warm
weight that helped center him. It had been a very long time since he had felt
this out of control. He almost felt like a teenager again. Not the king he was.
The strong methodical leader. Coming inside her should’ve had him thinking
rationally and although it helped, it wasn’t nearly enough. He needed to drink
from her. The need was not physical. After taking from her two days ago it
would be a few more days before his body would require him to partake again. One
small mouthful would do it. More than just blood, he needed to be close to her.
Needed to make love to her, to worship her body. Eradicate Zane from her mind. Hell,
from both their minds.
Brant hated himself for what he’d put Tanya
through. She was a sweet, delicate human, not used to the ways of his people.
It was perfectly acceptable for vampires to share. It even happened on occasion
that two males would mate with one female. The thought of Zane watching Tanya
ride him, taking her pleasure from him had added to his own enjoyment. Let the
bastard see his female take what she needed from him. It made his blood boil
when Zane had laid his hands on her though. So much so that he had to turn away
the first time. The only reassurance he had was that he had his cock buried in
her and not the other way around.
“Our female is in danger,” Zane said. Brant
looked back at the big bastard. The thing he needed most of all was the
arrogant king gone. Brant took a deep breath, he took a step back feeling his
female behind him. Her reassuring heat at his back.
“What do you suggest?” Brant asked. “You
sound like you already have a plan.” The bastard would have everything mapped
out. Brant knew without a doubt it would be self-serving because just as the
other species had taken advantage, so would Zane.
“Your little manor house is very beautiful.
I hear you used the best architects and designers and it’s turned into quite
the creation.”
“Out with it.” Any more of this and Brant
was going to flatten his nose.
“It was never built with defense in mind
though. Quite frankly it’s an attacking enemy’s wet dream.”
“It also has passages within the walls. A
bunker below my suite with two exits. One in Freelax Forest and another at the
statue a hundred feet before the lake.”
Zane cocked his head. “You used local
builders, so all of what you have just said could become public knowledge with
the right incentive.”
“I used professionals who would not be
easily swayed. I paid them royally for their silence.” His irritation grew.
“The kind of persuasion I’m talking about
would not need to include money. There are many ways to empty a vein. A well
placed dagger and they would sing like birds.”
“What are you proposing?”
“You could take one of the wings at the castle
during your time with the female. That way she would remain safe, unless of
course you are able to move your coven back into Starwood.”
Brant flinched at the mention of the castle
he had abandoned so many years ago. His mind recalled the amount of blood that
had been spilled inside its walls. To him, it represented the long arduous war. Terrible times . Even if he wanted to go back, he couldn’t. Its walls had
been breached and never repaired once the war ended. The castle wasn’t
liveable. Zane already knew this. He bit down on his tongue until he tasted blood.
He so wanted to tell the bastard what he could do with himself.
“I will take care of my female. I do not
need you or your castle to defend her.”
Zane narrowed his eyes. “I disagree. She is
vulnerable. My offer is perfectly acceptable. I will not interfere when it is
your time with her.”
Yeah right, next he’d tell Brant that
flames would not scorch. Zane would like nothing more than to have Tanya under
his roof permanently. The arrogant bastard would do everything in his power to
make it difficult for Brant. Would stack the chips firmly against him.
Bottom line, he couldn’t trust