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Third Person's POV "Did you not want to have sex with me?" Silas said, Ian choked on his spit. Everything had happened so fast for Ian. He didn't realize he would feel those things, those sensations when Silas fed from him. And he definitely wasn't expecting his hands down his pants so fast, let alone sex! "What?" Ian finally managed to say after he was done coughing. "Do you not want to have sex with me? Do you not find me attractive or suitable?" Silas said and once again Ian was shocked by his words and how blunt he is. He definitely has no filter, that's for sure! Ian thought as he tried to figure out how to respond to that. "Of course I find you attractive! It's just, one minute you were feeding on me and the next we're in here and your hands are in my pants. I just wasn't expecting that, it was too fast!" "Oh I see. I can go slower." Silas said as he leaned toward Ian again. Silas's hand went to Ian's chest as he looked at his lip and leaned closer. His hand moved down h
Third Person's POV Then I would dive my tongue inside you, I'd press it in as far as I could and fuck you with my tongue!" Blake said. Azrael bit his lip and whimpered as he began to squirm. The scent of his slick was so thick, Blakes swore he could taste him. He smirked when he knew it worked. His little vampire can swear all he wants, but he knows his little vampire is a submissive. Blake closed his eyes while biting his lip and took a deep breath in, taking the delicious scent of his mate's slick in. When his eyes opened he growled, feeling his chest vibrate as his wolf came forward with him. "Little mate, goddess you smell so damn good! Blake said in a deep ruff vibrating voice that was both his and his wolves. The sound of his voice, and those words sent a shiver down Azrael's spine and caused more slick to leak from him. His cock was rock hard, throbbing and pulsing almost painfully against the strict confinement of his pants. Azrael was practically panting now as Blake slo
Silas's POV I felt Ian slowly fall asleep in my arms as I sat here on the couch holding him. I keep thinking of everything he just said, and all I can see is the asshole I was, when I stood up from the bed and became angry with him. 'It's like I'm dealing with a damn child!" Keeps running through my head over and over again. Watching his face fall and seeing the hurt in his eyes when I said that to him, won't leave my memory. The worst part is that's not all I wanted to say to him. I was so frustrated and so annoyed with him at that time. The things I wanted to say to him were even worse than what I had already said. I'm so thankful I didn't, but I still hate myself for even thinking or wanting to say those things. But it wasn't him, it was me. I was the one who was acting childish when I couldn't see what was going on. I'm the one who acted like a child and practically through a tantrum. I blamed him, when I was the one at fault. I'm so used to things being a certain way and hap
Third Person's POV Both couples walked out of their rooms at the same time. Silas's hand rested against the small of Ian's back as he guided him out of their room then closed the door behind them. Silas turned to face his friend as his arm slipped around Ian and he could see the smile on Blake's face as he looked between the two. Blake was thrilled to see Silas actually touching and holding Ian. He was thrilled to see the smile beaming on Ian's face. He was so happy for his best friend. But almost right away, Silas notices something is off with Azrael. Not wanting to question him in front of their mates he raised an eyebrow then tried to push into his thoughts. But Azrael felt it immediately and pushed him out with everything he had and glared at him. Silas immediately held his hand up in a surrender motion, which confused both Blake and Ian. "Sorry, I was just concerned." Silas said. "Stay out of my head! I've told you about this before." "What do you mean stay out of your hea
Third Person's POV Silas stands in the conference room, looking out the large window that overlooks the side of the pack house where all the events are held. He looks down at the small stage that they put up hours ago, the stage he will be standing on next to Reid in front of his whole pack. He stands tall, with his shoulders back, his head held high, and his hands behind his back. He stands there looking out at the people already gathering. Azrael approaches and looks out the window as well. Both vampires stand tall as they watch the crowd form as pack members gather below. "Do you think they'll accept us?" Azrael asked. "Do you think I care?" Silas said, and Azrael rolled his eyes before turning his head to look at Silas. "You know you have a mate who's one of these people now. You need to step down from this pedestal, that you like to stand so high on if you're going to live with them..... I know it's hard for you, but you'll eventually look at these people as yours and not
Third Person's POV "Little guy, meet your new guardians!" Silas said, smiling over Azrael's shoulder, Looking down at baby Ezra... Their new king. Silas steps around Azrael, smiling down at the baby before looking to Julian and Reid. "May I?" Silas asked, holding his hands toward the baby, asking if he could hold him. Julian hesitated and Reid looked to Lucian. Lucian stepped forward, and Silas looked down at him and almost wanted to laugh when he watched the little angel come up onto his toes just to reach his forehead. He might have been able to stop from laughing, but he couldn't stop the smile on his face before he leans down to help the poor little guy out. "Thank you!" Lucian said, after clearing his throat, trying to rid himself of the embarrassment from barely be able reach Silas's forehead. Again, it didn't take him long, since he didn't need to see his past memories, he just needed to know his intentions. Almost as soon as he started he stepped back as pulled his han
Third Person's POV Azrael pulls the baby against his chest, and looks down at the little king in his arms. He will cherish this moment, so he can look back one day when this baby is no longer a baby, but the strong man, the strong king he knows he's going to be. He'll be able to remember the day he held the king in his arms when he was just a baby on the day he pledged his life to him, this memory will forever be etched into his brain. Silas looks down over Azrael's shoulder at his king. Both men smile from ear to ear, when Ezra looks up at them and smiles. They probably would have stayed like that, just looking down at their king. But the presence of its dad who is now standing in front of Azrael brought their attention away from Ezra. "He smiled at you guys, he must really like you two." Julian said. "I really hope he does, after all he is our king." Silas said. Even though he didn't want to let go just yet, he could see his dad was eager to have his baby back in his arms. He
Third Person's POV Azrael finally turns around to face Blake and he quickly lifts Azrael's shirt and runs his hand over the area the wound was. However the wound was already healed. He dropped the shirt, then took Azrael's face in his hands. Blake's eyes searched his face, Azrael's hands came up and he placed them on Blake's. "I'm okay, I can't die from a knife like that. Not unless it hits my heart." "That scared me!.... I thought you were...." "No, I'm perfectly fine! He could have shot me in the stomach, or even the chest and I would not have died. The only thing that can kill me is if you pierced my heart, removed my head or drained me of all my blood.... Well and burning. I suppose you could burn me alive, but you'd have to chain me down. Because as soon as the ropes that bound me burned, even if my hair and skin have been severely burned, I could still get away and it would heal... You wouldn't even be able to tell I was ever burned after a few feedings." "Damn!" Blake sa