He shook his head. “Unfortunately it is Brant’s turn, giving him every right. Besides, watching you find completion is my second favorite thing in this whole world. It would never make me feel angry.”
“What is your favorite thing?” She could guess, but it would be nice to hear him say it.
Brant placed a soft kiss on her temple before moving in behind her. There was a sound of a zipper being lowered. It had her breath catching. This was followed by a rustling of clothing as Brant lowered his pants. “I can’t wait to be inside of you, Cenwein.” His voice was husky, belying his need.
Zane moved a little closer to her while looking deep into her eyes. He cupped her chin. “My favorite would be making you cum hard, sweetness.” Zane’s grin pulled tight as Brant thrust into her in one bold move that had her whimpering.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” Brant growled from behind her.
The way Zane’s hand pulled on his cock had her mesmerized. “I’m going to imagine that I’m inside of you, sweetness.” A low growl. “That your tight sheath is squeezing me. Impossibly tight. So fucking snug I can hardly breathe. Can you feel me?”
“Yes,” she cried as Brant picked up the pace. She followed the word of affirmation by groaning Brant’s name. He felt so damned good inside her. His movements were less deep but he fucked her much faster. Already she could feel the steady build. Not far off from where her and Zane had left off.
“That feels so good.” She groaned, urging Brant on. His hands slapped down on either side of her as he caged her in with his big body, his hot breath fanned her ear sending shivers down her spine. “I love being inside you. I love you so fucking much, Cenwein.” On and on he pumped, leaving her so close to coming that it had her crying out in need. Flesh slapped against flesh. The sucking sounds her body made as he slid in and out of her had her blood turning even hotter in her veins.
All the while, Zane continued to pump his fist up and down his shaft in easy strokes. His expression was pinched. His jaw clenched. A light sheen of sweat covered his brow. His eyes moved from where Brant was fucking her to her face and back again. “How does our female feel?” He growled, his eyes flashing to where Brant’s face would be.
A low, rumbling vibration left Brant’s throat. “Being inside our human is the best. So good it actually hurts…from trying not to cum. From being squeezed so fucking tight.” His voice was so thick and husky. On a low growl, he moved back gripping her ass as he did so that she opened up further for him. Tanya moaned loudly, feeling her pussy flutter with the start of her orgasm.
“What do you need, Cenwein?” Brant was panting hard. “Harder? Deeper? Should I touch your clit?”
Tanya could only whimper at this stage. She bit down on her lip. A couple more thrusts was all it would take, she didn’t need anything else. Watching Zane’s face grow taut, seeing his muscles bunch under his soft leathers. Hearing his ragged breathing just enhanced the whole experience. “Do that thing our female likes.” He growled, fisting his cock harder, moving quicker up and down his long, thick shaft.
Her pussy fluttered more severely at the thought. It wasn’t something she ever thought she would like. Boy was she wrong. As soon as Brant’s finger breached her back end, a thick squirt of cum erupted from Zane’s shaft and he groaned.
Tanya sucked in a deep breath, holding it in her lungs as she felt her orgasm move through her in a shocking jolt that had her groaning through clenched teeth. Then Brant was over her with his fangs in her neck and her orgasm intensified causing her hands to dig into the bed covers and her eyes to roll back as she tipped back her head. Her mouth fell open on a silent scream. Only once the initial shock wave passed through her was she able to expel her breath in an all out scream. It was another thing that her boys loved about her…she was expressive during sex so she didn’t bother trying to hold back.
Brant made a grunting noise as his semen filled her in hot bursts that had him jerking inside of her. Another hard suck on her neck had her racing back up to the pinnacle and crying out, sounding more like a wounded animal than a woman in the throes of utter ecstasy.
There was a slapping noise, followed by a meaty thud as Brant was yanked away from her. Tanya fell face first into the mattress. Her arms and legs didn’t work very well as she was still coming down from her orgasm, which had drained all of her energy. With effort, she pulled herself up and moved so that she could see what was going on behind her. Her mate lay sprawled on the floor with a pissed Zane standing over him. Both of them had their pants down to mid thigh, both of them still sported semi erect cocks.
This was growing tiresome. If it weren’t for the situation, she would laugh.
“I drank from our female this morning.” Zane growled, the sound so menacing that Tanya wrapped her arms around herself and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.
“I promised our female the best orgasm and I always deliver on my promises. I hardly took anything from her.”
“Fuck you, Brant! I should beat your ass. You dare call me a dickhead? What kind of dickhead move was that?” Zane’s hands had curled into fists.
Brant jumped to his feet in a graceful move that had her heart…and if she was really honest, her lady bits…fluttering. “I did it for our female, not for myself.”
“Just like I was pleasuring my Ysnaar earlier for her. Not for myself.” Zane beat a tight fist against his chest. “I agree with you that we can’t risk our son or our female, that’s why I moved away and let you finish. Yet, in a dick move you contradict yourself by taking blood from her.” Zane snarled, flashing a set of distended fangs that would terrify the most hardcore person. Vampire or other. Yet, Brant didn’t so much as flinch. He flashed a set of fangs just as panic inducing.
