A King to Be Protected

by Brea Alepoú

  A King to be Protected

  Our King, Our Master Book 2

  Brea Alepoú

  This book is dedicated to all my readers. Thank you for sticking by me.

  ©Copyrighted 2019 A King to be Protected

  This is a work of fiction and is for mature audiences only. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. No part if the publication may be reproduced in, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, including electronically or mechanical, without the prior written permission of the copyright owner.

  Edited: Kiki Clark Betweenthelines

  Cover Artist: Zoe Perdita

  Interior chapter headings artist: Brea Alepoú

  Interior Formatting: Brea Alepoú Brea.alepou@gmail.com

  Warning and Triggers

  A King to Be Protected contains a HFN ending, scenes with multiple partners, mild blood play, bloody action, and a king who just wants to be loved.

  Contents

  Warning and Triggers

  1. Titos

  2. Titos

  3. Kail

  4. Titos

  5. Titos

  6. Seth

  7. Titos

  8. Titos

  9. Seth

  10. Titos

  11. Titos

  12. Adom

  13. Mazki

  14. Titos

  15. Titos

  16. Alfrik

  17. Titos

  18. Titos

  19. Kail

  20. Seth

  21. Titos

  Glossary

  Author’s Note

  About the Author

  Also by Brea Alepoú

  Wrapped in the heat of bodies was the most relaxing way to sleep. Titos was currently buried under a pile of his keepers—minus Kail. But Titos wouldn’t force Kail to sleep in his bed. He understood that Kail was confused and still learning so much about the world he’d just stepped into. He had been surprised when Kail had taken a shower with all of them, so he wasn’t worried that Kail wouldn't come around.

  Seth: Are you hungry?

  Leave it to Seth, his alpha, to notice that he was awake. Titos wiggled a little, burying himself farther under Seth and moved his hand to touch more of Adom who was on the other side of Mazki. Mazki, of course, felt Titos move, and he moved closer to Titos. If that was even possible. Every inch of Titos was covered by his men.

  Titos: Not yet. I’m too warm to move right now.

  Titos relaxed farther into the bed, the warmth lulling him back to sleep. How much his life had changed in a few days. He would have never pictured himself in a huge house, in a large bed, under a pile of men. Sure, he could dream, but even his new reality had never been something that occurred in a dream. What if it was all nothing more than a dream, and when he woke up, he would be either in a jail cell or in his old studio apartment above the shop?

  He hoped not. That would be the worst. He would rather never wake up then go back to not feeling the love he felt with all of his men. He felt lips press against his head.

  Seth: We are real, and you aren't dreaming.

  Mazki: I'm real. If you need a reminder, I'd be more than happy to prove it.

  Titos moaned as Mazki’s hand wandered to his dick and stroked him. He had no idea how Mazki had even gotten his hand down there.

  Titos: Mazki… If you keep doing that…

  Titos lost his train of thought as Mazki continued to stroke him, Titos’s hips flexing on their own, trying to increase the friction. Mazki’s hand disappeared before Titos could finish. He groaned in frustration.

  Mazki: Sorry.

  Before Titos could say anything, Seth's big hand wrapped around his dick, picking up where Mazki had left off. Seth moved his hand faster, and Titos couldn't hold back, soon crying out in pleasure as he came.

  Titos: So good.

  Titos started to touch Seth, but Seth was sitting up and getting out of bed. He felt Mazki and Adom get out of bed as well.

  "What's wrong?" Titos asked.

  All of them moved to stand in front of him, facing away.

  Seth: Someone is here.

  Before Titos could ask who, the door to the room opened. Mazki instantly had a fireball ready, and Seth had his throwing knives in his hands. Adom moved closer to Titos.

  Adom: If it's an enemy, I’ll get you out of here.

  "Good morning, Your Maje—" A tall, slender man with an eyeball-melting orange suit stood in the doorway, stopping short at the sight of Titos’s keepers.

