Part 2: Torn Desires (Chosen by the Vampire Kings: BBW Romance) (5 page)

“This
affects Brant and his coven just as much. We need to get word to him. The
incidences are related. They must be. What did the trackers find?”

Lance’s
eyes narrowed. “I think it would be better if you saw for yourself. It’s…” He
cleared his throat, “…concerning.”

Zane
looked at Tanya. His whole demeanour changed. He looked pissed. “You’ll need to
call Charlotte.”

Crunch
time.

Lance
could sense the tension in the room because he remained still making no move to
do as Zane had instructed. Tanya squirmed as Zane’s head guard turned to face
her. “Sire, are you sure?” Both males stared at her.

“Charlotte
won’t be needed.” No freaking way could she stand by while he drank from
another female. Not while she was here. What happened after she left was out of
her hands, but right now? Brant would understand…she hoped.

Lance
visibly relaxed.

“Give
me five minutes.” His eyes started glowing and sharp fangs extended. “Make that
ten.”

Her
heart rate increased.
Shit.
It was too late to change her mind but she
could make sure that it was on her terms. Lance left. One second there and the
next gone. She hadn’t even heard the door shut.

“Come
here.”

She
shook her head and Zane fell back on the bed. “What is it now?”

“You
don’t get to touch me.”

Zane
smiled. “Not even if you beg?”

“Especially
not if I beg. No touching. You can drink but that’s it.”

The
straining erection was back. His jaw locked, his muscles bunched. Zane nodded
once.

“I
want to go with you when you inspect the…fence.”

His
brow creased. “It’s too dangerous.”

“I’ll
be with you and your men. I don’t want to sit in this room. Please, Zane.”

His
eyes clouded in thought. “My scouts will have checked the area. Lance wouldn’t
risk me if he was worried about my enemies still lurking. Only if you promise
to obey my every command once we are there.”

“I
promise, I will.”

“I
mean it female, my every command.”

She
sighed in irritation, “I said yes.”

“We
don’t have much time. Come here now.”

Her
nipples tightened as his deep voice washed over her. She knew she should
probably hate the way he ordered her around, but in situations like this it
aroused her to no end. Tanya lay down on the bed next to him.

“Sweetness.”

She
turned her head to face him.

“I’m
a little bit of an invalid at the moment. I need you to lie on top of me.” When
she tried to do as he said he grunted, his face taught.  

“You
bastard,” Tanya slid off him.

“What
have I done now?” His mouth formed a tight smile.

“You’re
hurt worse than what you let on.”

His
face turned serious. “Maybe worse than I thought. Once I have some blood though,
I’ll be fine.”

“How
do we do this?” She positioned herself on all fours crouching forward until her
neck was at his mouth.

Chapter 11

Her
soft skin was so tantalizingly close. Zane had to work hard to keep from
lunging at her. He had more restraint than that though. The scent of berries
had his nostrils flaring and his fangs extending further. Zane had to suppress
a groan when he caught the perfect view of her deep cleavage. Her hard nipples
were like two pointed barbs under the thin dress. It seemed to him that they
were fighting to cut their way to freedom. His dick hardened up a whole lot
more at the thought of their lush weight. He’d never imagined that overly full
breasts would entice him so.
Round, plump, soft
. He couldn’t wait to be
inside her, to watch them bounce as he took her. Couldn’t wait to hear her screams
as she came. He suspected that a female as filled with passion as Tanya was, would
let herself go in the moment. Zane couldn’t wait to make her lose it. He would
have her soon. Very soon.

His
lips touched her skin and she jerked away. “No touching. Fangs only.”

“Hold
still then.” He bracketed her hips with his hands.

“Hey.”
She waggled her hips.

“Need
to keep you still. We don’t have much time so I’m going to drink hard and
fast.” He couldn’t help himself as a chuckle escaped. Tanya would be sorry she
ever made the no touching rule. “You might want to hold on female.”

Zane
didn’t wait for her reply. He sank his fangs into her, loving the way she
gasped as he entered her body. He closed his mouth on her soft skin and sucked,
hard. Tanya groaned. The sound interlaced with both pleasure and frustration.
She closed a hand on his bicep as he drew deeply a second time, her nails biting
into his skin.

