ACHILLES: Soul of Her King (Kings of the Blood Book 3)

by Julia Mills

  Rolling her hips, Juliette rode his erection as Lee prepared to pierce her skin. Her pulse raced. Her excitement grew. Pushing higher and higher the demi-goddess was completely connected to her King so that the moment his fangs pierced her skin, it was utter bliss.

  Only taking a small amount, Lee retracted his fangs, licked clean the mark of his bite and leaned back, looking at her, asking, “Are you alright?”

  “Better than alright,” she grinned, slamming her mouth to his, loving the taste of her blood on his tongue.

  Following his example, she kissed her way across his jaw and down his neck, tasting and teasing, continuing to roll her hips against his erection. Wanting more but prolonging their mutual seduction as long as they both could stand it.

  Running her tongue along the pounding pulse of his jugular, Lee’s fingers wound through her hair at the back of her head and gently massaged her scalp as he whispered, “Suck the skin and the vein between your teeth and bite. Take what I freely offer to you, my fýlakas tis kardías mou.”

  Needing no more encouragement, Juliette did as she was told. The warm coppery taste of Lee’s life essence filled her mouth and flowed down her throat, sending fiery waves of desire and lust shooting through her body.

  Lee’s hands tore at her shorts. His fingers slid inside her panties, through her curls and pushed inside her, thrusting in and out, driving her towards completion as she drank at his neck. The feel of her orgasm rising, like the mighty waves the ocean, made Juliette gasp as her King teased the sensitive bundle of nerves at the top of her channel at the same time his thumb found her aroused clit.

  Screaming his name as her release rolled through her, Juliette soon collapsed against Lee’s chest, satiated as never before. For several long minutes she simply laid there, struggling to breathe, as her King rubbed her back and kissed the top of her head. A sting on the inside of her wrist was only thing that caused Juliette to move, for she had decided she could live a lifetime in her mate’s arms.

  Sitting back, she looked at her wrist, shocked to see a small representation of the Tree of Life in full bloom, right under her palm. Looking more closely, she could see that it had vines intertwining around it’s trunk and up into its branches, and on those vines were her name and that of her mate.

  Lee’s hand cupped hers and his thumb gently moved across the marking as he said, “This represents our long life together blessed by the Father of the Gods.”

  “Absolutely amazing,” Juliette breathed right before yawning so wide it brought tears to her eyes and she had to admit to being just a bit embarrassed. “Oh my gods, I am so sorry.”

  Chuckling, Lee shook his head, “No need, it is just your body’s way of telling you it is time for us to sleep.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “But first we must complete the mating rite.”

  Juliette’s heart felt as if it would explode from all the love she saw in her King’s eyes and she promised, “On this day I give my life to the King of my Heart. I pledge my love, body, and soul to the one Destiny has created for me. Together, we will uphold the law of the Father of the Gods. I will be faithful and true to the one whose heart I hold dear and forsake all others for him. It is with all that I am, all that I will be, and all that we are together that I commit myself to you, my i kardi”a mou tha eínai pánta dikí sas.”

  Listening to Lee make the same pledge as they laid down facing one another was beautiful and so incredibly life-affirming that she could not stop her tears. Long before she was ready, the healing sleep of their kind took over but before she became dead to the world, Juliette heard Lee profess, “Agapó me óla aftá pou eímai gia pánta kai pánta.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Lee had woken just a few hours before Juliette was due to wake and had removed the dirt from above them, made sure she was covered and warm and had laid there waiting for her to wake. Roman had told him to be prepared for her to have a voracious appetite and need quite a bit of his blood upon her awakening and the King had to admit he was looking forward to it.

  He grinned thinking about how turned on Juliette had been with just a small taste of his life’s essence and could only imagine what it would be like with more. Laying the hand that wasn’t touching his mate over his heart, Lee could only be amazed at how complete he felt now that he and his queen were one, for all time.