  Titos pushed the wind to feel around the newcomer, and he didn't feel any malice or anger from the man. He kept his power out just in case, although he couldn't do much beyond warn his keepers if or when the man would attack.

  "Who are you and what do you want?" Seth asked.

  He was fully naked, all his muscles and beautifully golden-brown skin on display, and Titos was reacting before he thought about it. His eyes hurt, and the wind picked up near him. He pushed the man out of the room and shut the door. The wind pushed so hard it nearly broke.

  Titos looked at all of his men, and none of them had clothes on. The newcomer had clearly eyed all of them. Titos’s blood boiled. They were his now. No one else’s.

  "Master?" Seth bowed.

  Mazki and Adom went to one knee in front of him.

  "New rule: clothes on in front of anyone but each other," Titos said.

  "Yes, master," they said in unison.

  Titos calmed himself down. He felt a little light headed as he relaxed. He caught himself before he fell face-first into the sheets.

  "Master," Seth said as he grabbed him and wrapped Titos in his big arms.

  Titos pressed his face firmly against Seth’s large chest and breathed in his scent. "You can call me Titos again," he murmured into his skin.

  There was a knock at the door, and Titos groaned in annoyance.

  "I can burn his eyes out of his head," Mazki suggested.

  Titos had some issues, because he was seriously considering taking Mazki up on the offer.

  "No, just… Everyone put some clothes on first." Titos pulled back from Seth to get out of the bed. His head still felt a little light, but it wasn't anything he couldn't deal with.

  Seth's hand stopped him from getting all the way out of bed.

  Seth: Are you okay?

  Titos checked himself out, and other than the little bit of lightheadedness, he was fine. The door opened before Titos replied, and Mazki sent a fireball flying.

  "Damn it! You almost set me on fire," Kail said.

  "Almost being the keyword," Mazki said.

  Titos smiled at Kail, happy to see him. He was in different clothes and looked a lot better than he had before. There were still dark circles under his eyes, but they weren't as prominent. His hair was neatly tucked away in his usual bun. After Titos had seen exactly how long Kail's hair was, he had no idea how he got it all in a bun. He imagined it took a lot of work and that it was incredibly heavy.

  "Morning, Kail," Titos said.

  Wait, should I have said good morning? Or was that lame too?

  Titos heard a laugh in the link from Mazki.

  Mazki: You're too cute.

  Titos felt the heat rise in his face. He just didn't want to seem lame or whatever.

  "Morning. I just brought some clothes for you guys. Next time, I'll let you all walk around naked," Kail said, glaring at Mazki.

  Mazki shrugged, but Titos knew that if Mazki really didn't like Kail, then the fireball he’d thrown wouldn't have missed.

  "Thank you, Kail. Wh
ere did you get the clothes?" Seth asked. He reached out and grabbed the bag Kail had in his hands.

  Kail audibly swallowed as he looked around the room and noticed they were all naked. It didn't bother Titos in the least. Although Kail wasn't officially his keeper, Titos knew he would be.

  "The orange guy gave them to me. He looked scared for his life and asked me to bring the clothes to you."

  "Were you naked when he approached you?" Titos asked.

  Kail looked at him, and there was a smirk on his face. Titos’s blood boiled at the thought of someone seeing Kail naked. He may not be bonded yet, but he was Titos's.

  "No, I wore a robe I found in the bathroom," Kail said.

  Titos relaxed. His stomach took the opportunity to rumble, announcing to everyone in the room that he was hungry.

  "Everyone get dressed. We're going down for some food." Seth opened the bag and distributed the clothes.

  Each stack of clothing was labeled with the person’s name. Titos put on dark jeans and a gray sweater. It was plain and simple, and he sighed, relieved that the orange suit guy didn't try and dress him in a suit or fancy clothes. Titos turned, admiring his men.

  Seth had a tight-fitted t-shirt that showcased his muscles perfectly and tight dark blue jeans. Mazki’s clothes fit him perfectly: ripped jeans with a white t-shirt and an open button-up plaid shirt over.

