Viktor (Happy Evil After Book 1)

by Sarah Marsh

  “Gods, Halle, you’re so perfect,” he said, moving his hands slowly down her stomach to the bounty awaiting him below. “You smell so fucking good. I can’t wait to get my mouth on you.”

  “Yes, Viktor, oh my God, I need you to touch me,” Halle moaned out as he pushed her thighs open wide, exposing her to his gaze.

  “Mmm, where do you want me to touch you, baby?” he asked as he lowered himself to his knees in front of her. “Do you want me to lick this wet little pussy?”

  Viktor had never seen anything so fucking hot in all his lifetime. Her mound was bare, already swollen and glistening for him.

  “Yes, please lick me.”

  The first swipe of his tongue along her wet folds had both of them moaning.

  Gods, she tastes so fucking good. That was the thought that kept on playing over and over in his head.

  He was certain he could eat her out for days at a time and never be satisfied. He ran his tongue all along the length of her pussy, sucking on her lips until finally, he trailed the tip of his tongue up to circle her swollen clit. He heard her nails dig into the wood of the table and took that as a compliment. Viktor hadn’t taken a lot of lovers over the years, but when he did he’d made a point to make sure that they were well satisfied. He latched onto the little bud and suckled hard as he pushed two fingers deep inside her. She was so tight, and so hot around his flesh, he could’ve sworn he felt some resistance, but when Halle screamed and came around his fingers, his thoughts became all about getting his cock inside of her as quickly as possible. He gave her clit one more slow draw and felt her flutter around his buried digits once again as he slowly worked his fingers inside of her.

  The look on her face when she opened her beautiful green eyes and locked with his almost took his breath away.

  “Viktor, I need you inside of me,” she said, her fangs now fully extended in her mouth.

  Viktor had never slept with a shifter before, but damn if seeing her dainty little fangs in her mouth didn’t turn him on. He’d been careful not to let her feel his own while he’d gone down on her, but as he looked into the heated depths of her eyes he let the tip of one canine drag lightly across her clit and almost came in his pants as she panted “Fuck, oh God, that’s going to make me come again.”

  “Next time you come, it’s going to be on my cock,” he said as he stood up and quickly tore at his shirt and pants.

  Chapter Fourteen

  He loved the way her eyes widened as his shirt hit the floor, and when he opened his pants and pushed them down his hips, he had to grab the base of his cock just to keep from embarrassing himself when she licked her lips and stared at his dick like she wanted to devour it.

  “Wow,” she said quietly. “Viktor, you’re beautiful.”

  Viktor actually felt himself blush at her genuine appreciation. He couldn’t remember the last time anyone had looked at him like that.

  “No, baby, you’re the stunning one.” His hand slowly stroked along his shaft, and her eyes clouded over with lust again.

  When he stepped back up to her and ran the aching, swollen head of his cock along her soaking folds, his eyes closed at how good it felt. He couldn’t have stopped the groan that left his lips even if he wanted to.

  “Oh wow, that feels amazing,” she said in a breathless voice as her hips moved under him.

  Over and over again, he rubbed along her pussy, teasing them both. When he took the tip of his dick and tapped it over her clit, she almost came right off the table.

  “Oh God, Viktor, do that again,” she moaned, grasping at the edges of the tabletop.

  This time, he took his shaft in hand and gave her a hard smack against her wet pussy and she did come, screaming his name. Viktor then took the fat head of his cock and fit it against her opening, and pushed in with one long thrust.

  Holy fuck, is she tight, he thought to himself as he tried to keep from losing control.

  He felt her entire body tense up and stopped moving immediately when a tiny whimper escaped her mouth.

  “What’s wrong, Halle? Did I hurt you?” he asked in a panic, not moving a muscle.

  “You’re just a bit bigger than I thought, that’s all,” she said through gritted teeth. “Just give me a minute.”

  “You’re really tight. Has it been a while for you, love?” He moved his hands up to cup and massaged her breasts, trying to help her relax.

  “Umm, well … I’ve never really done this before,” she said quietly, as she looked at the fire, trying to avoid his eyes.

  Viktor was shocked.

  Halle was a virgin, and she hadn’t even said anything to me?

  The animalistic part of him was ridiculously pleased that he’d been the first to claim her sweet body, but the rest of him was concerned that he’d hurt her and irritated that she hadn’t been up front with him. Back when he’d still been a human, you didn’t just take a woman’s virginity. In those times, that was the fastest way to get yourself a trip to a priest and a new wife—either that or you would find yourself run through at the end of her father’s sword.

  Of course, logically he knew that times had changed. Sexuality was something that was celebrated and not shamed in this time. However, he couldn’t help but wonder why a beautiful woman her age would still be a virgin.

  “Why didn’t you tell me, Halle?” he asked, as he slowly started to back out of her. “I could’ve hurt you.”

  “No!” she said in a panic, gripping her legs around his ass stopping his retreat. “Don’t stop, I’m fine now. Please, Viktor.”

  He swallowed hard at the feel of her sheath relaxing and flexing around him.

