“Okay.” Timid. Unsure.
“You don’t have to do this.”
Her eyes turned defiant. “If I don’t, you’ll drink from…” She left the sentence hanging.
“Another female.”
“Yes.” Her mouth thinned and her little hands clasped into fists.
Brant had to suppress a smile. It felt good to know that she felt so strongly about this. She already regarded him as hers. Once the mating took hold, she would be much stronger and he would be able to take from her freely. Until then, they would have to be very careful.
Tanya spread herself out on his bed. She was the first female he had ever allowed in his space. Her long dark hair cascaded over his pillow. Her skin even more translucent on his black, silk sheets. Brant removed his shirt. It had nothing to do with getting blood on his clothes, he wanted to feel her skin. He moved to the first button on his jeans. No, best he left those on. More of a barrier. He didn’t want to accidentally claim her in the heat of the moment.
It had been months since he’d last had sex, and the need to bury himself inside this female, his female, hit him hard.
Brant slid in next to her, the front of his body against the side of hers.
Tanya was tense, her eyes wide. “Will it hurt?”
“No.”
“Are you sure?” a breathy whisper. She was afraid but he could also scent her excitement. Tanya had been a good choice. Not all humans could tolerate blood drinking. His father had only been permitted to take blood from female vampires. His mother did not allow him to drink from her vein.
Blood drinking could be a sexual act enjoyed greatly by both parties. All vampires drank during sex, it heightened the experience. His father had to have suffered greatly to have been denied drinking from his mate.
“It won’t hurt Cenwein. I promise.” He positioned his hand above her head and slid the other across her stomach. Her breathing hitched.
Brant leaned in, partially covering her body with his. Her nipples hardened against his chest and her breathing turned choppy. He hovered over her neck savouring her delicious scent. Strawberries with cream and a hint of vanilla. Brant didn’t normally have much of a sweet tooth.
Yet sweet had never smelled so damned good.
His fangs extended further, almost beyond their normal reach and his gums burned. Careful. Easy. Oh so gently, he kissed her soft skin. Felt her pulse against his lips. She moaned. An exhilarating sound. She would make many more of such noises if he had anything to do with it.
Brant opened his mouth and almost on autopilot, his fangs extended piercing her delicate skin.
Her rich, sweet blood slowly trickled into his mouth. Drop by delicious drop. Brant closed his eyes in pure ecstasy. It was his turn to moan.
Tasting her was thrilling, it was also pure torture but only because he wanted so much more. How in the hell was he supposed to stay in control when both his fangs and his dick were inside her? As it was, he had a strenuous hold on his restraint. Sweat beaded on his brow as he took a tentative pull. The tiny trickle became a steady flow and her delicious blood filled his mouth. He moaned as he swallowed.
At first she’d meant to ask him what Cenwein meant. He had called her twice by the name. Probably the vampire word for human.
All reason left her as his mouth made contact with her neck though. His touch scorched her. The heat moved through her body causing her nipples to tighten to the point of pain. Moisture pooled at the juncture of her thighs.
There was a small sting as his teeth broke her skin and then blinding pleasure as he sucked. The pull tugged on her aching nipples. It caused her clit to throb. She moaned. A strangled, animalistic sound. He eased the pull and she whimpered. When Brant sucked again, she cried out. This time her hips bucked.
Every nerve ending awoke. Every cell screamed for release. Next thing she knew, his hand moved to the elastic at the top of her panties. He paused. She wriggled needing his touch more than she’d ever needed anything before. Another cry was torn from her as he sucked again. His hand didn’t move. He was waiting for her permission. “Yes,” a strangled cry.
His hand cupped her pussy and her hips jerked. Two fingers breached her opening while a third stroked her throbbing clit. Brant took another pull at her neck, simultaneously thrusting his fingers deep inside. Tanya screamed as an orgasm took her. Waves of pleasure crashed through her. Her back bowed off the mattress and she screamed again.
A loud crash.
