Elijah: The Vampire King (The Hybrid Series) Book 8

Chapter 12: Second Mate

(s****l Content)

One Year Later

Jasper

I was getting my c**k sucked off by this pretty little vampire named Christie, whom I met a few months ago, she was passing through on the road to Volterra, running from an abusive husband. She moved in here, and she was practically begging me to stay with me and help out around the house as payment. I didn't want to have s*x with her, but one night after a drunk night, she ended up in my bed and remained. We started to grow feelings for each other, so we decided to stay together, as I was a bachelor and I could support a family if the occasion arose. We weren't day walkers, so we stayed inside until sundown; everyone heard about what happened in Dartmouth Kingdom, King Aidan was double-crossed and killed. King Roman had started laying down laws to control everyone, but everyone knew that King Elijah was not a pushover. So, rumor has it, that he sent a wolf as a peace offering to mate with Prince Piot, who was very close to Elijah.

I had always liked the sound of that name when I heard about the King; I never met him in person, but always saw him from a distance and felt drawn to him and the Palace. I had to plan to visit, as it can be a tourist attraction in some areas, but I was offered a job by one of the generals to help repair the bunkers for his army. I would be paid handsomely, and maybe Christie wouldn't have to work in the future; I could mate her and start a family. I was taken out of my thoughts as Christine kissed me and I flipped her and started to bury my c**k; she was wet, and I loved every moment of our intimate time together. Our moans echo in the room; it smells of s*x, and I feel her claws on my back as I feel her juices on my c**k. She called my name, and I bit down, drinking from her as she started to shake from her orgasm. She bit me back, feeling the pleasure it brought, and I emptied my seed in her womb; we lay there wrapped up in each other before drifting off to sleep.

I woke up to a loud bang at my door, and Christie said, "The sun has gone down," and I kissed her, saying, "I have work, I will get the potion to remove your mark and your former mate won't find you." She kissed me and wanted to make me a sandwich, and the banging got louder. I yelled, "Coming," going out of the bedroom to get the door; I opened the door to a strange man, and he said, "Sorry to bother you, Sir, but I am looking for a young woman with gray eyes, auburn hair, about 5'3 in height, and slim in stature." I knew this was Christie's husband, and I said, "I haven't seen her," and he said, "Of course, thank you," but when he turned to walk away, a strong wind blew, and he smelled her on me; he attacked me, yelling, "She is mine." We ended up outside fighting, and the rain started to fall; Christine yelled at us to stop, and I backed away from him. I turned to go comfort Christine and get some rope; I hugged her, and she screamed, alerting me to her husband behind me.

I pushed her out of the way as he stabbed me in the side, and I screamed in pain, but I held on to him, ripping his head off with what strength I had, and then I saw black. I woke up in a cell with Christine next to me, and I asked, "Where are we?" She said, "We were arrested, my husband works for the crown in the next town, so his death needs to be investigated," and I looked at her, saying, "We will tell the truth, hopefully, the King is a fair man." She hugged me and lay next to me on the cot; my side was fully healed, and we tried to cheer each other up, but I could sense her fear. I said, "It's going to be okay, love," and she buried her head in my chest, crying; I asked, "What are you not telling me?" She explained she was sold to him for her family's debt, and he was going to kill her family if she didn't return, but her mother told her to keep running and not look back, and I said, "No, he won't, he is dead, and we will tell the King about this," and she hugs me.

*****

Elijah

After spending time with Marie, I was summoned to deal with a case where one of our Lords from a little town over was killed by a commoner. Kolie was in Volterra, and Piot was handling the situation, but he asked me to attend because, from what he says, there seems to be something bigger going on. Marie decided to join me as she doesn't attend court often because it was not required of her, but she wanted us to rule equally, and I loved that about her. She was always thinking about the less fortunate; I loved her so much, and it was different than when I was with past exes. My mother had returned from her long stay in the human world, and I had told her about Aidan's demise; she was shocked that Roman had double-crossed him. She told me about how great Amara was doing and how she was living with her human husband; apparently, she got married, blending in with human society.

