#5 Chosen by the Vampire Kings: BBW Romance (Part 5: Red Lust) (2 page)

So
fucking good.

Zane
fell back taking her with him, his cock still buried inside her. After a few
beats, she turned her head to the spot Brant had occupied.

“He’s
gone,” Zane said. He’d heard the male leave as he moved to drink from his
female.

When
she turned back, her eyes were clouded. Zane hated that she felt pain. He
leaned forward and kissed her, tasting his own blood on her lips.

Something
he could get used to fast.

She
smiled as he released her. Pulling her closer, his greedy human sniffed at his
neck. “I want to do that again. Maybe we could stay here for the rest of the
evening.” She gasped. “I know, we could stay here for the rest of our lives.
Share blood and live on orgasms.” She giggled licking at his neck. “I only wish
Brant could”—she huffed and her eyes dropped to his neck—“never mind.”

Tanya
nuzzled his skin. “You need to stop, Ysnaar.” He chuckled. “You’ve had too much
already.” He ignored her previous comment, not wanting to talk about the other
male.

She
pulled back a little. “Oh no, is there a limit?” Her lips were glistening. Her
eyes still on his neck.

“You
need to get used to taking blood. It’s new to your human system. Take it easy.
Too much of a good thing and all that.”

“I
feel fine.” Her lashes fused. She pulled a lush lip between her lips and pulled
herself onto her elbows wriggling in a way that had her nipples rubbing up
against his chest.

“Stop
that or I’ll change my mind.”

“That’s
the plan.”

“Sex,
yes.” He paused, flipping her so that she was on her back with him over her.
Zane pulled her arms above her head. Tanya nipped at him but he pulled just out
of her reach. “Blood, no.”

She
made a sound of irritation which quickly turned to a groan as he rocked inside
her. “I believe I promised you multiple orgasms.”

“You
also promised to use your tongue on me.” She lifted her eyebrows.

He
pulled almost all the way out. “The night is young, Ysnaar.”  His female’s eyes
drifted shut and her mouth slackened as he slid back into her. Slow and easy.

****

Leaving
his female satisfied and napping, Zane went in search of Lance. Upon entering
his suite, he faltered halting mid-step. Charlotte’s robe rode low on her hips.
She faced Lance, who was still bedridden although he wouldn’t be down for much
longer.

“I
said no.” It pained Zane to hear how soft and weak his friend’s voice sounded.

“Rutting
will make you stronger.” Charlotte said, yet she still pulled her robe back
over her shoulders and fastened the tie.

Poor
Charlotte
, he thought. Even though she was
infertile, she was considered one of the most desirable females in the coven. Yet,
she wasn’t having much luck in the male department lately.

“Thank
you,” Xavier added almost whispering.

Zane
had never known his head guard to be quite this polite. It worried him.

“My
lord.” Lance greeted turning his face to him only after he had spoken.

Charlotte
gave a semi curtsy. “If you change your mind.” She looked in Lance’s direction.

“I
won’t.”

Confusion
marred her features, Charlotte was not used to being denied. She nodded once and
left the room.

“You
should’ve taken her up on her offer.”

“I
was tempted, but I hate lying here while Stephany…” His lips tightened. Pulling
a second pillow behind his head, Lance struggled to pull himself into a semi
upright position. He was breathing heavily by the time he finished. His skin
was pale and there were dark circles under his eyes.

“It
won’t be long before she is released. The wolves would be fools to harm her.”

“Within
a day or two, I will be well. I will find her.”

“You
will do nothing of the sort.”

“I
will seek out my mate and bring her back to her rightful place at my side.”
Lance’s eyes glowed, his biceps bulged as his hands closed to tight fists.

“Enough.”

Lance
closed his mouth into a thin white line.

“Trying
to find her would be futile. Our best trackers failed, as will you.” Zane
pulled a chair up next to the bed. “If she is not back within the week, then we
will act.”

“A
week is a long time. So much can go wrong. I need my female. Three days or I
will—”

“Quiet.
You are not being rational. Since when do you care so much about what happens
to the female?” Zane was fast losing patience.

“
My
female,” Lance growled.

“You
accidentally mated her twenty years ago, you ignored each other ever since it
happened, and now you want to claim her as yours?” He couldn’t help but to
point out the hypocrisy there.