“What the…” Brant covered her with his body. Every hard muscle was taut.
“Fuck, Brant! I heard the scream. I thought.” It was Xavier who had been positioned at the door. Tanya recognized his voice. Knew it had to be him even though she couldn’t see a thing crushed under Brant’s huge body.
“You heard wrong. If you had been any other male I would have had your eyes.”
“Your female is…delectable.”
Brant growled, “Get out.” Tanya swore he sounded like he was smiling.
She caught Xavier’s chuckle as the door banged shut. Brant eased his weight off her by bracketing his arms on either side of her but he stayed on top. Her body covered by his.
“That felt very sexual to me.”
Brant laughed, his chest vibrated against her. Her hands were on his biceps. Her fingers only managed to circle half way.
The man was freaking huge.
His very large very hard erection strained against her belly. His eyes still glowed and his face was taut. “It doesn’t have to be sexual for vampires, but it’s always sexual for humans. I guess I should’ve warned you.” A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes.
She smiled, unable to get upset with him. She’d just had the best orgasm of her life and they hadn’t even had sex yet. “Yes, you should’ve.”
“I take it I didn’t hurt you?”
Tanya couldn’t help but to laugh again. “Oh, like those were screams of pain.”
He smiled. “Are you feeling okay?” His face took on a concerned edge.
She stretched, “Fantastic.”
“I would like it very much if I could get to know you now.” He dipped down raking her nipple with his teeth. The fabric of her bra only served to heighten the experience. His erection seemed to throb between them. “I need to be inside you.”
“Inside?”
“As deep as your body will permit me.”
Her clit throbbed like her recent orgasm had never happened.
“Um…” He must think she was a serious slut. There was no way she could turn him down. The need to feel him inside her body almost overwhelmed her. “Just for the record I normally don’t fuck on the first date.”
“Well it’s okay then.” He clasped her thighs and pulled them around his hips settling his straining erection at her core. “I will take you hard the first time but make no mistake, Tanya. We will be making love.”
Fantastic to look at and romantic. Could a girl ask for more? Just one little problem. “What about protection?” She moaned as he rocked against her.
“You’re not fertile at the moment.”
“Oh.”
Brant nuzzled into her neck lapping at the spot he had just drank from. Shots of pleasure had her pussy clenching and her clit throbbing. She moaned.
“First, I need to get a good look at you.” Brant flipped her around putting himself on his back and her on top.
Tanya felt her cheeks heat and had to work not to cover up even though she was still wearing her bra and panties. She licked her lips. “I’m kind of a lights off girl.”
“Well that’s about to change. Firstly, I see just as well in the dark and secondly, you have to be one of the sexiest creatures I have ever had the extreme pleasure of looking at.” He placed his large hands on her waist. His eyes glowed. His gaze dropped to her chest as his hands moved up to cup her breasts. “I never knew it, but I think I might be a breast man.” He tested their weight before running his fingers over her already tight nipples. Brant was good with hi
s hands, she found herself arching into his caresses.
Cool air on her skin was the only indication that he had removed her bra. He growled in approval. “Definitely a breasts man. So pink.” His hand circled around her back and he pulled her closer closing his hot mouth over an oversensitive nipple. His teeth raked her flesh, his tongue twirled around her sensitive nub. The ache in her core became almost too much to bear.
“Please,” she gasped. Tanya reached for his pants, she released the snap and pulled down the zipper. The biggest cock she’d ever seen jutted forward. Before she could think on it, her hand circled his impressive girth. Velvet covered steel. Tanya licked her lips. “Um…I don’t think it will fit.”
He chuckled. “Want to bet?”
“What is it with vampires and betting?”
Instead of answering, Brant flipped her over onto her back, he caged her with his massive body. Nudging his cock at her very wet, panty covered opening. He made a sound of frustration. She gasped as he rubbed against her swollen clit. Brant rocked against her again. There was a pulling and a ripping sound.
