The Taking (erotic paranormal) (The Breeding Prophecy)

by Andria, Alexx

  She held back the caustic remark that hovered on her tongue. Koris was trying to help; there was no sense in being rude. But she didn’t feel better. In fact, she felt worse. What if she didn’t have maternal instincts? What if she was a terrible mother? “Thanks,” she murmured, looking away. “I appreciate your kindness. It’s more than Tieran has shown me.”

  “Give it time. He is grieving, too,” he said.

  “For what?” she asked, looking up sharply. He must’ve realized he’d revealed too much and tightened his lips. “Don’t leave me in the dark, Koris,” she begged, needing a little insight or she’d go insane. “He mentioned something similar but I didn’t understand.”

  Koris looked anxiously around the garden as if worried about being overheard. Cassandra held her breath, desperate to know more about the man who would father her child, whether she liked it or not. Finally, he leaned down to share in a low voice, “It is not for me to say but Tieran was forced to give up something dear to him when it became apparent that the Prophesied One had come into her Breeding Time. When we discovered you…Tieran had to forsake the woman he loved.”

  Cassandra gasped and drew back, shocked to her toes. The image of the woman she’d glimpsed flashed in her mind and she fought a growl of possession that came from nowhere. She recovered without Koris noticing, yet added with dismay, “He had a girlfriend?”

  “Shhhh,” Koris said sharply, glancing to see if they were still alone. “Yes. Of sorts. It was ill-fated from the start but Tieran would not be swayed from the chase.”

  Cassandra swallowed, not knowing what to say. It was difficult to reconcile the hard-hearted bastard she knew Tieran to be with the image of a man in love, willing to do whatever it took to be with his woman. She suffered a twinge of jealousy that he did not feel that way about her. “Who is she? Does she live here at the compound?”

  “Her name is Serra. And no, she has left the compound. When news spread that you had been found, she couldn’t face being here with you, knowing that you and Tieran would be together.”

  “I’m the reluctant other woman,” Cassandra said softly, still reeling from the information. “I broke them up. No wonder he hates me.”

  “You didn’t break them up. They weren’t meant to be and they knew it,” Koris said in a hard tone, surprising her. “It is what it is. As I said before, it is unhealthy to dwell in the past as that way lies madness; focus on the future.”

  She nodded faintly. “Thank you, Koris,” she said, knowing he’d taken a great risk in sharing this information with her. Koris dipped his head in a subtle bow and left the garden, leaving Cassandra with a lot more questions. Did it change things knowing that Tieran had given up someone dear to him for the sake of the Prophecy? Cassandra weighed the information against her hurt and bruised feelings and found that it did. Not that it gave him a pass on his craptastic attitude toward her, but it did help her to understand his animosity. So they both had reasons to hate their roles in this little forced tableau. Where did that leave them now? Her hand drifted to her stomach. What if she had conceived his child? A trickle of warmth filled her insides at the thought but she immediately thrust it away. She didn’t trust her feelings right now. Everything was too raw, too immediate to truly know how she felt about anything…even the possibility of being pregnant.

  A different thought occurred to her that chased away the previous warmth.

  What if she were already pregnant…with Ulster’s child? Tears stung her eyes as fear followed. Don’t think about the possibility, a voice warned as she squeezed her eyes shut. If she had to be pregnant…please let it be Tieran’s.

  Oh God…please.

  Cassandra rose on shaky limbs, no longer comforted by the garden and suddenly famished.

  Again.

  Hunger — both sexual and physical — was about the only thing she could count on as constant in her life these days.

  Good grief, she sighed and headed for the house.

  But just as she reached for the door, her stomach seized and an agonizing pain ripped through her body, twisting her guts with a vise. “Oh God! Help me!” she screamed as she crumpled to the ground, writhing in pain as she struggled to breathe. She clutched her belly, curled in a ball, moaning as the pain hit a crescendo. The pain clarified her mind and at the same time blotted out rational thought. In her mind’s eye she saw two tiny heartbeats beating fiercely, pumping blood to two equally tiny bodies as her every resource was routed to serve their needs. The air seized in her lungs as the knowledge pressed down upon her mind.

  Noooo! Please God, no!

  Two babies. Two different fathers.

  Tears of agony mingled with those of dismay and fear but she couldn’t voice the scream trapped in her throat.

  Two babies. Two different fathers

  “God, help me,” she whispered just before the pain swept her away on a black tide of nothingness and she shuddered with gratitude.

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  Don’t miss the next installment of The Breeding Prophecy as Cassandra tries to make sense of her conflicting feelings for Tieran as well as her babies as Ulster continues to threaten everything and everyone in Cassandra’s world as he vows to stop at nothing to possess The Prophesied One.

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  Enjoy an excerpt from another of Alexx Andria’s best-selling paranormal erotic romances, BOUND TO THE BEAST.

  I didn’t hear the door open but I suddenly became aware that I wasn’t alone. The hair on the back of my neck prickled and I slowly turned, praying that I was simply being melodramatic. But somehow I knew before even turning that it was him standing there, blocking my exit and watching me with open hunger.

  I turned and my heart jumped into my throat. “What are you doing?” I asked, my voice a high-pitched squeak as I flattened against the opposite wall. “This is the l-ladies room.”

  “You smell like honey and rain,” he said, his mouth curving in a sensual line that did weird things to my ability to remain standing. I almost forgot that he was likely a weirdo or psychotic killer but I remembered quickly when he began walking toward me.

  “Stop!” I cried, my voice shaking. “Or I’ll scream. Get out and leave me alone and we can just forget this ever happened and you won’t have to go to jail for being a creeper.”

  “Forget? And why would I want to do that? It’s taken a century to find you…I’m not about to walk away.”

  “W-what? Are you crazy?” I asked, my mouth trembling. Had he said…a century? Fabulous. I was locked in a dimly light club bathroom with a crazy person. Hadn’t my evening been crappy enough already? I looked furtively for something I could use as a weapon but aside from throwing soggy paper towel wads his way, I was screwed. This was how it ended, I thought grimly. Savaged by a nutball in a dirty bathroom. Tears pricked my eyes. “I don’t want to die,” I whispered as he strode toward me.

  At my whispered plea, he simply smiled darkly and pulled me roughly to him. “Who said anything about dying, sweetling?” he murmured, crushing me against the granite of his chest. “Humans,” he chuckled with amusement even as I stiffened against him. “Such alarmists.” He didn’t give me a chance to respond as his head dipped down and suddenly his lips were moving across mine. He smelled of masculinity and raw power; sex and leather. The heady combination was enough to dampen my fear and sharpen my sudden arousal. He pressed me against the bathroom wall that was covered in profane graffiti and I gasped at the shock of his tongue searching for mine. I clung to him as he ground his hardened length against me through the rough denim of my jeans. I wiggled against the delicious pressure, quickly losing all sense of why this was a bad idea, and simply gave in to the intoxicating feel of being ravaged. Yes, ravaged was a good word for what he was doing to me. There was nothing soft or sweet about the way his hands were roaming my body as if memorizing every curve, every valley. I’d never been so consumed by another person in my life. Every boyfriend or casual sexual relationship I’d ever been in or with had always left me wanting for som
ething deeper, more primal. He filled his hands with my breasts and when the fabric of my blouse impeded his questing touch, he growled and simply ripped it from my body. I sucked in a shocked breath but trembled at the look of possession in his stare as he openly stared at the way my boobs overfilled the lacy cups of my black bra.

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  OHH, DADDY!:

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  THE AWAKENING (The Breeding Prophecy):

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