 “The
moment her fangs breached my skin during the new moon, she became mine. When
our blood flowed as one, she became my mate.”

Zane
held up his hand. “Spare me, I know how it works.” He knew he was being a
little insensitive but
fuck
, maybe one of the arrows had pierced Lance’s
head. “Twenty years Lance. I gave you leave many years ago to take the female.
Why now?”

“With
all due respect, my lord. It’s none of your fucking business.”

Zane
chuckled. “Glad to see you haven’t turned into a complete pussy.”

“Stop
that,” Lance smiled. “You look weird when you laugh.”

Zane
smiled. “Having a female has been good for me.”

Lance
narrowed his eyes. “I hear you will continue to share her with Brant. Again,
with all due respect…” Lance paused waiting for permission to continue.

“Yeah,
yeah.” Zane motioned for him to get on with it.

“…a
three way mating. What the fuck?”

Zane
arched his brow. “It’s a bit tricky.” He wasn’t sure he was still game. Since
his female had become pregnant, he didn’t feel as up to sharing. If her
pregnancy affected him this way, it would be twice as bad for Brant who hadn’t
been able to share well from the start.

Lance
chuckled and winced. “Tricky.” He smiled “I’ll bet, one female and two cocks.
Especially when the cocks happen to be attached to two dominant, arrogant
males. It must be all fun and games.”

“A
whole, big bundle. Tanya is with child.”

Lance’s
eyes lit up. “Wow. You are to be a father. Good news.”

“It
could be Brant’s,” he bit out.

Lance’s
face turned hard. “It will be yours, my lord.”

“The
covens are one, so it doesn’t matter who the father is.”

Lance
raised a brow. He clearly thought the sentiment was flawed. Zane really didn’t
mind either way. Tanya was pregnant with royal blood. It didn’t matter who the
father was. Yet, he had begun to mind that he had to share his female
especially considering Brant insisted on being so thick skulled. Best he think
of something else, his human wanted both kings so he would just have to deal. “If
you are not going to rut, then make sure you take blood more often.”

“I
will,” Lance said.

“Rest
assured that Stephany will be back soon.” Zane felt his lips pull into a smile.
“I don’t think she will fall back into your arms though my friend.”

“I
will have her in my bed in no time.”

To
think Lance had had the audacity to call him arrogant. Zane shook his head.
“There is nothing more dangerous or difficult to appease than a female who has
been slighted. You mated her and dumped her.”

“She
mated me,” Lance said.

“It
takes two, so don’t give me that bull. She may have bit you first but you bit
her right back.”

“The
best sex I’ve ever had,” Lance sounded wistful.

“Whatever.
The details are not important. You mated her and left her. Haven’t tried to see
her or speak to her since.”

“I’ve
spoken to her,” Lance looked a bit panicked.

“Traditional
functions don’t count. You never sought her out yourself with the specific
intention to talk things out. Did you call even once?”

Lance
shook his head.

“You
are so fucked, or in this case not. You won’t be getting any for a very long
time.” Zane chuckled.

“Want
to bet? One week of courting and she’ll be mine.”

“A
whole freaking week. Have you gone soft?” He was fucking with the other male, a
week would never be enough. Hell, it might take years.

Lance’s
jaw tensed. “She is mad.”

“You
won’t get anywhere near her any time soon, maybe not ever. The covens talk.
She’ll know how many females you bedded while she has remained celibate. You
can be thankful that you are not a human though, or your dick may’ve fallen off
a long time ago. I am the king and yet even I have not bedded as many females
as you.”

Lance
grunted. “I am a male, I have needs. Rut with the same female too often and she
begins to think that you are in a relationship.”

“Excuses.
You should’ve gone to Stephany.”

“Oh
yeah, and that would’ve gone over well. You and Brant birth enemies…” Lance
said as he shook his head. “They were dark times of mourning. Both your fathers
lost in battle. Levels of hate still ran high.” His eyes clouded in thought.

Zane
shrugged. “You gave the impression that you didn’t care. If the female had
meant something to you, you would’ve fought for her. You never did.”

Lance
winced. “I managed to convince myself that she was nothing to me. Lived the lie
for so long that I believed it myself.” He scrunched his eyes shut for a few
beats. “Watching that wolf take her though. Not being able to protect her. It
made me realize what she means to me. I will find a way to win her.”

