King Zachariah's Pet

King Zachariah's Pet

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CURRENTLY EDITING 1/28/21 Vampires. Werewolves. Angels. Demons. Hybrids. To all supernaturals, hybrids are just pets. So when Catherine gets caught and taken to a auction house she knows what is going to happen. For she not only is extremely beautiful but also a rare type of hybrid that many would love to have. All she needs to do is listen to the one that will buy her and try not to kill anyone. Easy right? No. Because the one to buy her is not only a Vampire, but a King. And someone is trying to kill him. King Zachariah new that when he saw her mischievousness he wanted her. So he bought her. Catherine finds out that, for someone that doesn't like to talk to others he sure likes having her around. And threatens anyone that tries to touch her. With trying to hide her ability, and find out who is trying to kill the king she didn't think anything else could go wrong. She was wrong. Now she is falling in love. But she is just a pet. And he is a King. He could never love her back. Or could he? ____________________________________ "Kitten, we must attend a ball this Saturday." "Okay what do I need to do?" I questioned. "Well," he said putting the laptop aside. I sat up in front of him. "Reggie will make you a gown. All you need to do is go to him and show him what you like. At the ball you must stay close to me-" "I know, you don't like your things touched." I said rolling my eyes. His lip twitched and he stood up standing between my legs. He placed his hands on either side of my body leaning down. "Good Kitten. Same goes for you. I'm the only one you can touch." He whispered in my ear, his lips brushing against it. "Now be a good little pet and go see Reggie. You are to distracting." He ran his mouth down my neck and I felt the brush of his fangs causing me to shiver. He then sat back down opening his laptop and smirked.
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This is book one of the series. Jordan shifts slightly in my lap so she can see my face. "Liam, I want you to mark me." She bluntly states and exposes her neck to me, so I can mark her. A wave of confusion comes over me and I tilt my head looking at her. "Are you sure that is what you want?" I look at her neck where my mark should be and feel my canines extending. Jordan simply smiles and nods her head. I readjust our bodies, so she is underneath me. I lean down and softly kiss her lips. The kiss burns my lips and not in the normal mate bond way. I pull away and rub my lips trying to get the sensation to go away. Jordan stares at me with her eyes squinted. I look her over and see nothing short of the perfect mate I am used to, however, something isn't right. Jordan pulls me down closer to her and starts leaving little kisses all over my body. Every place her lips touch immediately burns. I push her away and move towards the bottom of the bed. She sits up and moves to come closer to me. I move away again. "Liam, don't you want to mark me? Don't you want this?" Jordan looks at me pouting. This is when I realize what is going on. I smile and move to her. "Of course, I want to my queen," I coo at her and grab her wrists and pin them behind her head. My hands are burning from touching her, but I fight through it. I start leaving kisses all along her neck and pause where my canines are supposed to sink into her neck. Jordan lets out a throaty moan and I can smell her arousal. I kiss up and towards the middle of her throat. My canines extend and I bite into her throat and rip it out. Her eyes fill with pain and she struggles before the life is finally drained out of her. I drop the muscle and flesh from my mouth and let out a howl of victory.

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