  Titos turned to look at Adom, and he nearly swallowed his tongue.

  Mazki: Damn.

  Titos had to agree. Adom looked like a sexy-as-fuck silver fox.

  Adom: Be a good boy.

  Titos watched Mazki squirm a little, and Titos was no longer hungry for food.

  Seth: We eat first, then we can have fun.

  Titos sighed and turned to Seth. "Fine."

  Kail was looking at all of them with heat in his eyes, as if they were still naked. He made eye contact with Titos and quickly turned away. Titos smiled. Any day now and Kail would be in bed with all of them instead of sleeping in one of the other rooms.

  Exiting the room, they went down the stairs and into the kitchen. Titos’s mouth watered at the buffet of food laid out. There were waffles, sausage, bacon, eggs, grits, biscuits, croissants, and fruit.

  Seth steered him over to the large table in the kitchen and sat him down. He walked away, and Titos looked at all the delicious food with want. Seth didn't keep him waiting, fixing two huge plates of food.

  He set a plate piled high with bacon and waffles in front of Titos. He even poured the syrup over his waffles for him. Titos smiled and kissed Seth before he dug into his food. When he came up for air, he looked around the table, and everyone was watching him chew on his food.

  Titos: Eat already. I know you guys have to be just as hungry as me.

  They all started to chow down. With his mouth full, Titos just looked to Kail. Kail got the point and started to eat.

  Titos cleared two plates before he started to slow down. Mazki brought him a plate of fruit, and since he was getting full, he ate it slowly. Seth stiffened next to him, and Titos was guessing someone had walked into the kitchen. His view was blocked by Seth's hulking body though.

  "Excuse me, Your Majesty.”

  Titos put down the pineapple he was about to eat. He knew that voice.

  Titos: Orange suit guy?

  Seth: Yes.

  Titos was still a little upset that the guy had walked into his room and saw his men naked. He was thankful for the clothes, but still.

  Titos: Let him come sit down.

  "Come and have a seat," Titos said.

  Kail looked to Titos and pulled a seat out for the stranger. For Kail not to be bonded and privy to their mind link, he still easily picked up cues.

  All of his keepers pretended to relax.

  Seth: One wrong move and he’s dead.

  Maiko: Burn him to a crisp?

  Adom: That might be too messy. Seth, can I have a blade?

  Tito’s said nothing in the link. He would let his keepers handle it. The man with the bright orange suit sat. He looked a little unsure of himself and slightly afraid. Which he should be, because Titos was unsure of how he felt about the man.

  “About this morning, I apologize for walking in on you. I was told to give you clothes, and I assumed you would be expecting me.” His head was bowed, and a small trembled took over his body.

  Titos watched him, eating a piece of fruit before sitting back. “What’s your name?”

  “Gavin, sir.” As if he didn’t think that was enough information, he continued, “Gavin Himes.”

  Titos ate another piece of fruit. No one spoke, all eating and glancing at Gavin. Titos watched as Gavin started to fidget as the silence went on.

  “Gavin, first, I want to thank you for the clothes. The styles you picked out work perfectly.”

  Gavin seemed to relax, a smile crossing his face. “I’m so happy you like them. Armest didn’t give me a lot of information, so I had to do a lot of guessing.”

  Titos nodded, biting off a piece of bacon, enjoying the food. He would have to thank the cook later. He let the silence in the room fill until it screamed with awkwardness. He glanced at Gavin, who was quickly realizing there was something wrong. He fidgeted in his seat, his eyes shifting around the table and glancing at each of Titos’s keepers, but they all stared back with neutral expressions.

  Titos wanted to laugh at how ridiculous Gavin was starting to look, but he knew this was key. Gavin had walked in on him and his keepers. He’d taken liberties upon himself that weren’t given. Titos sighed as he finished the piece of bacon in his hand. Seth handed him a napkin to wipe his hands clean. Titos smiled at his large alpha, kissing him on the cheek before turning his attention back to Gavin.