  Rolling to his side when he felt Juliette begin to stir, the King waited patiently, loving that he could just adore her after waiting to be with her for so very many years. When her eyes opened and he saw the love shining in their depths, he could no longer hold back. Moving towards her, he laid his lips upon hers and slowly, tenderly showed her with his kiss how very much she meant to him.

  She opened to him completely. Her passion rose to meet his, both wanting…needing to consummate their union. Their kiss continued, feeding the fire of their passion until Juliette pulled away and after several deep breaths looked at him with a cheeky grin and said, “How about we get out of this hole in the ground?”

  Never one to argue with his mate, Lee jumped to his feet, held out his hand and helped her to stand. Then holding her jacket open and zipping it up when she had it on, he asked, “How do you feel? Everything alright? Roman said you would be really hungry…”

  Shaking her head and smiling, she put her hand on his arm and said, “I feel fabulous. I might need a little bite,” she winked, “but we can take care of that when we get somewhere more private.”

  Throwing a sweatshirt over his head, he wrapped his arms around her waist and instructed, “Hold on to my neck. My queen wants out of this hole, then out of this hole we shall go.”

  One quick jump and they were topside but Lee didn’t put Juliette down, instead he slid his arm under her legs and started for the car. Pushing against his chest, she chuckled, “Put me down. My legs still work.”

  “I know they do, but I want to carry you.”

  Reaching the car, he set her down but only out of necessity before opening her door, waiting until she was secured in her belt before jogging around to his side of the car. Once in the driver’s seat, he looked over at her only to find her staring at him. “What’s that look for?” He asked.

  “Just admiring the view, o vasiliás mou.” Then chuckling she asked, “Where are we going?”

  Winking, he teased, “Oh that’s a surprise, agapí mou.”

  Winding down the mountain road, holding hands, they rode in companionable silence for the short ride to the seaside chalet Lee had asked Bain to book for them. Leaving Juliette in the car as he went into reception and picked up the keys, the King all but ran back simply because in that short amount of time, he felt lost without his mate by his side.

  Driving to their villa, he loved that Juliette ooh’d and aah’d. It made his heart soar to know even little things like a beautiful resort still gave her pleasure. Hardly able to contain himself as the arrived at their destination, Lee threw the car in park, jumped out and raced to Juliette’s side of the car.

  Opening her door, he pulled her into his arms, kissed her soundly and then marched them to their accommodation. Arriving at their front door, Lee was in such a hurry he almost broke the keycard in half as he fumbled to open the door. Finally inside, he kicked the door shut, spun Juliette around and pulled her to him.

  Drawing on his tremendous strength of will, he fought his desires to strip her bare and have his way with her, making himself slow down and at least start with a slow passionate kiss. Lowering his lips to hers, he tasted first one corner and then the other of her luscious lips before tenderly kissing her perfect little cupid’s bow. The longer their lips met the more their passion rose. It became impossible not to taste all of her mouth, not to slide his tongue along hers and taste the desire she had for him simmering just below the surface.

  Juliette’s enticing moans and sweet gasps fed his excitement. Her hands slid under his jacket, pushing the material off his body and onto the floor. Her nails scratched at his bare chest and shoulders, igniting a fire on
ly the feel of being buried deep inside the one Destiny had made for him could satisfy.

  His hands found the pull at the top of the zipper of her jacket. Sparks exploded between them as he slipped his hands under the thick, fluffy cotton and flesh met flesh. Needing to feel all of her body against his, his now free hand joined the other in pushing the material off her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor.

  Kneeling in front of her, the King slowly unbuttoned her shorts, hooked his fingers through the waistband of that garment and her panties and pushed them down her wonderfully curvaceous body, then looked up at his spectacular mate. Juliette was everything any man could ever want and thank the gods, she had been made just for him. He loved that she stood before him naked and confident. The gleam in her eyes said she could hear his thoughts, knew that he found her attractive and that the feeling was more than mutual.

  Gently massaging up her well-toned legs, Lee watched a fiery passion fill her eyes. His fingers paid special attention to the tops of her thighs, teasing along her curls, reveling in the heat and succulent aroma pouring from her center.

