Dinner ended a while ago and King was well aware that River and Zoya hadn't come back inside after they talked on the porch. River was helping Zoya and that resulted in taking her to his cabin; King approved of that and would do the same. Except, his mate was sitting next to Ender who was petting the small pup on his lap to sleep. King wanted to take Klaus upstairs and comfort him because he could see that his mate's heart was breaking.

Robert Centauri may be dead, but he scarred Klaus to the point that he'd never really heal. Yes, there were days that Klaus didn't remember the torment that his father inflicted on him. However, after finding out how Zoya's parents abused her, Klaus was the one who took the news the hardest.

Klaus was sitting with the family and the act he played was near perfect. He had everyone fooled with his pretty smile and those gleaming emerald eyes. Yet, King's heart felt as if it was being sliced open and all the life seeped out of him. He knew that he was sensing his mate and that's why the beautiful smile didn't fool King.

King walked into the living-room and sat with Sabrina across from Klaus. He kept his distance because he knew that Klaus wasn't going to share his pain right now. He would put on a brave face and tell no one to worry about him. King had to wait for Klaus.

A hand nudged King, it was Sabrina. "You don't look good. Is everything okay?" she asked him, her gently aqua-green eyes looking at him.

"No," he couldn't deny her because Sabrina was the one person who had known King when he was a kid. She was his only friend growing up and it was true what the pack members said that he had a soft spot for her.

She followed his gaze that was glued to Klaus. "What'd you do?" she suspected.

"Why do you assume I did anything?" he retorted.

Sabrina chuckled. "Because you're the wicked one, remember?"

King couldn't deny that either. "Klaus found out that Zoya's parents abused her," he told her.

Sabrina's eyes widened. "That's not good," she said gravely.

It didn't go unnoticed by King when Sabrina put her hand gently on her belly where her baby was growing. She held a tense look and took a few deep breaths.

"I haven't even met my baby yet I would die for him or her," she said. "But there are some people out there that birth kids only to torture them. I don't think I'll ever understand why."

"I don't get it either," he said bitterly. "It seems like every one of us that's in this room has been subjected to stupid parents."

Sabrina scoffed. "That's an understatement."

King didn't know his parents nor did he search for them, and he never regretted that decision either, because he always knew the truth would hurt him more. It was better for him to believe that his parents died and no one claimed him. That's the story he went with and society had its gossip about him saying he was the devil's child... he didn't find any point in denying that either.

The entire time they had chatted while watching a movie, Klaus avoided King's gaze like he couldn't face his true feelings right now. But that was Klaus; he powered through his suffering because he never liked to take anyone's smile away. He was sitting with Ender and the small pup River with them. All three of them seem content on playing with the pup, Bone was busy feeding the pup treats and fattening him up, which the pup was in need of. King sat back and watched his little family comfort one another with no words.

A while passed before they started to get ready for bed. The girls were the first ones to say that they were exhausted and their mates followed. Viola, Azura, Lupin, Vincent and Ryder all stayed back to finish another movie because they were wide awake; King didn't know where they got their energy from.

Klaus and Ender were headed upstairs and King followed them. Bone was already in his comfy pyjamas, he said goodnight to everyone and looked ready to go to bed. King and Klaus joined Ender in his room, King stayed at the door as Klaus got Ender into bed. River- the pup was placed on the foot of the bed and rolled up into a ball before nodding off. Klaus closed the curtains and closed the lights before he went to Ender's bedside and flicked up the moon lamp for them. Ender was already asleep by the time Klaus moved from the bed and came to King so they could go to their room.

King backed into the dark hallway, his eyes on Klaus as he went into the bedroom. King walked in too and locked the door behind him. Their room was fairly dark and Klaus turned on the bedside lamps to let light in.

The silence was thick between them, but King didn't feel like making small talk and neither did Klaus.