Skin to skin.
Tanya cried out as his swollen tip breached her tight sex.
His jaw locked and his eyes glowed. Sweat beaded on his brow as he slid in another inch. Brant moved agonizingly slowly. Tanya had never felt so full. So stretched there was a light sting intermingled with the pleasure. He pushed his hand between their bodies, his thumb finding her clit. Tanya panted with each lazy circle of his finger. She pulled her thighs higher up onto his body, wrapping her legs around him.
Brant pulled back and pushed in, just the tip of his manhood inside her yet already he was hitting all the right nerve endings. Out and in. Deeper this time. He rocked and thrust stopping only when he was balls deep.
“You okay?” Brant spoke through clenched teeth.
Not trusting her voice, she nodded wriggling beneath him. Needing more.
He brushed his lips over hers. “Never felt so good before.” He squeezed his eyes shut. “I need to take you hard.”
“Yes,” a whispered plea. Tanya raked her nails down his back, clasping his meaty ass. The action deepened his penetration and they both gasped.
He choked out a laugh. “Woman, you are going to kill me.” His eyes turned hard. “You can’t touch me. I’m barely holding on. You’re just so tight. So perfect…” Brant took hold of her wrists and lifted her hands above her head. He held her in place with one hand and used the other to keep the majority of his weight off her. His cock throbbed in her pussy.
She couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. Could only feel as he took her hard. His hips pistoned back and forth, his balls slapping against her. He changed position slightly, hitting every spot. Most she hadn’t even known existed. She struggled to breathe. Threw her head back as the first flutter of her orgasm hit her deep inside her core. The feeling growing and spreading like, thick warm molasses. Brant jerked against her, deepening the connection. Heat filled her belly, increasing her pleasure. He roared, continuing to thrust into her over and over again. Her orgasm kept on coming, just when she thought she would come back down another wave hit. Brant finally slowed. He eased in and out extending their pleasure before stopping. He stayed inside her. They both panted. Brant released her hands and wiped a wayward strand from her face.
“I’m still alive.” She grinned at him and he rolled his eyes
“I almost killed you a couple of times.”
Tanya searched for any sign of humor and found none. “I doubt that,” her tone was questioning even as she sought to reassure him.
Brant grinned and out popped those sexy dimples. “I think we’re going to be just fine, Tanya Milan.” Still semi erect, he eased himself out of her. Brant moved to lie on the bed pulling Tanya into his arms. For the first time in her life, she felt content. Like maybe she belonged.
Chapter 6
Brant stiffened beneath her. The first light stole its way through the bedroom drapes. Tanya’s leg was between his and her arm was casually slung over his chest. She snuck a peek at his face. Beneath his five o’clock shadow, his jaw was tense, his eyes wide.
“Something is wrong,” he whispered sitting upright. “Stay here, I’ll go and check.”
“Should I be worried?” She stretched. The sheet dropped to her waist.
His eyes glazed over, heating as they followed the contours of her body.
He growled. “Too much activity for this time of the morning. I’ll make it quick. Don’t you dare move.” He pulled the sheet further down exposing the thin strip of hair between her thighs. “I know what I’m having for breakfast.”
Her insides turned to jello at the thought of what his hot, expert mouth could do to her. He slid from under the covers and retrieved his pants, which were in a pile on the floor. His body was muscled. His cock, hard. It took some repositioning before he could zip himself up. She felt herself grow warm in anticipation of what was to come.
“Stay right there. Just like that.”
She looked down at all of her exposed naked flesh feeling a little shy all of a sudden. “Maybe on my tummy.” She moved to lie on her front. His eyes dropped to her ass. He groaned. In that moment, she had never felt more desired, never more beautiful. “I’ll lick you until you come and then I’ll take you from behind.” His face dropped, “…but then I won’t get to see your breasts. Maybe you can sit on top of me. I’ll get mirrors installed.”