Speaking of Roman, he is trying to have our treaties enforced as if Piot's mating wasn't enough; he wants something from me, and I will handle that at a later date. Marie and I decided to head over to the throne room as I instructed the guard to have the prisoners sent up; Piot was arguing with his mate, Kenna. I smile because they are always at it; he was stronger-headed, and so was she, and her being a wolf did not help matters. Piot and I decided I would tell Lauren the truth when she is older and can keep the secret that I was her biological father, but as of right now, she loves him, and he is the apple of his eye. Piot caught up to us, and we went inside the room; he said, "Sorry about that, Kenna is pregnant," snatching a glass of blood, straight pulling it like it was his last drink.

Marie said, "Congrats," he looked pale and worried and said, "What if she betrays the crown? I didn't want to have a family with her, at least not yet with everything so messed up," and Marie slapped him around his head and said, "Give her the benefit of the doubt, she is your mate, Piot, chosen or not." We both looked at Marie and smiled because she always kept us grounded, and Piot calmed down; she said, "You should talk to Kenna." I told him, "Piot, I don't think she was working for Roman, but we can be cautious, give her a chance," and then I started to feel uneasy. I saw Marie's eyes as we tried to focus, and then we saw him; he was holding a woman's hand, he was handsome, and looked at me, then at Marie. He knew, and I smiled, walking towards him, but Marie kept staring at him; she linked me, "He is our third Elijah, who is that woman on his arm?"

We offered them a seat, shocking everyone; Piot handed me the report, and I tore it up, saying, "Tell me what happened," and I couldn't keep my eyes off this man, whose name I now know was Jasper. He gave his version of events, then Christie, I told Piot, "Release them and have Lord Clarkson investigated; this blackmailing and abuse will not be tolerated in my Kingdom." I looked at Jasper walking out after sending him to clean up and have a meal before linking him, "I know you know, we need to talk."

*****

Piot

I went back to my quarters after handling the case that Elijah would fill me in on later, about why he was acting so strange around the couple. Kenna was on the bed crying, and I stood there because I had never heard her cry before; she had a bag packed, and I walked over to her. She looked at me with red eyes, saying, "I will not kill my pup, I would go back home before I do, I'm sorry that I got pregnant, I know you hate me because of my fath......," placing he hand over her mouth. I looked at her, catching the last sentence, and asked, "Who is your father?" She said, "It doesn't matter," and got up to leave; I grabbed her hand, and she looked at me, and I rested my hand on her stomach, and she cried, whispering, "Please, don't hurt my pup," and I was confused. I said, "Kenna, I would never hurt our pup despite the arguments that we have; I could never lay a hand on a woman unless in a battle or life-and-death situation."

I rested my forehead against hers and said, "I am sorry, I made you feel unwelcome, but given the circumstances that we were forced to mate, I had my doubts." She said, "I have fallen in love with you, Piot; I know, I am not easy to deal with, but I want to be a good wife and mate, make you proud of me." I wiped her tears, lifted her chin toward me, and planted a kiss on her lips; she kissed back, as our kisses intensified. We ended up on the bed, taking each other's clothes off; I will admit she has a beautiful body, and she was a virgin when we first mated, which shocked me since being associated with Roman, but she was young too, barely twenty when she came to me. I looked into her eyes as I was burying my c**k deep, seeing her face contort with pleasure, her firm, perky breasts were a sight to see as they bounced with each thrust.

I knew she loved my c**k as she tried to stifle her moans, but I told her to let them out as she got louder; the slapping of skin echoed in the room with our loud moans. Our sweaty bodies collide, and I look at my c**k soaking with her juices as I thrust in and out of her, a beautiful sight to see as her toes curl. I knew she was on the verge of cuming as I sped up my thrusting to c*m with her; after our intense session, we lay on the bed, cuddled up with each other as the fireplace heated the room from the cold, it was winter. She said, "I hope to give you a son since you already have a daughter," and I smiled, kissing the top of her head, feeling the tingles from our bond intensify. I thought about what we talked about earlier, and I asked her again, "Who is your father?" She kissed my chest as I got hard again, knowing another round would suffice, and she whispered, "My father is King Roman."