King walked over to the other side of the room, he opened the glass doors and walked onto the balcony. He leaned his back on the railing and the night sky was dark behind him, it wasn't snowing but the wide fields were covered in soft white snow. The view must be beautiful tonight, yet his eyes stayed on the only thing in this entire world that he considered worthy being alive for.

Klaus quietly got ready for bed, he rummaged through the drawers for something, doing anything to avoid King.

King waited long enough. He let Klaus have his space. No more, this wouldn't go on longer because nothing should stop King from comforting Klaus.

"I thought we promised to share what's in our heart," he professed from outside.

Klaus froze in his tracks.

"Do you remember?" King asked.

That night was unforgettable for King. He had almost lost Klaus because he carried a burden all by himself. All the pain, abuse and sorrow that Klaus held onto cost him his life and King was left all alone. But by a miracle, Maya- their goddess had saved Klaus. Literally.

Klaus's emerald eyes lifted and locked onto King; the gaze was filled with guilt and anguish. "I'm sorry," he breathed out.

"Nothing to be sorry about. Come here-" King held his hand out.

Klaus naturally walked right over to him, no hesitation. "I didn't mean to hide anything, it's just-" he dropped his head on King's chest trying to take even breaths.

"Shhh," King held him closer. "No one can hurt you, you know I'll kill them."

Klaus shook his head. "It's not me I'm worried about," he said as he looked up. "Zoya didn't have anyone to protect her. I at least had my siblings. But she... It pains me to think what she went through all alone."

"She has River with her now," King said.

"Yes, she does," Klaus sighed unsteadily, "but that type of pain leaves memories that are worse than scars."

King stared into eyes that appeared of a ghost instead of his mate. He was thinking of his past now. "You can't hold onto that, Klaus," he said, "it won't let you live."

"I know and I have so much to live for," he said.

"I better be that reason," King jested.

"You're in the top five," Klaus remarked.

King gaped at his mate. "Top five!" he astounded. "And who else may I ask has your body, heart and soul other than me?"

Klaus walked back inside. "I think you might get jealous if I tell you," he announced back.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk-" King straightened to his full height and taking a step inside- "That answer's going to cost you," his voice darkened with intent which was clear to Klaus of what.

Klaus realized what he started. "Oh, you know what, I just remembered something that I had to do," he said.

King closed the balcony doors. He didn't want anyone hearing Klaus's moans, not even the night sky. "At eleven o' clock at night?" he questioned.

Klaus stepped back, his legs hitting the edge of the bed. "Yeah, it's very important," he said. "I should-" King blocked his path before he could escape.

King tilted his head, his eyes locked onto Klaus's lush lips. "I think you should play with me," he whispered.

Klaus shook his head.

"No?" King inched closer, until his mouth was right above Klaus's lips. "Your body is telling me something else, especially your wolf."

"My wolf betrays me in front of you," Klaus muttered.

King grinned wickedly; he just couldn't hold it in. "Even your wolf knows that I'm the only one for you," he said hotly.

King wasn't shy about his touch. He caressed up Klaus's arms, over to his waist and his back. His hands inching to his mate's neck, he traced over the raging pulse at the crook of Klaus's throat. A thirst inside King took over and he craved to mark his mate's skin. He would... all night long... taste his mate who'd lose his state of mind to ecstasy.

King laid his lips against Klaus's neck, licking and softly biting down. He licked up the pulse on his throat; the sensation of Klaus's heart against his tongue was hypnotic to King and his ravaging wolf. He moved to those hauntingly sweet lips. King ran his tongue on Klaus's bottom lip, but the man didn't budge to give back, tempting King further.

"Open your mouth, baby," King enticed with tender, slow pressure of his lips against Klaus. "Let me taste you..." the moment Klaus parted his lips enough, King took control.

The kiss was deep, hot and long. King didn't rush it nor did he forsake anything for this moment. He needed to taste Klaus's mesmerizing passion on his mouth. King ran his fingers through Klaus's golden hair and held him to keep this kiss going as long as they could both hold their breath. King pressed their bodies closer too, they melted perfectly into one another. He held his hips against his own and it was clear from King's raging erection that he needed release and only Klaus could give it.

