A King to Be Claimed (Our King, Our Master, #1)

by Brea Alepoú

Seth knew his skin hadn't broken from the bite. He hadn’t felt a single fang. “Too bad I can’t bite you and really make you mine.” It broke Seth’s heart how sad Master Titos sounded. “Then I will cut my neck so that you may lay claim to me. It does not matter to me if you cannot bite me.”

Seth pulled him down and moved them to their sides so they were face to face. “This way I can keep my hands on you and kiss you.”

“I feel the draw to him as well, but you didn’t question it at all before giving him your all.” “Says the guy in the passenger seat who keeps looking longingly toward the backseat. You can't fight the pull either,” Seth said.

“I will bond with him, if he will have me. I will give my life, time and time again, to ensure he lives,”

“No one will be able to touch him. I will slaughter any that mean harm to him.”

My mind is all yours.

I’ve only lived for fifty-two years. I’m still young.

“You look at me, yet you talk to him through your bond. A bond I want so badly with you that I now ache for it. I sit here looking into your eyes, wishing I knew what you felt or if you liked the food I brought. There are so many things that I want that it’s confusing. I shouldn’t want so much. Just being in your presence should be enough for me.”

“You aren’t half human. Although, I’m sure that lie has kept you alive all these years.

“I will give my life for him if he would have me.”

“Would you like to come with us?” The stranger stopped in his tracks, and Seth could see the hope in his eyes. “Why should I go with you? Dude, you’re some stranger in a back alley who didn’t freak out from total darkness.”

first rational love interest in this book

Titos wasn’t a damsel in distress. Well, at least not right that second.