  Kissing just above her knees and slowly working his way up, he smiled against Juliette’s skin as she tried to push her thighs together, to stem the desire tearing through her, but Lee was having none of it. Holding her legs where they were, he started again at the tops of her knees and then moved around to the back of her thighs. His heart soared and his cock hardened as she trembled from his attentions. Her fingers dove into his hair as she moaned, “Oh, Lee, oh my gods, I love you.”

  Answering directly into her mind so he could continue his seduction, the King whispered “And I love you, agápi mou.”

  Moving to the tops of her thighs, he looked up into her heavily-lidded eyes. He loved the effect he had on his demi-goddess. He couldn’t help but smile as she fought to catch her breath and moaned his name like a mantra of love between them.

  Moisture coated his fingertips as he slipped them between her thighs, the proof of her desire flowing freely from her center. The need to taste her, to take her in and have her take him, was overwhelming. Sliding her legs farther apart, he licked up the inside of one thigh and then the other. He held tight to her legs as the intense feelings he invoked within his mate had her continually trying to squeeze them together.

  Blowing small puffs of air against the wet curls that covered her mound as just the tip of his finger teased her outer lips, Juliette’s nails scratched against his scalp as she pulled his hair and whimpered, “Oh…oh, oh, Lee, please, please…you’re…you’re making…”

  Her words evaporated in a squeal of pleasure as he pushed first his middle and then his ring finger deep into the warmth of her desire. The contractions of her excitement pulled his fingers farther into her pussy. Proof of her arousal wet his palm as he worked his fingers in and out of his beautiful mate, loving how receptive she was to his touch.

  Her head thrashed from side to side, against the wall, her long dark hair creating a halo around her head as he continued to tease and torment her in the best possible way. His free hand, laid upon the sweet softness of her stomach, was all that kept her standing as her body trembled under his loving touch. Juliette panted and cried out, “Lee, oh my gods, Lee, please…please…I need you…” He loved the sounds of her passion, sought to wring every last ounce of it from her as he crooked his fingers in a come-hither motion and teased the bundle of sensitive nerves deep within her at the same time his thumb and forefinger gently squeezed her swollen nub.

  Juliette was lost to her orgasm. Screams of passion filled the villa as Lee continued to hold her up while thrusting his fingers in and out of her. Her climax went on and on. Her sweet scent filled his senses until the King could hardly control himself.

  Watching his mate’s expressive face, Lee could feel the moment Juliette’s consciousness began to return and without warning, announced, “And now it’s my turn,” and in one fluid motion he slid her legs over his shoulders, placed his hands on her hips, and began to feast.

  One sip of his beautiful Juliette and Lee was a goner. Driving his tongue into her as far as he could go, the King lavished the special bundle of nerves at the top of her channel with the tip of his tongue just as he had with his fingers. He held on tight as Juliette pushed her body as close to him as she could get, rocking back and forth, wailing as he thrust in and out of her, pushing her towards yet another orgasm.

  Their rhythm was frantic. He tasted all of her. The warm sweetness of her arousal flowed down his throat. His heart and soul soared. Nothing had ever felt so right, so wonderful, so complete, in all of his very, very long life.

  Her juices flowed more freely, wetting his chin and dripping onto his chest but still he fed, still he drove his mate to completion, needing to feel her come into his mouth. Juliette howled as his frenzied tongue flew in and out of her. Her wails were unintelligible except for his name. Her hands were once again in his hair. She pulled and tugged. Her heels dug into his back and her thighs tightened around his head.

  She sat on the edge, he could feel the force of her orgasm racing towards completion. Feel her need to surrender to the pleasure but unable to let go and fall into the cloud of unimaginable pleasure. Thrusting his tongue into her as deep as he could go then immediately pulling it out, the King gently bit down on Juliette’s swollen nub and carefully held it between his teeth as she came with amazing force. Grinning, he knew it was a miracle they weren’t both on the floor.