"I breathe for you," King confessed softly. "You're mine. Never forget that."

Klaus was breathless and held King's arms for support, but King didn't keep his mate on his feet for long. The bed was right behind them and he didn't waste any time getting on it.

King stripped his mate of his clothes. And with every piece gone, his breath was taken away at the sight of Klaus's perfect body. There were no words to describe his beauty, it was as if he was touched by divine... but there was truth to that. Klaus was touched by Maya. He really was an angel and he was captured by King.

King's wolf appeared at the edge, his lust overwhelming them both. He didn't lie but he had to use every ounce of strength to get his wolf to back off. He leaned down, locking their lips together and he kissed Klaus hard. Both of them driven to the brink of insanity. He held Klaus's wrists, not letting them free as he bound their bodies together, his tongue deep in his mate's mouth, the small moans slithering up King's body and making his blood hot as lava.

"Fuck... you drive me crazy," he growled against his lips.

Klaus's emerald eyes gleamed, they seem to drink off the moonlight beaming into the room. They bewitched King under his spell and that's all he needed to push him over the edge.

King trailed down his mate's body, he kissed every inch, grabbing the edge of his boxers, he pulled it off and revealed the hardened shaft.

"King," Klaus's voice came out in a shaky moan.

King heard the desperation and put his mouth on the head of the shaft, licking the slit and seeing the flash of carnal desire grow in Klaus's gaze. Spreading his legs apart, so his shoulders fit between them, King licked up the hard shaft and knew exactly what drove his mate insane. King swallowed the throbbing shaft in his mouth, letting the size into his tight throat and going further each time Klaus begged him to stop.

King restrained Klaus, holding him down, as he controlled his orgasm. King was ferocious and greedy. He didn't wait to build it up, he forcefully made Klaus feel everything except the pain from earlier. He wanted to erase the sorrow in Klaus, and what was better than a ground-breaking orgasm.

"I'm coming, King," Klaus warned. "Stop-"

King didn't stop, his instinctive growl reverberated through him and around Klaus's shaft. The last push down and Klaus came. He restrained against King's hold, but King didn't let go, he never would.

King lifted his head with a smug look on his face. He stripped off his own shirt, his toned muscles in view for Klaus to see and the man didn't shy away from looking. "Top five huh," he reminded with a defiant grin. "What about now?" Klaus's cheeks that were dusted a light pink turned to a shade of red, it was so cute. "I know you're obsessed with me, baby," King jested. "Don't even try to deny it."

"Top three then," Klaus remarked.

King raised a brow. "Seriously," he said sternly.

Klaus let out a sweet laugh. "You're so easy to mess with," he said.

King's sapphire gaze darkened like two matching flames. His hand worked on the buckle of his pants and then he pulled the thick leather out of the loops. "You do make a mess out of me," his voice was low and guttural. "I want to fuck you so hard that you can't move tomorrow without remembering that I was inside you-" King saw the flicker of longing and submission in Klaus's eyes- "Yet, something holds me back because a part of me wants to make love to you, slowly and all-night long. I want to kiss every part of you, taste you and hold you."

"King," Klaus's voice was a whisper but it echoed through King's heart.

King unbuttoned his pants, pulling the zipper down too. "I want to dominate you but also surrender myself to you," he said as he bent down and kissed up Klaus's abdomen.

Klaus put his hand on King's cheek. "I don't mean to," he mumbled.

King grinned, he leaned up and laid a soft kiss on Klaus's pout. "Spread your legs," he whispered his command, "I'm dying to be inside you."

Klaus combed his fingers through his dark hair. "I've been dying to feel you too," he said before he bit King's bottom lip. "How long are you going to make me wait?"