  Gods, it feels good. He was having a hard time remembering the reason that he felt they should stop. After all, the damage was done now.

  I may as well make her first time a memorable one, right? That would be the gentlemanly thing to do—not that he was a gentleman.

  “Ok, but tell me if you feel any pain,” he said, slowly moving forward again, “and don’t think we won’t be talking about this later.”

  “Fine, later,” she said breathlessly, as her hips started to move against him.

  When he was finally all the way back inside of her, his balls resting against her ass, he leaned forward and took her lips in a slow and thorough kiss. Viktor ate at her mouth like he was a starving man. He could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter around him, and then she finally pulled her lips a fraction away from his and whispered the magic words.

  “I need you to fuck me now, Viktor.”

  Viktor lost all the hard-won control he had. Thank the Gods for a shifter’s faster healing abilities. He pulled out of her and pushed back in fast, loving how wet and hot she was on his dick. No woman had ever felt as good as she did. He tried to temper his thrusts, not wanting to be too rough, but when her little cat claws dug into the cheeks of his ass and her murmurs of faster and harder reached his ears, he was relieved to give her what they both needed.

  He pounded into her, grinding into her swollen clit with each thrust, and when he felt her pussy start to grip him tight, he pushed as deep inside of her as he could get before he came and groaned out her name. At that same moment, she pulled his head up to hers and she sank her teeth deep into his shoulder, which only had him coming all over again. It was the most intense orgasm of his entire life. When he came back to his senses he realized that he had gotten caught up in the moment and bitten her as well. Her blood was the sweetest ambrosia in his mouth as he swallowed it down. Then he carefully pulled his teeth back and sealed the wounds with his tongue.

  She seemed to be doing the same thing to her own set of marks on his neck and the feel of her little tongue licking over his skin had his spent cock reviving inside of her.

  “I’m sorry I bit you. I didn’t mean to,” he said, slowly pulling out of her warmth, knowing she must be tender.

  The satiated look on her face as he gazed down at her was making him wish that they were up in his bed instead of the study,
as he would have enjoyed spending hours putting that look on her face over and over again.

  “Well I certainly meant to bite you, and besides, I quite enjoyed the feel of your teeth inside of me,” she said, stretching out along the table beneath him, looking very much like the contented cat she was.

  That was an odd comment. He knew that a vampire’s bite was pleasurable during sex, but something nagged at the back of his brain about why she’d mean to bite him as well. Unfortunately, most of his blood was still in areas other than his brain.

  Just as he stood up and reached for his pants the study doors opened and Molly came whistling in with a tray of cookies and drinks in her hands. All three of them stopped in their tracks as Molly took in the scene before her. When her eyes locked on Viktor’s neck and lit up, he didn’t know what to think.

  “Oh! Beggin' your pardon, sir!” Molly said as she set the tray down on the nearest table. “So you’ve mated him, then? How lovely! You’ll be staying with us, Miss Halle?”

  “You bet, Molly,” Halle said, as she climbed off the table and picked up the discarded shirt of Viktor’s that she had been wearing and slipped it on. Those words sank in, and just like that, he remembered why he’d never slept with a shifter before.

  “What the hell!” he said, turning to look at her. “Did you just mate mark me?”

  Chapter Fifteen

  “I sure did,” Halle said with a smile, feeling pretty pleased with herself as she finished buttoning what was left of the closures on his shirt over her tender breasts. “Oh, are these oatmeal, Molly?”

  Viktor was still standing there shocked as Halle dove on the warm cookies and milk. Molly sighed as if she’d just heard the sweetest love story ever and then retreated back to her kitchen.

  “Why would you do this, Halle? Do you have any idea how much danger this puts you in?” he said furiously as he did up his pants.

  Halle tried to compose herself enough to hide the sliver of hurt that snuck into her heart at his reaction to the news that they were now mated. As a shifter, she knew that even though he was a different species, he would have felt the pull of the mating heat, but she also had to expect that due to the fact that she hadn’t given him a fair warning he would fight it at least a little. After all, she was probably not exactly the type of woman he usually got involved with. But she would just have to show him that she could make him happy.

  “I did what fate dictated, Viktor. You are my mate, and I am yours,” she told him softly as she put the cookie down, put her hands on his hips and looked up at him. “I know you feel drawn to me as much as I am to you. This is meant to be. Now Conrad has no claim over me, and we can spend our lives together.”

  She could see the wheels turning in his head, but she also saw the worry flare in his eyes when she’d said Conrad’s name. Viktor had known him a lot longer than she had, and his expression had her worried that the douchebag vamp might not give up on owning her as easily as she thought.

  Well, both of these vampires would find out right now that she wasn’t the meek little kitten they thought she was. She was a predator in her own right, and she would fight to protect what was hers.

  First things first, though, she needed to call her family and let them know that she was now mated. She cringed at the thought that they must have been informed by Conrad that his nemesis had abducted her, but Dori had been insistent that she didn’t call them. Jeepers, they must be thinking the worst of Viktor by now.