“About
that, you ran into their range, making it easy for the archers to take you out.
Don’t pull a stunt like that again. You should’ve died from your wounds.”

“The
only thought I had was of saving Stephany. I would do it again.” His eyes
narrowed.

Zane
nodded and found himself smiling. “I would do the same if it came to my female.”

“You
have grown fond of her.”

Zane
nodded. “You could say that.”

“Aren’t
you worried about hurting her? She is human after all, and we know how fragile
they are. It must be difficult to rut whilst being so careful.”

Just
thinking about being with his female had his body tightening. Some places more
than others. “In many ways it heightens the experience. Humans are stronger
than we give them credit for, yet at the same time they are so soft.” A low
rumble escaped him.

Lance
gave him a look that told him he was full of it. “If you say so.”

“You
need your rest if you are to be well when your female returns.” Zane stood.
“You’re going to need your strength for sure.”

“For
rutting.” Lance had a dreamy look on his face.
Scary,
Zane had never
seen him this way.

“More
like for walking on your knees.” Zane laughed as Lance’s eyes widened.

A
road trip.
Happy days!
Brant was taking her out and she couldn’t wait.
She wore a dress
and
underwear. The boys would have to come to terms
with the fact that she couldn’t walk around commando all the time.

Her
only hope was that her sexy turquoise underwear stayed in one piece. The dress
was beautiful, also in a dark turquoise blue. It had sequins embroidered around
the neck line and it made her feel beautiful.

“Please
don’t rip this dress.”

Brant
threw her a half-cocked smile. So drool worthy it was crazy. His eyes moved
down her body. “You look great.” His dark orbs zoned in on her curves, heating
more and more as they roamed. “I’m afraid I can’t make any promises.”

“You
can and you will.”

“Only
if you promise to undress quickly before we even make it back to the room,
because once that door closes...”

“That
would mean my undressing in the hall.” She put her hands on her hips. “I’ll give
your men an eyeful.”

He
growled. “They can close their eyes.”

“Then
again, it’s not like Xavier hasn’t seen me naked.” She chewed on her lip for a
bit reminded that Xavier wasn’t outside their door at the moment. “How is he
doing? Have he and Esral mated?”

Brant
chuckled while shaking his head. “I don’t know if I should be really mad at you
or agree with everything you said,” he paused. “She refuses to give him the
time of day. They do need to mate, Cenwein, or it will mean trouble.”

“She
is free to do as she wishes.”

“You
explain that to her father and the rest of the elves.”

“No
problem.”

His
eyes narrowed and he walked to her, putting his hands around her waist. “You could
probably pull it off. Then again…” he shook his head. “Katar is old, highly
traditional and set in his ways. There is something I need to talk to you about”—he
paused squeezing her hips—“I have a favor to ask.”

“Yes?”
She got the distinct feeling that she wasn’t going to like whatever the request
was.

“Please
talk with Esral. She’s been holed up in her room since she arrived. Won’t eat
or talk to anybody. I think she might feel differently about you though.”

“I’m
not going to talk her into mating Xavier.”

He
cupped her cheeks. “My brother isn’t that bad.”

“He’s
freaking hot, but mating with someone is a major step.”

Brant’s
eyes narrowed. “You think my brother is hot? Are the two of us not enough for
you?” The edge of his lips twitched in amusement.

She
laughed. “More than enough you idiot. Just stating a fact.”

“Please
talk her into giving him a chance.”

That
poor girl.

“Please,
Cenwein. It’s not healthy for her to be stuck behind closed doors.”

“I’ll
talk to her.” She smiled while thinking that Esral must be lonely and afraid.
She probably needed someone to confide in, and Tanya had an inkling of what she
was going through.

Brant
kissed her. One quick, soft touch of the lips. As he pulled away, his eyes
dropped to her mouth and heated. “Ah, hell.” He dipped back down cupping her
chin and taking her deeper. His cock pressed against her lower stomach. He
growled as he released her, his eyes glowing. “How are you feeling?”

“Tired
and a little sore.”

“Bastard,”
Brant spat the word.