  Driving his tongue back into her, he licked and sucked and teased, making his mate come over and over again until she was begging, “Please…please…Lee…please I can’t take anymore.”

  But there was no stopping them now. The King needed his mate more than ever. He needed to be buried deep within her, needed to feel her coming around his hard, throbbing cock, needed to be one with the only person who could save his doomed soul. Pulling his tongue out of her, he let her limp legs slide down his arms then slowly stood, letting his body skim against hers loving the way she trembled at his touch. He marveled at the sight of his mate fighting to breathe with lust-soaked eyes and her bottom lip red from where she’d bitten it from the passion of their lovemaking.

  Slamming his lips to hers, he used the enhanced speed given to him upon his rebirth to rid himself of his remaining clothes. Kicking them away as they hit the floor, he pulled his lips from hers with a gasp, lifted her into his arms, and made his way to the bedroom at the back of the chalet.

  Juliette placed lazy kisses along his chest He sucked air through his teeth as she scraped her nails across his raised nipples and his painfully hard erection jumped against the soft globes of her butt.

  A sly grin crossed her lips as the tip of her tongue danced over his chest and she whispered, “My King is excited,” into his mind.

  Crossing the threshold, Lee stalked across the room and gently laid Juliette in the middle of the king-sized bed. He had one knee on the bed, preparing to follow her down when his sneaky mate rolled onto her stomach and got up onto her knees. Momentarily stunned into silence, the King nearly came before his time when she flipped her long mane to the side, looked over her shoulder and whispered, “Make love to me, my King. Make me yours in all ways.”

  Achilles needed no more invitation. He went from standing at the side of the bed to on his knees with his hands on Juliette’s hips in a flash with his throbbing erection poised at her warm, wet entrance. Flames danced along his spine, love and desire filled every fiber of his being, his soul knew the undeniable fact that he’d known all along—this demi-goddess, his Juliette, was his, was all he would ever need…for all eternity.

  Caught in her loving gaze, he slowly pushed into her. Inch by glorious inch, he became one with the love of his life. Lee held his breath as the need to lunge forward fought with the desire to savor every second of entering his mate for the first time. Juliette, however, had plans of her own and took the control by pushing her body backward and wrapping him in the fiery heat of her depths.

/>   The tip of his erection touched the mouth of her womb. Her butt slapped against his hips then immediately, all motion stopped. They sighed in unison as she contracted around him, pulling him deeper, holding them together. Juliette rolled her hips in an absolutely erotic figure eight, making Lee fear for his sanity.

  The need to move spurred Lee into action. His fingers dug into Juliette’s soft flesh as he thrust in and out of her. His mate rocked on her knees, matching his rhythm. Unbridled passion, pure and palpable roared between them. He couldn’t go fast enough, couldn’t get enough of her, wanted to never leave the heaven of his mate again.

  Leaning his much larger body over hers as they continued to move as one, Lee palmed both her ample breasts. He loved the way they swayed in his hands as his body moved in and out of her. Massaging her supple skin with enough force to drive a squeal of pleasure from her lips, the King grinned as the tips of her hardened nipples pushed against his palms.

  The more intense his attention, the tighter her pussy squeezed his cock. The erotic massage drove the breath from his lungs. Lee panted, trying to maintain control as his orgasm barreled towards him like a freight train. Needing to climax at the same time as Juliette, the King gently pinched both of his mate’s nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand, then rolled his hips as he thrust with uncontained vigor in and out of her. The change in position caused the tip of his cock to brush the nerves at the top of her channel with every swipe while his hips pushed against her swollen and sensitive nub.

  As he felt Juliette reach the point of losing control, the King pulled his cock from her, rolled her over onto her back and presented her with his neck. His mate needed no more invitation. Raising her lips to his neck, her new fangs pierced his vein at the same time he thrust his cock back into her. The rhythm of their lovemaking matched the rhythm of her drinking from his vein. Tearing her lips from his neck and their pleasure reaching its pinnacle, the couple roared their release to the gods. Their combined ecstasy went on and on, wringing every drop of pleasure from them both.