“You’re nuts, but I like the sound of everything you just said. I guess that makes me nuts too.” A door slammed. The sound of footfalls in the hall. His eyes flashed in the direction of the noises.
“Go already,” she said.
He pulled on a shirt.
“Just make it quick.” She arched her back enjoying the choked groan as he moved towards the door.
Her ex had left her feeling inadequate. Images out there in today’s world were always of wafer thin models. Although Tanya was far from overweight, she had a few more pounds than what was considered acceptable. Most of those extra pounds were on her chest with the other few on her hips and thighs. She’d always been blessed with a narrow waist and flat tummy. Dieting didn’t help much, she’d come to the conclusion that this was how she was meant to look.
In such a short time, Brant had managed to make her feel like the most valued treasure. There was a delicious ache that resonated from between her thighs reminding her of how he had made love to her last night.
Brant had said not to move, but she doubted he would mind if she poured them a bubble bath. Her whole body felt a little sore as she stood. Tanya padded to the bathroom and turned the faucets on in his enormous tub. There was no bubble bath in sight. After a thorough search, she decided he didn’t have any. Big, burly vampire types did not soak in tubs evidently. Well that was about to change. Her room was just next door, she exited Brant’s suite leaving his door open. Xavier was still outside. She wondered if he had been there all night.
“Go back in. Brant will be here shortly.” Xavier was just as tall as Brant but not as built. This still put him in the bigger than most human males category. He was movie star good looking. Tattoos flirted at the bottoms of his shirt sleeves. She noticed he had beautiful silver grey eyes with the same dark hair as Brant.
“What’s going on?”
“Something happened at Zane’s coven. Some disturbing rumors are flying around.”
“What kinds of rumors?” Her heart sped up. For whatever reason, she knew that whatever was going on would affect her somehow. Although she hadn’t seen it immediately, for the first time in her life things were going her way. Something in her gut told her that everything was about to come crashing down.
Brant rounded the corner. His strides ate up the floor. His face was a contorted mask of anger. His hands were tight fists at his sides. Every muscle bunched and ready. Her heart landed in her throat. Just seeing him confirmed her worst suspicions. This was bad.
His eyes softened as he neared her.
“Is it true?” Xavier asked.
“Yes, only worse.” He slid his arm around her, pulling her close. Holding her so tight that his embrace almost hurt.
“How could it possibly be worse?” Xavier fisted his hands into his pockets.
“The bastard has invoked the Mate’s Lore,” Brant’s voice had dropped low, deadly. Xavier openly gaped, flashing those silver eyes in her direction.
She swallowed hard. “Could someone tell me what the hell is going on?”
Brant’s chest heaved as he inhaled deeply letting the air out on a sigh. He released his hold on her somewhat. “Let’s go inside.”
“It’s bad isn’t it?”
His jaw tensed. “Yeah, Cenwein. I’m afraid it is.” He put a hand to the small of her back and ushered her into his suite but turned back to address Xavier. “Have the vehicles ready in an hour.”
“So soon?”
Brant nodded stiffly and closed the door. He inclined his head towards the wood for a few seconds. What was so bad that he needed to compose himself first before telling her?
Brant turned, his face was pale. “Zane killed his chosen during the mating. It happened last night.”
Tanya gasped. She wobbled on her legs, thankful that the bed was only a step away. She sank down onto the soft mattress putting her head in her hands. “That poor girl. Oh my God. I should’ve tried harder to save her.”
Brant knelt in front of her. “Trust you to blame yourself. I know I haven’t known you very long, but I have never been more certain than in this moment that you were the best choice to be my queen.” He brushed a tear from her cheek. She didn’t even realize that she’d let it fall. “It’s not your fault. There was nothing you could’ve done to stop this. Zane is a brutal bastard.” Brant paused. He ground his teeth and shook his head.
“Wait just a minute.” Dread welled up inside her. “This gets worse how?”
“He’s invoked Mate’s Lore.” Brant was looking at the floor.
“Which means what exactly?”
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