“You should not have been here in the first place.” Brant put a finger in Zane’s face.
This was about to become ugly. Tanya put a protective hand over her belly. “Stop this. You are upsetting me, which is not good for the baby. I wish you would both stop with the possessive shit already.”
Two sets of dark eyes landed on her. They were both still seriously pissed.
She shook her head. “Don’t you see? I can take frequent sex…with both of you. I can take it if you both take blood from me as well, just as long as you give me some of yours in return. Both Becky and Selina agree with me.” Her mouth watered and her own little fangs burned with the need to extend. She ignored the urge…for the moment. “What I can’t handle is this constant arguing. It’s like you’re about to go at each other’s throats at any second and I don’t like it one bit. I thought we had moved past all of this.”
Zane looked down at his feet for a beat or two and Brant’s eyes drifted to the far side of the room. Both of them looked distinctly sheepish when their gazes returned to her. Zane toed the carpet with his heavy boots, he pulled his leather pants up till they rode low on his hips but didn’t try to close them. Brant still wore his expensive looking dress shoes. His pants were at mid thigh and his fancy white shirt was a little rumpled where he had pulled it up in the front, in his haste to be inside of her. She loved that she still had this effect on them, even now…especially now. She could so do without the drama that came with it though.
Brant’s almost black eyes softened up and he ran a hand through his hair. “I’m sorry, Cenwein. It’s just that the need to protect you, to provide for you…it’s riding us both so hard right now.”
Zane made a choked noise. “It’s our ingrained instinct. Very difficult to override. It doesn’t help how attracted we are to you…just adds to the tension.”
Hearing it explained like this made her feel good but it also worried her. They were still a few weeks away from the birth and right now that felt like a very long time. Maybe too long. Pulling a sheet around herself, Tanya licked her lips. “I understand when it comes to outside dangers…”
They both growled at an unknown, nonexistent foe belying just how severe these instincts were.
It felt real
ly good to have them protect her like this but it could also be stifling and right now downright freaking irritating. “You can’t turn on one another though. The three of us are a team.”
Zane nodded and repositioned his still hard member so that he could close his pants. It took a while longer but Brant finally nodded as well while pulling his pants up over his hips. “Anything for you, Cenwein.”
“That’s just it, it’s not just for me, it’s for us as a family. Our lives are about to change drastically and I need the two of you onboard with that.”
Zane stepped forward. “We are, sweetness. Don’t ever doubt that.”
Brant closed the distance between himself and the bed. He put a knee on the mattress and leaned down to brush her lips with his.
“Brant will feed you first,” Zane growled. “He is already late for a meeting so you will need to hurry.”
Brant looked at his watch and gave a soft curse. “The humans can wait,” he growled. “Take what you need.” He winked at her before sitting and removing his shirt. “Take your time, Cenwein.”
Brant slid his arm around her as she kneeled at his side. The burst of rapture on her tongue had her crying out as she sank her fangs into his neck. Zane growled just as Brant moaned. Her eyes locked with Zane’s, they’d darkened up a whole lot. Her mate folded his arms across his chest, a muscle ticked in his jaw.
Just a few weeks, may as well be a lifetime.
Chapter 2
The female stretched her back and if he really tried, Zane was sure he would be able to see her pussy. Her dress was short, and so tight that he could make out the outline of her breasts including her pebbled nipples. He wasn’t in the least bit interested and was sure to keep his eyes on hers in order to convey that. There was nothing she had that he wanted to see. Especially with the thought of his female’s lush curves still at the forefront of his mind. His attraction to Tanya grew as she ripened with child. It was becoming harder and harder to stick to the pact he and Brant had agreed to. Especially since their human didn’t agree. They needed to do what was best for their mate and unborn child even if it killed them.
Looking at him from under long lashes, she touched his arm. “You look like you are hungry, my lord.” She purred. “Would you like to come back to my room? I’m sure that the queen will understand.”
He took in a deep breath trying hard not to smile. There was no way in hell his little human would understand. Tanya would have his dick and both his balls if he even thought about being with another female…in any way shape or fucking form. Zane loved that she was so possessive.
Arching a brow, the female obviously took his silence as permission to continue. The hand that had lightly touched the side of his arm closed over his bicep and he found everything in him tightening and not in a good way.
“I will make you feel so good.” She purred some more.
“No thank you,” Zane growled a little too harshly. Not liking how forward she was. It felt like she was slighting the queen. “I am a mated male.”
“You have needs, my lord.” She took a small step towards him and he had to work not to step back. “The queen is in no position to satisfy those needs. Not right now.”
He made a noise of frustration, one she misinterpreted as need.
“I’m ready for you.” He could scent her arousal. It irritated him. “I know you are busy, we could be done in minutes.”
“I said that I wasn’t interested.” He moved away, intent on leaving.
“That tells me different.” She pointed at the bulge in his pants. The one he sported since leaving Tanya. A hand job just wasn’t the same as the real thing. Even if he had watched Tanya find her pleasure while fisting his cock. It might have been the next best thing to full blown sex but it still wasn’t nearly enough. He would fucking deal. There would be no female taking his Ysnaar’s place. Not now and not ever.
