Prophesy 2: The Bringer of Wrath (The King & Alpha 2)

Alek smoothed his hand over Bell’s long hair then kissed him reverently. He took a relaxed breath and opened his eyes, “I love you too, baby.” Alek poured all the adoration he felt for his mate into their unbreakable link. “I chased you to the other side of the world for this. You’re everything to me, Bell.”

Bell’s sharp inhale made Alek smile. It was amazing to have this connection with Bell now. Anytime, anywhere, on or under the earth, they could feel each other. Never again would he have to search for his mate.

“Aleksei,” Bell sighed.

His voice sound wonderful, like a sexy melody in his head. “Yes.” Alek eased out halfway, his dick still three-quarters solid and dripping.

“My gods. Unnnnnnnnh.” Bell straightened his legs and Alek drove in at another angle, loving the sensual noises Bell wasn’t shy of making.

“That good?” Alek groaned, already knowing the answer, his cock extra- sensitive. “Want some more?”

“Yes.” Bell didn’t hesitate.

Alek pulled out just enough so he could flip Bell over. He couldn’t believe how striking his mate looked after a thorough fuck. His tresses were thick and wild spread across the white sheet. Bell’s face was flushed a faint, peach color, his stern features softened and open. Alek almost came undone when Bell’s lids lowered and a serene smile tugged at his parted lips.

Fuck. Alek’s cock thickened more, and he wasted no time plunging back inside, Bell’s back arching when he bottomed out. From that second on it was as if they were making up for lost time. Alek wasn’t sure if his rhythm was on point on not, but the way Bell was crying and moaning his name, he didn’t feel the need to switch it up.

Oh shit. Alek growled, dipping to kiss Bell hard on his slack mouth. He flicked his tongue inside, running the flat of it along one of those sharp fangs. “Damn, baby,” he said after Bell finished sucking the appendage, then piercing him shallowly along his collarbone, lapping at the trickles of blood that ran down his chest. It was all so erotic and long overdue. Bell continued to graze him, ejecting his elixir as he sucked passionate marks along Alek’s throat. It wasn’t long before he was groaning at the onslaught of another powerful orgasm.

Alek inhaled deeply. He thought that he’d craved Bell’s scent before they mated, but his new fragrance was driving him insane. His mate smelled just like him, mixed with lemon and oranges and a woodsy plant that Alek loved that grew near his cabin. A mixture of all the scents he associated with home. Peace.

Bell gripped Alek’s shoulders and pulled him close. He knew what Bell wanted, could feel it as much as he felt his own desires. He wanted Alek to cover him and cloak him with his scent. He wasn’t the only one getting turned on by the smell of their new DNA. Bell wanted to bite him and feed while Alek fucked him long and good. Yes, he could sense it all. He went up onto his elbows and tilted his head, while driving deep inside Bell’s slickness. With his face buried in the side of Bell’s head, he got lost in the wildness of all that hair as Bell pierced his artery with as much grace and precision as the first time, making it so goddamn good.

“Yes, drink.” Alek grunted, snapping his hips in tempo with Bell’s sucking. It was remarkable how amazing Bell could make that feel. Alek’s dick throbbed and hardened to its full girth so fast it made his head dizzy… or was that his mate-lust?

“You taste so good, beloved. I love you so much. I need you so much.” Bell’s voice cracked, sounding tortured as he started to suck desperately, clinging to Alek’s neck. The alpha in Alek roared to the forefront. He’d give his mate all that he needed, always. And fuck if Alek’s blood didn’t pump harder, faster.

He wanted to prolong their orgasms and enjoy being between Bell’s toned thighs and face-to-face. But once Bell started sucking on his neck as if he was starving, he knew he was done. The second nut was just as good as the first. He yelled Bell’s name, both of his hands weaving into that long mane and clutching while Bell kept pumping his blood to the surface and draining him of the intense pressure, just before it drove him crazy. He came some more when Bell’s cock—untouched—began shooting his seed in between them, filling the room with a potent aroma that intoxicated him. Their grinding bodies rubbed the come into their skin. Bell moaned in sweet agony, slowing his drinking but not stopping, all while he ground against Alek’s pelvis.

Alek was spent, his cock twitching still snug inside Bell’s channel. He wasn’t sure he could move, but then when he thought about it, he didn’t want to. Bell’s fangs oh-so-slowly retracted from his throat, causing another satisfying shudder to run down his spine. He could feel Bell’s satisfaction all the way through. His mate was drunk from their lovemaking, lying plaint under him, his legs splayed and his arms loose at his sides, making Alek feel real damn good about himself.