“Hang
on just a second. It was my fault.” She felt her cheeks heat. “The whole
drinking thing kind of made me really horny. You should’ve stayed.”

He
shook his head. “Zane would not have wanted it. Even if he had, threes a crowd,
it’s not for me.”

Pain
welled.

“I’m
sorry, Cenwein.”

“Work
on it. I don’t like this arrangement.”

His
eyes narrowed and his body tensed. “What is it that you want? One big cosy
suite? A double king sized bed?”

“Double
king.” She laughed, snorting a little.. He gave a small smile before seeming to
remember that he was irritated with the conversation.

“Forget
the double king thing. I’m never sharing a bed with that asshole. I prefer it
when it’s just the two of us.”

“Only
it’s not just the two of us, Brant, and I don’t know how long my moving from
one bed to the other can go on. We are going to be a family.” She touched a
hand to her stomach. It was funny how quickly her attachment to the baby had
grown. She felt silly, it wasn’t even a baby yet, just a clump of cells really
and yet she couldn’t help but to feel warm and fuzzy at the thought of the life
growing inside her. “I want the little one to grow up in a loving home. I don’t
want the bickering and the fighting. All the back and forth.”

His
jaw clenched. “Give it time. There is no rush.”

She
nodded. It was wrong of her to expect miracles overnight, at least her men
weren’t attacking each other anymore. So, in their own way, they were making
progress. It hurt her to see Brant upset though. It wasn’t easy being pulled in
two directions either, but for now she would get on with it.

Thankfully
she had a mating ceremony to arrange, it would keep her mind occupied on other
things. Tanya felt excitement bubble up inside her, she was allowed to invite
Becky. Her best friend was going to die when she heard the news. It wasn’t easy
convincing Brant to let her fragile human best friend to come through to the
coven for the ceremony. Though Zane was fine with it.

“Let’s
go and see Esral and my brother.” Brant smiled. “He’s never been turned down by
a female before. Even though he pretends he doesn’t care, I suspect he’s taking
it hard even if he won’t admit it.” He took her hand as they walked from his
suite.

Xavier
stood outside a closed door in one of the long hallways. His hands were clasped
in front of his big body. He turned his head as they walked up. His expression
remained solemn.

“Still
not interested?” Tanya noticed how Brant’s mouth twitched as he spoke.

Xavier
must have noticed too because his body tensed as he shook his head. “She won’t
speak to me and sends her food back uneaten. Please, can we stop this madness?
The princess does not want to mate me and I am happy to oblige her.”

“Did
you speak with her about it?” Tanya asked.

“She
won’t let me in, just shouts through the door for me to go away.” His eyes
darkened. “Since your little talk with her yesterday”—he motioned to Tanya—“she
feels like she should have an opinion and does not want to be forced into
mating. Like I said earlier, it suits me just fine in the end though. Brother
please can we stop this now?”

“You
must
mate her. You must convince her.” Brant stated slipping his arm
around Tanya’s shoulder as he spoke.

“It’s
wrong to expect people who don’t even know each other to make such a commitment.
I’m against this. At least with the choosing ceremony, the whole thing is based
on scent and chances of compatibility are high. That’s not even the case in
this situation.” Tanya addressed Brant.

Xavier
grunted, his mouth a tight line.

“I
realize her father expects her to mate with royalty, but if you are not willing
then maybe Griffin would agree. The princess is very pretty, Griffin won’t stop
talking about her. I think he might even have a little crush on her,” Tanya
added the last to prove a point.

If
she had thought that Xavier was tense before, she had been wrong. His whole
body tightened to where she thought he might tear a muscle. “What the fuck does
Griffin know?”

“He
was in the vehicle when she was transported back,” Brant said.

Xavier’s
eyes narrowed, “So what?”

“The
princess disrobed for Zane to try and seduce him. Griffin caught an eyeful,”
Brant replied.

“I
will hit Griffin until he loses his memory. Problem solved.”
Sheesh,
in
this moment, Brant’s brother looked very much the deadly warrior he was. “I
think the princess’ modesty should be protected.”

Brant
chuckled. “I think you have a thing for the princess.”

Xavier
shrugged. “She’s a nice piece of ass. I wouldn’t mind rutting her, but mating…not
so much. If…and it’s a big if...I ever decide to mate, it will be with a
vampire female.”