Her
essence filled him. Her taste so divine that his cock grew even thicker. Surely
his skin would burst if he expanded any more. She was panting and mewling,
sounding more frustrated than pleasured. Zane wished she would stop being so
damned stubborn. He longed to pleasure this woman, wanted it more than he’d
wanted anything in his whole life.

Another
heavy draw and her pants turned to ecstasy filled groans. Moans of…pure
unadulterated pleasure. His eyes flew open as she jerked in his arms. He had to
clamp his hands more firmly at her waist to keep her in place.
The little
minx
. Her fingers were firmly between her legs with her dress bunched in a
V where her hand and stomach met. Her fingers worked frantically pumping in and
out of her pussy. Her thumb circled her clit. He growled and drew in another
mouth full of decadent blood.

Two
could play at this little game. Leaving one hand on her waist, he used the
other to fist his cock. Zane sucked slower, delaying the process. He had to be
careful not to take too much. Palming his shaft harder, he pictured how tight
her sheath would be. She was a small human after all. He could just imagine
taking her slow and easy or fast and frantic. It didn’t matter, he just knew
he’d find utter rapture between her luscious thighs.

The
taste of her blood on his lips, the sound of her moans, his imagination did the
rest. Zane tugged faster. One more hard suck at her neck and she cried out as a
second orgasm took her. He watched her hand thrusting into her glistening
pussy. It was enough to bring him over the edge. Hot semen jetted from him
marking her stomach and chest. A feeling of possessiveness grabbed hold of him.
This female was his. He would fight dirty to ensure that he got her.

It
was with extreme reluctance that he retracted his fangs. He licked at the wound
on her neck. Tanya groaned, as did he. She sat upright, running a hand down her
dress as she was in the habit of doing every so often. Her face crumpled as her
hand came away sticky. “You pig.”

“Did
you expect me
not
to watch? Not to like what I saw?”

Crimson
darkened her cheeks, she straightened her shoulders and pushed out her chin. “Not
watching would’ve been the gentlemanly thing to do.”

“I’m
glad I’m not a gentleman then. Watching you please yourself is one of the most
erotic things I have ever seen. I have burned the moment to memory and will
replay it often in your absence.”

“What
the hell am I supposed to wear now?” She huffed, pouting her lips as she placed
her hands on her hips.

Zane
picked up the phone next to his bed and speed dialed Charlotte. “My female
needs something to wear.” He paused as Charlotte explained the various options.
She knew what he liked and how he liked it.

Tanya
mouthed the words underwear several times. Zane tried to suppress a smile and
failed. Did she ever give up?

He
shook his head at her. “That will do nicely.” Zane spoke into the mouthpiece
before putting the phone in the cradle. Warmth rushed through his veins, he
could actually feel his energy levels rise as her blood in his system countered
the poison. Looking down, he noticed that the wound was less severe. His
healing flesh no longer looked swollen and inflamed.

“I
have my jeans, I don’t need anything else.”

“No
jeans.”

“You’re
insufferable.” She stomped her foot.

Zane
stood allowing the sheet to fall away. Her cheeks flushed further, this time
with arousal. He noticed how her eyes tracked the length of his body. How her
lashes fused as her eyes grew hooded. She was attracted to him. That much was
clear. It didn’t take long for her eyes to flash with anger though. She didn’t
want to want him. Well too bad. He would have her before she went back to
Brant.

A
knock sounded. Zane pulled on a pair of leathers and buttoned them up. Normally
his nakedness in front of the female vampire wouldn’t bother him, but he got
the feeling his human wouldn’t approve. “Enter.”

Charlotte
walked in holding a number of garments. “They’re mine so I hope one of them
fits. I will have a wardrobe ready next time you are here.”

Tanya
had pulled the sheet against her soiled dress, she nodded once at the vampire,
her demeanour stiff.

“Thank
you. You may leave,” he addressed Charlotte.

The
female had angered his Tanya. He got the definite impression his female
wouldn’t want Charlotte to hang around. The female inclined her head at him and
then Tanya before leaving.

