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Authors: Julia Mills
Tags: Science-Fiction, Romance, Gothic, Fantasy, Paranormal, vampire, paranormal romance, Vampires, greek gods, mythology
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seventies.
“This is unbelievable! You’re the Kat from Roma Tech. The woman responsible for the AIG chip? No way! When are you gonna get it on the market. I need it. I need it bad. I can’t imagine what playing Fallout on XBOX Live will be like with all that awesomeness.”
Katerina beamed with pride as she answered the youngest of the Kings. “As soon as your boss here approves my proposal, it’ll be less than six months before we go to beta testing.” She winked at Viktor before turning back to Salvatore to continue. “And I’m sure I could hook you up with that gig.”
It was one of his greatest joys to watch his mate happily interact with his men. The next few hours were spent eating, drinking, and talking videos games. Viktor laughed more in that time than he had in centuries. Katerina gave as good as she got. As the ancient commander listened to the thoughts of not only his mate but also those of the other Kings, he was reassured that it would take little time for the keeper of his heart to accept their future together.
Throughout the evening, one by one, the Kings had excused themselves to feed. Viktor closely monitored Katarina to make sure she was blissfully ignorant of what was happening and applauded his men for making a difficult situation bearable. As Roman took his turn, one of the very few popular songs Viktor could tolerate began to play – “At Last” by Etta James. It didn’t matter to him that it was from the sixties or that he knew Nikos had asked the DJ to play it. He was going to hold his mate close for as long as he could, even it was under the guise of dancing.
Standing, he held out his hand to Katarina, “May I have the honor of this dance?”
Her heart sped up and her cheeks turned that lovely color of pink he loved to see on her as she nodded her consent and laid her hand in his. Walking to the dance floor, she looked up at him through the veil of her long dark lashes and said, “This was my mom and dad’s wedding song. Thank you for asking me to dance.”
“The pleasure is all mine, Katarina.”
Wrapping one arm around her waist, Viktor held tight to Katarina’s hand as she placed her head on his shoulder and cuddled against him. That one simple act of surrender, of trust in him to care for her, nearly brought the ancient warrior to his knees. She had no way of knowing how much it meant to him or how long he’d waited for just that moment, and it was all the more special for it. They swayed to the music, their hearts in sync as the rest of the world faded away.
A second slow ballad began and Katarina lifted her head from his shoulder. Looking up at him with questions in her eyes, she wet her lips in preparation to speak. His tenuous hold on his desire snapped. He’d waited long enough. There would never be a more perfect time.
Lowering his lips to hers, Viktor groaned at the contact. His heart beat sped up at Katarina’s answering moan. What started as a slow burn grew in intensity. She opened to him immediately as he tasted the seam of her lips. Their tongues met. Sensations before unknown to the King came rushing from every direction.
Katarina pulled her hand from his and gripped his shoulders. He knew from her thoughts that she was confused by her reaction to him but more than willing to see where their mutual attraction would take them.
Using the arm around her waist, he pulled her as close to him as he could, needing the feel of her body against his. His free hand wound through her long red curls, releasing them from the elastic band and reveling in their silky softness as they cascaded down her back.
Her hips began a slow grind against his growing erection while her hands moved into his hair, tangling in the waves at the nape of his neck. Katarina was attempting to take the lead and Viktor was more than willing to let her. Following his mate to the tempo of their hearts, he danced them into the darkest, most secluded alcove of the dance floor.
The shock of
“This is unbelievable! You’re the Kat from Roma Tech. The woman responsible for the AIG chip? No way! When are you gonna get it on the market. I need it. I need it bad. I can’t imagine what playing Fallout on XBOX Live will be like with all that awesomeness.”
Katerina beamed with pride as she answered the youngest of the Kings. “As soon as your boss here approves my proposal, it’ll be less than six months before we go to beta testing.” She winked at Viktor before turning back to Salvatore to continue. “And I’m sure I could hook you up with that gig.”
It was one of his greatest joys to watch his mate happily interact with his men. The next few hours were spent eating, drinking, and talking videos games. Viktor laughed more in that time than he had in centuries. Katerina gave as good as she got. As the ancient commander listened to the thoughts of not only his mate but also those of the other Kings, he was reassured that it would take little time for the keeper of his heart to accept their future together.
Throughout the evening, one by one, the Kings had excused themselves to feed. Viktor closely monitored Katarina to make sure she was blissfully ignorant of what was happening and applauded his men for making a difficult situation bearable. As Roman took his turn, one of the very few popular songs Viktor could tolerate began to play – “At Last” by Etta James. It didn’t matter to him that it was from the sixties or that he knew Nikos had asked the DJ to play it. He was going to hold his mate close for as long as he could, even it was under the guise of dancing.
Standing, he held out his hand to Katarina, “May I have the honor of this dance?”
Her heart sped up and her cheeks turned that lovely color of pink he loved to see on her as she nodded her consent and laid her hand in his. Walking to the dance floor, she looked up at him through the veil of her long dark lashes and said, “This was my mom and dad’s wedding song. Thank you for asking me to dance.”
“The pleasure is all mine, Katarina.”
Wrapping one arm around her waist, Viktor held tight to Katarina’s hand as she placed her head on his shoulder and cuddled against him. That one simple act of surrender, of trust in him to care for her, nearly brought the ancient warrior to his knees. She had no way of knowing how much it meant to him or how long he’d waited for just that moment, and it was all the more special for it. They swayed to the music, their hearts in sync as the rest of the world faded away.
A second slow ballad began and Katarina lifted her head from his shoulder. Looking up at him with questions in her eyes, she wet her lips in preparation to speak. His tenuous hold on his desire snapped. He’d waited long enough. There would never be a more perfect time.
Lowering his lips to hers, Viktor groaned at the contact. His heart beat sped up at Katarina’s answering moan. What started as a slow burn grew in intensity. She opened to him immediately as he tasted the seam of her lips. Their tongues met. Sensations before unknown to the King came rushing from every direction.
Katarina pulled her hand from his and gripped his shoulders. He knew from her thoughts that she was confused by her reaction to him but more than willing to see where their mutual attraction would take them.
Using the arm around her waist, he pulled her as close to him as he could, needing the feel of her body against his. His free hand wound through her long red curls, releasing them from the elastic band and reveling in their silky softness as they cascaded down her back.
Her hips began a slow grind against his growing erection while her hands moved into his hair, tangling in the waves at the nape of his neck. Katarina was attempting to take the lead and Viktor was more than willing to let her. Following his mate to the tempo of their hearts, he danced them into the darkest, most secluded alcove of the dance floor.
The shock of
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