29 Twenty Five (1/2)

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Zaccheus POV

His mate voice still rang in his ears like a Mátra when she said his past doesn't define him. He had done some gruesome things in the past that he didn't regret or felt remorse. He strived for pain and fear, he liked the scent emitted because they brought satisfaction to his beasts. He liked to drench himself in enemy blood to feel complete but now his little mate changed his life.

He was scared that his little mate would be disgust or reject him but he was surprised when she hugged him with his little arms. Sometimes he was afraid to crush her whenever he pulled her into a bear hug.

He stilled remember how his father always manipulated his young self. He became a machine gun, destruction being. After he had changed to his beasts, his father had him locked up for a month without food or water. He was starved to the brick of sanity, his mind was played with even when he told Alec to bit him because he wanted his father approval but all was in vain.

The abuse intensified that his body was immune to any poison and his beasts were agitated by the solitude until they broke free in the cell. They went after their father for his blood only to hide behind their beautiful mother.

When their mother was attacked by the rogues, they lost themselves to darkness and killed almost everyone around him til he killed his father and used his blood to designed the floor.

He arrived at the throne being the faithful and just king but that didn't stop him from killing those who betrayed him. Those who mocked abused and bullied him. He had fun playing with their mate bond and blood ties.

He wiped also all the witches and await for his grandfather's head but that man kept his head well. He still waited for the day he would play with his head.

He felt an unfathomable joy when his mate responded that she loved his cold heart after telling her how gruesome he was. Accepting him without nothing. He was afraid she would reject him and he vowed to do anything to make her stay even though it if she wanted his heart.

He hurled his mate up impatiently as she wrapped her tiny legs around his waist excitedly. He stared at her chocolate orbs and growled to himself, ”all mine” before he plucked his tongue in hers. He ravished her mouth, exploring every detail in her mouth, nibbling and biting her lips softly not to draw blood. Her moan excited his beasts as they felt the need to sink their teeth in her delicate neck to mark her and show the world that she was theirs. His fangs throbbed in need to stake his claim. He released her mouth quickly, turning his face to the other side, breathing softly to calm himself.

”Just a little time” he muttered to himself.

”What happened,” his mate melodic voice spoke with worries while touching his biceps to ease his need but it only intensified it and his beasts were not helping.

”Do you want to mark me now?” she asked as she traced her little hand to his jaw in a simple act but the effect in his body was tenfold which made him groaned.

A simple act yet millions of reactions.

”Just let's stop for tonight, I want to make the marking memorable,” he said, pecking her nose while she wrinkled her nose and hit his chest gently.

Their clothes were drenched with rain because of the sadness he felt earlier. He carried his little mate to the tent in a long stride as he murmured some spell and lit up the tent, warming it up.

He turned his back, giving her the privacy to change into his cloth while he was having an internal battle with his beasts.

”Why turning when we have seen it before and will soon see all” Ryk disapproved bitterly.

”Yeah, but we have to give her privacy for now because she's not fully ours...”Ryn said, only to be interrupted by a panic Ryl.

”She's not ours? ” he whimpered softly.

”Shut up fool, she's ours”Ryk scowled.

”Both of you are stupid, I mean she's not ours yet, you didn't let me finish my sentence before you interrupt me!” Ryn admonished sternly.

”But why can't we mark and mate her not? ” Ryl whined while Ryk snorted before responding.

”Because we have to wait till she fully accepts us” Ryn replied, going back to its place.

”I can't wait to pound that little jewel of hers as she would scream my name in pure ecstasy and pleasure then.... ”the King groaned feeling the raging boner getting harder under Ryk speech.

”You aren't helping,” Zaccheus said while Ryk smirk slyly, sending a mental image to Zaccheus which made Zaccheus throw himself inside the cold sea. He sighed as the cold water seeped into his boxer than the junior brother.

He swam to the extreme end, feeling the junior brother getting soft by the laps he was having but the little brother rise back a little when it heard their mate soft voice, calling to them like a siren to the pirates.

”OH no,” he shook his head before answering his mate.

His little mate wasn't helping when she came out of the tent on his white shirt which reached her mid-thigh and was transparent.

I don't think, I can use the night without trying to pounce on her, he groaned internally, looking at the little brother who stood proud and arrogant.

”Are you okay there, won't you get cold under the water?” she asked worriedly while he laughed.

”Heart, it's like you are forgotten I'm a supernatural being with a regulate temperature” he smirked, swimming to the far ends before swimming back to her.