  “Gavin, what you did today? It can never happen again,” Titos said, glaring.

  Without instruction, Mazki held a fireball aimed at Gavin, and Kail pressed a knife against his exposed neck. Gavin’s eyes twitched from the fireball to Titos a few times before he closed them. The perspiration dotting his brow slid down his face as he sat there quietly, not daring to move or speak.

  “I’m glad that’s taken care of,” Titos said.

  Mazki extinguished his fireball and finished his food. Kail took the pocket knife and did some twisting trick, before making it disappear, then he too finished eating. Seth’s hand on Titos’s leg was reassuring. Titos knew he needed to stand his ground or they would walk all over him. He was mad that Gavin had seen his men naked, but by the way tremors racked up and down Gavin’s frame, he felt like they might have gone too far.

  Adom: Nonsense. You defended what is yours. He will now know to never overstep again.

  Mazki: I can always toast him up a bit. Maybe burn that awful orange suit up.

  Titos shook his head, holding back the laugh that threatened to spill. Titos stood from the table, all of his keepers following suit. Gavin looked around with scared eyes, scurrying to get up.

  “Please, stay and eat,” Titos instructed.

  Gavin looked to be lost for words. Titos didn’t blame him; they’d just threatened his life. Titos smiled at him before picking up his finished plate, only for Seth to take it from his hands.

  A laugh came through the bond.

  Mazki: Our master will not clean up after himself.

  Titos rolled his eyes. He was still getting used to being a master and king. Picking up his dirty dishes wasn’t a big deal, but from the looks Mazki and Adom were giving him, they thought differently.

  “I’ll keep that in mind,” Titos said.

  “Keep what in mind?” Kail asked, coming up behind them as they left the kitchen.

  Titos sighed. “Not supposed to collect the dishes apparently,” he said, with all the sarcasm he could muster.

  Kail looked around the group before his brown eyes were back on Titos. He shrugged. “I don’t think you should. You know…” he said, gesturing up and down at Titos.

  Titos rolled his eyes, but he didn’t argue with them. They obvio
usly all thought the same on the matter.

  “Good morning,” Ginger’s cheerful voice rang out clearly.

  Titos turned to her, seeing her green hair braided to the side. She had a huge smile on her face, all of her teeth showing as she stood there with folders in her hands.

  “Hi, Ginger,” Titos greeted.

  Ginger’s smile widened impossibly big. He’d never thought anyone could smile so wide. Her gaze traveled to each of his keepers, even Kail, giving each of them a slight nod of respect. “Shall we go to the sitting room to discuss a few things?”

  “Lead the way,” Titos said. He’d only looked around the house a little bit, so he still didn’t know where everything was. He was pretty sure Ginger wasn’t talking about the living room in the front of the house.

  She nodded and turned left, going farther into the house. Before they made it to the very back of the house, she turned again, entering another room. Titos stopped in his tracks, his eyes traveling over the large room. It was more like a ballroom with couches and chairs everywhere. It was surprisingly not tacky in the way it was decorated, but he could easily see the room being used for dances or big parties. Not that Titos was into parties. At least, not that he knew of.

  Ginger turned to where they were still standing, and her smile dimmed a little. “You don’t like it?” She whipped out her phone in a flurry of motion. “I can have an interior decorator here in a few minutes,” she said with the phone pressed to her ear.

  Titos was surprised by how fast she could work. “That won’t be necessary.”

  Ginger held the phone away from her face, giving him her full attention.

  “The room is fine the way it is. I was just surprised is all.” He walked farther into the room. He looked to the silver chair that was a like a throne and bypassed it, going for the comfy looking couch. Seth sat first, bringing Titos down with him to sit between his legs. Mazki grabbed one of couch’s throw pillows, moving to sit on the floor right under Titos and wrapping an arm around one of Titos’s legs. Adom sat on the armrest of the couch, making it look comfortable. Kail sat next to Titos and Seth on the couch.