“My dick being hard has nothing to do with you.” He decided to be blunt. “My female is the cause and my female will ease me.”
She giggled. “Why are you walking in the opposite direction to her chamber then?” There was no malice in her voice. She was simply stating the obvious. “Have you told our queen that you are permitted to take other females while she enters her final stages of pregnancy?”
Zane shook his head. “That is none of your business.”
“Oh, my king.” She tsk’d. “Both you and Brant are too virile to abstain for any length of time. You are alpha males of the highest order. Vampire royalty. There is just no way.”
Gritting his teeth, Zane had to work hard to keep the growl from his voice. “We will not need to abstain. Our human is strong—”
Again, the female laughed, cocking her head to the side as she looked up at him. “You know where to find me when you change your mind. Your sentiment is sweet but not sustainable.” She shook her head. “I am not an emotional female. I understand that you love your human. If you need a warm body, I am more than willing.” She winked at him. “You need to let your human know what the rules are though, before she finds out from someone else. You would be well within your rights to take me up on my offer. To take any of the many unmated females to your bed. This will be the first of many offers, and you know it. Speak with our queen. If she loves you and puts your needs first, she will understand. I sincerely hope that she will be respectful of our vampire ways. Respectful of both you and King Brant, my lord.” She briefly bowed her head before flashing him a smile which exposed a long, ivory fang. Turning on her heel, the female left before he could set the record straight.
Zane cursed under his breath. The thing was, the female was right. It was one of those ancient, bullshit lores that said that vampire royalty and their elite could rut with substitute females while their mates were too heavily pregnant to accommodate them. There were those that evoked the lore, but it was rare for a male to go against the wishes of their female. Especially during such a precarious time.
Zane felt his lips twitch at the thought of how his Ysnaar would react when she found out about the lore. His little human would have a meltdown. She was the most possessive female he had ever known. At one time he would’ve thought that such a trait in a female would irritate him. Yet, the opposite was true. Unless of course her possessiveness was brought on due to a lack of self-confidence.
Zane shook his head as he made his way to the front of the castle that led to the main doors. The best course of action would be to have a discussion with Brant, to make sure that they were united in this. His jaw clenched at the thought of Brant hurting their female. He had better fucking be onboard or so help him…
From there, they would need to gently break the news to Tanya while assuring her that neither of them would ever actually evoke the lore. His hand could cramp and his balls could burst, it wouldn’t change anything. His little human was everything he needed.
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Brant closed the door behind him. The human lawyers rose to their feet. Three of them. He motioned for them to take a seat. “I’m sorry I’m late. Something came up that needed attending to.”
The humans would not be able to scent that he had just rutted his female. By now, he had met with these males countless times so he was beginning to become reacquainted with their human shortcomings. It had been almost a year since they had mated Tanya. Thank the gods, her senses were much more developed and she was so much stronger than she used to be. Being with these humans reminded him of just how far his mate had come. They were puny and clueless and he looked forward to a day very soon when the contracts would be wrapped up and such frequent meetings would no longer be necessary.
“Here is the final contract for the trials.” The older of the three males pushed a document across the wide mahogany table towards him.
Brant stretched the rest of the way and took the thick contract. The male was one of the partners at a law firm. His helicopter was parked on the lawns outside. The much younger male next to him was his associate. The third male was from Sw
eetwater, his suit was cheap and off the rack but his smile was genuine. Brant was much more inclined to trust the latter male than the other two. His only concern was that the human scented of alcohol now and had on every other occasion they had met as well. He knew that the substance was addictive to humans and that it at times impaired their ability to think rationally. The only consolation was that the scent was never overpowering and that the male had never seemed affected. Brant didn’t like having to involve humans in vampire affairs but since they planned on integrating human females into their coven, they had no other choice.
Brant flipped through the document. “Are all the loopholes taken care of?” He kept his eyes on the older male, Eugene Carlyle.
The male nodded. “Yes. We may need to make amendments once you roll out the program.”
Brant made a small growling noise and all three males flinched. They were so damned weak in both stature and mind. “I don’t want comebacks. I certainly don’t want dealings with your human law.”
Eugene sighed, he threaded his fingers together, resting his elbows on the table in front of him. “Please understand that a contract will never circumvent the law. The best way to ensure that this breeding program of yours”—he wrinkled his nose—“runs smoothly, is to ensure that the rules are followed and that the risk is minimized. There cannot be any major incidents.”
“I’m curious, you don’t seem to like the idea of our program, why is that? Since we will soon begin advertising the trial positions in the local paper, I am interested in hearing your views.”
Eugene smiled, the expression didn’t reach his eyes. “I am a married man, Mr…Brant. The thought of propositioning women so that your men can have sex with them is crazy to me. The idea that random strangers would have sex in the hope of them pairing up for the purpose of having offspring just doesn’t compute.”
Brant felt his brow crease. “To clear things up. The idea is that your human females will mate with our best males in the hope of offspring. It’s not quite as crude as what you are making it sound like.”
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