A feral hunger shot through King that he was suppressing. He geared into action, pulling his throbbing shaft out of his pants and he aligned himself to Klaus's entrance. He thrusted in one full sweep, his mate's body consuming him in fire and sweetness. King braced himself, his body wasn't his anymore and he wasn't able to hold back. He almost came right then and there.

Klaus caressed down his back, his fingers electrifying all the sensation that the simple touch shot straight through King to his throbbing shaft. Klaus kissed him then moved his lips to King's neck, down his throat over to the crook of his shoulder. He knew exactly what drove King wild.

"You have to stop," King growled.

Klaus licked his neck then, his teeth exposing and he ran them along his tough shoulder. He ran his nails across the large expansion of his back, Suddenly, as Klaus tightened his hold on King, he locked his teeth on King's shoulder and marked him.

The pressure of the mark bonding into him was catastrophic. King couldn't control himself and he came powerfully. The ecstasy blinded King and he did nothing but seek Klaus's lips. He tasted his own blood that was not poisoned when he licked it off Klaus's lips.

King then knew what he had to do. He pulled out of Klaus, the separation killed them both. Klaus moaned his desperation and that was enough to thicken King's shaft again. He didn't waste a second before he rammed back inside Klaus sending both of them into oblivion of dark passion.

He grabbed a hold of Klaus's hands, their fingers locked together, never letting the other go. King knew he wouldn't survive it. As he plunged deep inside his beautiful mate, he was consumed with love, beauty and mercy. King found peace inside his mate and he'd protect him forever, but he'd occasionally fuck the life out of him.

King shifted, he kneeled between Klaus's legs, his shaft buried deep inside him. He looked at the way his shaft was being swallowed and Klaus's shaft had hardened and was dripping itself. King ran his strong hands down his mate's thighs.

"Your body is beautiful," he confessed, "it was made for me."

Klaus moaned as King controlled his shaft inside him. He pulled out slowly only to push back as hard as he could. He spread him out and let his cock enjoy the sensation to the fullest. There was no need to take it slow, he wanted to fuck Klaus like the animal that he was.

His hypnotic thrusts turned wild and loose like he had craved all day. He grabbed Klaus's hips and held him where he wanted him, under his power and completely consumed with pleasure and nothing else. King was fast, hard and merciless.

He hovered over Klaus, looking at his mate's lips hungrily. "Kiss me, Klaus," he said hotly.

Klaus's burning emerald eyes licked the sinful darkness inside King. He didn't let King wait as both of them locked lips and tasted each other, it was like King was eating honey off Klaus's lips. The sweet, lustful taste of his mate was enough to make King drunk. As he plunged his cock into Klaus, his tongue had twined with Klaus's tongue and they hadn't quit.

The world around them disappeared and all they could see and feel were each other. The bonding scent of theirs exploded in the room and powered both their wolves.

"Do you want to come?" he asked his mate in a heated daze.

Klaus moaned as he was overwhelmed by all the sensations. He moaned in response and it was so fucking divine to hear.

"I don't know what you want if you don't tell me," King teased as he slowed his thrusts. He bent down kissing along Klaus's neck, leaving a mark every time he moved. "I can stop if you want," he whispered hotly against Klaus's neck, Suddenly, Klaus tightened his hold on King's shaft holding him inside him. "You don't want me to stop?" he asked as he pushed into him deeper. "Use your words, baby. Do you want me to make you come?"

"Yes, I need you, please," Klaus moaned out breathlessly.

He chuckled. "I can't deny you anything," King said before he did what his mate asked of him.

King knew his mate and he was close to coming and so was he. He thrusted into him, taking both of them over the edge and they orgasmed together.

King collapsed on top of Klaus, he knew he was heavy and moved to get off him but Klaus tightened his arms over him and held him to his body. King closed his eyes and stayed in his mate's arms. There was no were else he'd rather be than here.

After both of them calmed, King leaned back not pulling himself out of Klaus. He kissed his mate's cheek. "We're not done, baby," King whispered.