  But Viktor had also assured her that it was safer to not contact her family right away. If Conrad had gone back to her parents and found out that she had conspired to evade the blood debt purposely, things could end very badly for her father. So it was better that they had not known anything about the situation when she’d first taken off with Viktor.

  The two of them also had to register their mating with the Para Council, which would at least keep them safe from Conrad trying to steal her back to force breed her. Well, legally anyway. But she knew just as well as anyone that the coven leader was not the rule abiding citizen he pretended to be. She didn’t want to pull her family into a war, but now if Conrad tried to take her from her mate, then by shifter standards she would be well within her rights to kill in self-defense.

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  Viktor knew his reaction to the fact that she’d just mated him had hurt her feelings, and immediately he felt the need to fix it. But in all the possible outcomes of their having sex, her up and marking him as her mate had never even been one that had crossed his mind. How was it possible that the Universe would be so cruel as to saddle a sweet, beautiful creature like Halle with a baggage-heaped mess like him?

  She was so incredibly beautiful, looking up at him with those luminous green eyes. It had been so long since Viktor had felt this alive. So long since he had felt like he had been living at all, really. But he knew Conrad, and if that bastard had wanted Halle before, then the news that his greatest enemy had mated her would only mean that she was in greater danger now than ever.

  How in the hell am I going to keep her safe?

  The only logical answer was to eliminate Conrad once and for all, and then he would be free to do what he’d been too frightened to do for centuries. He would start his life over.

  He leaned down and kissed her, and then he pulled her in close for a hug.

  “Okay, love. We need to figure this out because as much as you’d like to hope, Conrad isn’t just going to go away,” he said looking down at her again.

  Her beaming smile at his acceptance of their union made his heart trip in his chest. For a vampire as old as he was, who’d thought his heart died long ago, that reaction alone was enough to make him believe in this mating.

  “I need to call my parents, and we need to register our mating. At least that way if anything happens, we will be justified in protecting ourselves,” she said, hugging him back.

  “You can use the phone in my office to call your parents. I’d take you to them tonight, but I’m afraid Conrad will probably still be having them watched for any sign of you and it wouldn’t be safe. He can’t find you here. I’ve paid a fortune for the wards that keep my home hidden,” he said as he led her to the small office connecting to the study. “I’ll give you some privacy to make your call.”

  Viktor left the office, needing to make his own call. He wanted to make sure that he could trust whoever would be registering their mating within the Para Council. The last thing they needed was some random clerk getting paid off by Conrad to “accidentally” shelve their paperwork and leave that bastard an opportunity to legally get Halle back into his custody. He walked over to his favorite chair in the study and the bookshelf directly behind it. There he pulled out an expensive black ledger book and sat down with his cell phone in hand. In the years since he’d been reborn into a world of blood and monsters, there had been plenty of opportunities to lend his skills as a warrior—for a price, of course.

  After the first couple of centuries in his new vampire life, he had amassed enough wealth to sustain him indefinitely, so his payment requirements to lend his formidable warrior skills had turned into favors owed. Of which he kept meticulous records. Back in the day, when he was still angry and bitter at what his life had become, he’d used to relish using these favors owed to their full extent.

  Taking what his new allies treasured most, watching them crumble at the thought of giving up their most prized possessions. But eventually, even his rage grew weary of the games. Suddenly he found himself offering his assistance to those in dire circumstances not because he wanted a favor owed, but because he found that the buried parts of the man he used to be simply could not stand back and watch terrible things happen to those who did not deserve it.

  Of course, for reputation's sake, he would still set the price of his help, but it was a rare thing these days for him to ever cash in these favors. As he looked through the ledger to find the name he was looking for, he thought back to the night when he had collected the debt.

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bsp; Viktor had been out one night and found a young council Hunter, just barely out of training, surrounded and about to be dinner for a group of rogue vampires. The bargain was struck, and he’d saved him. Now all his years of waiting had paid off because that young Hunter had matured and advanced in his role with the Para Council. This man was now exactly the person who could ensure that their mating paperwork was filed and acknowledged as quickly as possible. He dialed the number written next to the name and waited for the man to answer.

  “This is Maleck,” was all the bear on the other end of the phone said in a rumbling, deep drawl.

  “Burton Maleck, this is Viktor Krescech, and I am calling in your blood debt owed to me.”

  “Fuck,” Burton muttered. “I was wondering when the devil would come for his due. What do you want? If this has anything to do with you kidnapping the Briggs girl, then I can’t help you. Conrad has already reported you to the council.”

  “I assumed as much, and this is about Halle Briggs. We need to register our mating with the Para Council, and I need you to make sure that Conrad won’t bury it and attempt to reclaim her by force,” Viktor answered, trying to remain calm.

  He’d suspected that Conrad would report him to the Para Council eventually, but given the way that the bastard had manipulated Halle’s family into the blood debt in the first place, Viktor had thought he’d drag his feet on it.

  There were a few moments of silence on the other end of the phone. Of course, the shifter was probably trying to figure out which one of the reputed homicidal vampires was lying to him.