Tanya
gasped, she punched Xavier on the arm. Her knuckle made a cracking sound on
impact.

“Careful
human, you might break something.”

“You
are the one that needs to be careful brother.” Brant stepped up to Xavier so
that they were inches apart. “Tanya is your queen and you will address her as
such. If she so much as breaks a nail, I will take you down. Are we clear?”

“Yes,
my lord. Apologies my lady, but for the record the queen hit me. Why would I be
punished if she hurt herself?”

Brant
relaxed a little taking a small step back. “It’s how it is. Do not provoke
her.”

Xavier
nodded.

Tanya
shook her head and had to suppress a laugh at how sheepish Xavier looked before
she could speak again. “It shouldn’t matter what species she is. Esral is a
person with feelings and not just a tight piece of ass. She is also a virgin
and deserves respect.”

“I
assure you, my lady, that if I were to rut with the princess it would be
because she was begging for me to do so.” The edge of Xavier’s mouth lifted.

“I’ve
heard rutting is difficult through a closed door.” Brant chuckled. Xavier
quickly lost his smile.

This
time Tanya hit Brant, who irritated her by laughing harder. Xavier looked even
more pissed.

“Forget
your freaking dicks for once. This is not about sex.”

“Um”—Brant
smiled—“I hate to break it to you, Cenwein, but mating and rutting go hand in
hand.” His face clouded before he appeared to turn to stone, shutting his
emotions down. He was obviously thinking about their own mating that would
happen in a few days’ time, which she knew didn’t enthuse him since three was a
crowd in his opinion. In order for her to mate with both males, they would need
to all be together.

“Yeah,
but you first need to win her over. Let me go and talk with her. Her opinion in
this is important. She might not find you attractive, Xavier.”

He
snorted, “As if.”

“Arrogant
much?” She lifted her eyebrows and gave him what she hoped was a scathing look.

Brant
laughed. “You go and talk with Esral”—he put a hand on her back—“I’ll have a
little chat with my brother.”

Tanya
walked over to the door, she knocked and announced herself. There was a
tell-tale sound of a key turning in the lock. She couldn’t help but to give
Xavier a self-satisfied smile.
Arrogant, full of it jerk.
She thought a
little bit of grovelling would do him good.

Esral
smiled a small, unsure smile. She was wearing another robe. It was slightly
darker than the one she had worn the day before. Her large eyes were still red
rimmed with dark smudges underneath them.

“I
take it that you didn’t get much sleep.”

Esral
shook her head. Her lip quivered. “I am a failure, defective.”

“Stop
saying that, you are not a failure. I thought you understood that after our
talk yesterday. You are a beautiful woman. You should never have been given
away by your father.”

“Every
day since I first really understood the way of our people, I prayed that things
would be different but still resigned myself to my fate. It is the way of our
people.”

“By
fate, you mean being given in marriage?” Tanya asked.

“Marriage?”
Esral’s brows pulled together in confusion.

“Marriage
is the same as mating. You would be forced to mate with someone?”

Her
mouth pulled to the side in thought. “I don’t know that force is the right
word.”

“Being
given to someone against your will after being brainwashed into believing that
it is perfectly fine is force in my book. Just because you didn’t run away
screaming doesn’t make it right or consensual.”
The nerve of some species.
They
called humans puny and weak, but at least most of her species had made progress
with regards to women’s rights.  

“I
used to pretend that I was one of the commoners. It’s only the high born that
suffer from this fate. Males included,” she huffed. “Our high born males are
all a bunch of arrogant idiots.” She paused for a few beats. “I was glad when
my father told me that I was going to be given to Zane. Very scared, but glad.
I had hope for the first time. You see”—she blushed—“I’m already twenty four,
truth is my father should’ve given me to someone by now but all the eligible
males are terrible.”

“Arrogant
idiots.”

“Oh,
yes. I had hoped that there would be a spark between Zane and I. Like I said, I
was really scared at the thought of having to mate a big, scary vampire but
anyone other than the high born elves would’ve been an improvement. Besides, I
had seen his picture and thought he was attractive. You are lucky.” Her eyes
welled. “I just want to feel like a normal female for once. The girls in our
village go on dates and get to have fun. They get to choose who they spend
their lives with and I want that.”