had Alek flipping his mate to his back and shredding his expensive night wear with a few quick swipes of his claws. Bell gasped, as Alek stared down at his naked body on display and the predatory way he was glaring at him.

There were two things that were certain in Bell’s mind at the moment. One—Wrath had set him up big time. He’d said Bell’s bite would get Alek revved to go, but he surely never told him that biting him in that manner during his mate-lust would be a direct challenge. And two—he was certain that Alek was about to devour and claim him.

“You like to do things dangerously, don’t you, Belleron.” Alek’s voice was laced with possessiveness and control. He leaned in and pressed his forehead against Bell’s jaw, nudging him aggressively, “Your challenge is accepted.”

Oh gods. That was not what he was going for at all. Bell swallowed the lump of nerves when Alek dug his blunt nails into his thighs, spreading them wide, taking his time while he surveyed every inch of his body. Bell wasn’t sure if he’d ever catch his breath again as his pulse pounded erratically. Alek appeared to be in control, but the hungry gleam was still present in his pale blue eyes. Bell slowly began to lift his hand, wanting to touch Alek’s sweaty chest, but his wrist was gripped and forced back to his side.


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