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Two
of the dresses were little more than sheaths, similar to the one Alexandra had
worn at the club the night previously. Her body fat would need to be in the
minus in order to pull off such a dress. She huffed, if she got any angrier
smoke would start to come out of her nostrils. One was a very pretty floral
number with triangles so small she’d have no hope in hell of fitting her breasts
in it. The last was a stunning shade of green that she knew would complement
her coloring. The top was a boob tube and it had a flared skirt that would
cover her to about mid-calf. Hopefully, the elastic would fit around her
boobage. Maybe, just maybe though, it would work.   

“Is
there somewhere for me to change?”

“You
are my female. What part of that don’t you understand?”

Zane
infuriated her. “I am not yours damn it. You are never going to see me naked,
get that into your thick skull.” She knew she wasn’t being fair but she felt so
embarrassed at what had happened that she had decided to blame him for whole
thing.

“Your
bra was see-through in the shower and I had a great view of your pussy not five
minutes ago. Your hand was a little in the way, but…” That did it. She flew at
him fists, nails and all. Zane let her slap him and pretend claw at him for a
few beats before grabbing her wrists and shoving her up against the wall.

Trapped
between hard brick and hard unforgiving male, her breathing hitched.
Only
because she was afraid
. It had nothing to do with his scent or the hard
nudge at her stomach. “I will humor you female because for some reason your
feelings are important to me, but do not push me too far.”

She
swallowed hard and nodded, not trusting her voice. Zane leaned in, so close his
breath mingled with hers. So close that his nose brushed hers as he leaned in a
fraction more. Their gazes locked. His eyes burned. He was going to kiss her
and she couldn’t wait. His eyes dropped to her lips, which she licked in
anticipation.

Just
as she was sure he would do the deed, he pulled back. “Get dressed. We need to
go.”

Damn
but she hated the disappointment, hated her desire for him even more. He was
such a jerk. Firstly, because he made her want to kiss him. Secondly, because
he didn’t damn well kiss her.

When
she turned to him, he was fully dressed in leathers just as Lance had been. He
looked every bit the warrior and acted every bit the king. “You have one minute
and then I’m coming to get you. Understood?” He didn’t wait for a reply.
Instead, he strode from the room shutting the door behind him.

Tanya
pulled off the sticky dress. The audacity of the man to come all over her. What
the hell was his problem? There was a small, teeny, tiny part of her deep down
inside that was secretly thrilled Zane had been so turned on by her. Then
again, she huffed, he was a man and anything with boobs and a pussy was
normally enough. She pulled the green dress up over her body. A bit of a tight
fit around the girls, but it seemed to fit alright. Next she grabbed her
toiletry bag and headed for the restroom.  She readjusted her boobs and gave
herself the once over. Not too shabby. The green really worked against her
complexion and the shape of the dress accentuated her curves in a good way. Her
hair was a mess. Tanya unzipped the bag and quickly tried to tame it. Next, she
put paste on the toothbrush and had just started on her teeth when Zane walked
in. His big body took up the entire door frame as he leaned against the jamb.
Despite his warnings, he folded his arms across his chest and waited for her to
finish.

He
followed her back into the bedroom where she decided to push her luck by
applying some mascara. With her lips puckered, she prepared to apply a coat of
lip-gloss.

“You
don’t need all that crap.”

“Us
humans enjoy it.

“I’m
not human,” he growled.

“Well
I am.” She ran the lip-gloss over her mouth. Applying a second coat for good
measure. “It’s not like you kiss me or anything anyway, so why would you care?”
Oops
, she hadn’t meant to say that. His brush off earlier must have
affected her more than she had thought.

Zane
frowned, he opened his big leather trench coat and stuck his hands in the
pockets. “I don’t kiss females.”

“As
in you don’t like it or…”

“I’ve
never had the inclination.” He moved his weight from one leg to the other even
though both feet stayed on the ground.

Her
mouth dropped open. After a few seconds of fly catching she snapped it closed.
“You’ve never kissed anyone before?”

Zane
shook his head.

“You’re
missing out you know?”

His
mouth pulled into a thin white line. “I doubt it. Let’s go.”