Mated To Him

Six

Chapter 6

Zaccheus

"I think I'm fainting." he heard his mate say and fell to the ground. He changed abruptly and yelled for the beta female, "avivit!"

"Princess, please open your eyes," he whispered, caressing his mate's cheeks. He checked her pulse and sighed in relief that she was breathing softly.

"Where's the damn beta female. Someone get her for me," he yelled while the servants were trembling.

As the thunder was striking, the rain fell heavily because the king was angry at himself and sad. He was mad because he caused his mate to faint.

"My King," Avivit entered urgently and bowed her head in submission and fear. She didn't want to reel the King's beasts to unleash.

"Check, what happened to her?" he commanded.

She walked forward and then touched her forehead to feel her soul. "She's sleeping, for now, sir, " she replied softly before she continued, "but she might have a concussion." She said and moved away quickly.

The King sat beside his mate and caressed her hands while humming her a poem his mom used to hum for him when he was young.

«Brighter than the moon

Lighter than the sun

It's my love for you

You are my light

You are my savior

You came to me

And make my day

Shine

My day, bright.»

"Our mate is beautiful," Ryl whispered adorably.

"Yeah, mother was right; that mate will be our savior," Ryn responded softly.

"I love her already, and she has enchanted and captured me. I'm hers, and I shall worship where she walks on because she's my Queen." Ryl vowed while Ryk snickered loudly.

"She looks like a goddess," Ryk said while Ryl nodded vehemently.

"I can't wait to taste her lips; her lips look delicious." Ryk groaned.

"You don't know more than sexual innuendo." Ryl tsked.

"Are you just knowing?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

"All of you are immature." the King chuckled.

"I can't wait to mate with her," Ryk said.

"Me too, It has been a long," Ryn replied.

The door was knocked, and beta came inside.

"What!" The King asked tiredly.

"The witches have arrived; they are waiting for you in the throne room." he conveyed his message.

"Can I speak? Not as a lower rank but as a family and friend?" he asked timidly because he knew the King's beasts were at bay. The King grunted.

"Zaccheus, she will be alright; she is strong. I can already feel the bond and the protective instinct to her." he patted his back softly and went out.

Only his beta, who stood by him, and his mother used to call him by his name.

The King looked at his sleeping mate and sighed. He couldn't believe he had his mate with him. He thought he would never have, but the Goddess had another thing planned for him.

The King heard his mate's weak groan and went to sit beside her on the bed.

Her eyes fluttered open; she blinked consecutively as she held her head between her hands.

"Sorry, bro, I slept off." she blushed shyly while covering her eyes.

Nadazhda

I blinked away the dizziness and stared at the beauty in front of me.

He smiled lightly at me before he used his free hand to touch my lips.

Did I drool?

Oh no!

Holy mother of Santa!

I drooled, and I mentally smacked my head for drooling. But I couldn't control it.

"Sorry, is there a drool?" I asked meekly.

"No." he smiled, showing his deep, prominent dimples.

My pant had damp

Oh, my crunchy sugar!

This man was not good for my sanity.

His eyes flashed goldenly, and he sniffed before he started breathing heavily.

"Little mate, what's going on in that little brain of yours," he asked huskily. I thought I'd peed on my pant. His voice did unknown to me. I felt aroused. I felt like straddling him and continuing to ride him. I crossed my thigh together, needing some fiction.

No!

This was not me.

"My name is not mate," I said breathily.

"I know, amor." I wasn't the only one affected.

"Princess, if you don't stop that thought of yours, I'm gonna need you over and fuck you till tomorrow." I heard a deeper voice in my head, and I gasped out, feeling hotter.

"What's that?" I asked.

"That's Ryk- my vampire." he grinned.

"You are beautiful, mate." I heard another rough voice and stared at the guy, and he mouthed, "Ryn, my wolf."

"What of your demon," I asked curiously.

"He's mostly silent but deadly," he replied while I nodded my head in understanding.

"So where am I?"

"You are in the Azubu realm, the immortal world."

"What's your name?"

"Zacchaeus."

"Zeccheus," I said after him, and I saw him shiver. I liked how his name rolled on my tongue.

How would it feel if I were screaming his name in pleasure? I thought, and I shook my head to erase the dirty image my brain was bringing.

His eyes darkened, and his nose flared, "do you know I can smell your arousal?" He said huskily.

My eyes widened in realization, and I murmured, 'sensitive nose.'

"I can hear you, darling." he laughed while I blushed profusely at his endearment.

"I'm Nadazhda," I told him.

"It suits you, Angel." he winked.

"Perfect," I heard a gruff voice say.

"That's my demon, Ryn."

"Woah, they are cute." I grinned cheekily.

"I'm anything but cute. Ewww, maybe Ryl is cute, but me," Ryk said, "I'm dashing,"

"Mate, I can't be cute because it's a puppy that's cute, but me, I'm a big bad wolf. I need to protect you." Ryl grumbled and shook his head while I laughed.

"Cute is used for females, not me," Ryn said deadpan.

Zacchaeus was staring at me when I glanced up; I looked at him in the eyes while he flicked his gaze from my lips as if he was asking for permission. I was blushing crimson red.

He put his nose at the crooked of my neck, inhaling it before he started to nibble on it. I moaned softly, feeling soaked. He traced his lips to my jaw and continued munching on it; I parted my mouth to breathe because my nose wasn't working again.

He huddled me up while I stranded him; I needed fiction. I started moving my hip on his groin while he growled softly. I felt something building up in me, and I needed to release it. I was rocking on him urgently, needing my release. A wave of ecstasy washed over me, and I screamed his name.

I removed my face from his neck and stared at him; his eyes were golden, and I smiled softly at him.

I felt tired and closed my eyes until I fell unconscious.