Doctor Pollard removed the tight band from around her arm. “Your blood pressure is normal. That’s the last of the tests I needed to perform. All is looking good at this stage Miss Milan.”

Tanya breathed out in a huff. She hadn’t even realized that she’d been holding it in.

“Now for the monitor to check the baby’s heartbeat. He placed a device on the skin on her stomach. Almost immediately, a strong thumping noise reverberated around the room. Her mouth was pulled into an immediate smile.

“Excellent. I have to say, Miss Milan, you are a very lucky lady indeed. This baby is nothing short of a miracle.” He fiddled with the stethoscope at his chest. “I’m happy to report that you’re going to be just fine. I still want you to make an appointment with an obstetrician for the coming week though.”

Physically fine, maybe.

It really bugged her that Zane and Brant weren’t here. She hadn’t seen either of them the whole day. Then again, maybe it was for the best. She’d received a clean bill of health. Both her and the baby were doing great. It was time to leave. Zane and Brant would only complicate things. It still stung though. They might not be together, but the males were still fathers to the baby. She let out a sigh, trying to smile back at the doctor while he packed up his things and said his goodbyes.

Tanya had already asked Xavier to drive her to Becky’s place as soon as she could get herself ready. She’d never actually unpacked, so it wouldn’t take long. After a nice hot shower, she pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She brushed her still wet hair and then put the brush into her bag. With a last look around the room, she opened the door and walked straight into Zane’s broad chest.

“Great, Cenwein, we’re so glad you packed.” Brant stepped in next to Zane. The two males side by side took up the whole hall.

“Yeah, um Xavier agreed…” she stammered.

“No need for Xavier,” Zane’s voice rumbled. “We’re perfectly capable of helping you move out.” Brant and Zane exchanged a knowing look.

“Yes, we are.” Brant took the bag from her hand. They ushered her between them and she took up step with them.

As much as their acceptance of the situation was the right thing, it still hurt like a bitch. She’d kind of hoped that they would try and talk her into staying. Somewhere deep inside she’d actually prayed that they’d be able to convince her. Both males could be persuasive. Only that wasn’t happening. They were actually going to see her back to Sweetwater.

It didn’t take long for the anger to hit.

Bastards.

Tanya dug in her heels and the males moved ahead of her before turning to face her. “Where were the two of you?” She folded her arms across her chest. “Do you care so little about my wellbeing that you completely ignored my appointment with the doctor?” She made a sound of disgust. “Forget about me. Do you care so little about your unborn child? You should have taken the time. I know you’re all busy running the covens and doing whatever the hell it is that kings do, but you should have”—she shook her head, putting her hands on her hips—“made the freaking time.”

“Are you done?” Zane raised his brows.

“What do you mean? I have every right to be upset.” She stomped her foot.

“No, you don’t.” Brant took a small step towards her. “We could scent that all was well with the baby and could hear his strong heartbeat. We knew you were well. I’m sorry, Cenwein. The doctor was merely a formality.” His eyes moved across her face and a look of tenderness crossed his. “We sometimes forget that you are human. That you don’t have our enhanced senses. We would have reassured you if we had known that you were worried.”

Zane stepped in closer. “Besides, we met with the doctor. Had a long chat with the male just to be sure.”

She felt her eyes narrow at them. “Oh, did you now?”

Zane nodded and a predatory gleam flared in his dark eyes. “He gave you a clean bill of health.”

“Yup. It’s why I’m out of that blasted bed and—”

“No, sweetness…you misunderstand. He gave you a clean bill of health to stay in bed, only you won’t be alone this time.”

She felt her brow knit. “How many times do I need to say the same thing?” Her heart gave a little happy leap. The traitorous organ proceeded to beat a little faster. Dammit, she loved hearing him say those words. It didn’t change anything though. “This won’t work for reasons you already spelled out in meticulous detail right before you nearly killed each other.”

“This isn’t the place to discuss such matters,” Zane said.

“There is nothing to discuss,” she reached for her bag.

“Would you like to do the honors?” Brant glanced Zane’s way.

“I would love to,” Zane growled. He reached for her almost quicker than her eyes could track. One minute she was standing and the next she was up against Zane’s solid chest, his brawny arms surrounding her. She squirmed in his embrace. “Put me down.” But Zane was already moving at a pace that scared her. She circled her arms around him and dug her fingers into his flesh. They were going up the winding stairs of the North Tower. Why the North Tower? She knew that neither of them stayed in this part of the castle.

Before she knew it, they entered a room and Zane deposited her onto a bed. A wide, extra big, extra-large expanse of a bed. It was a double king size bed to be exact.

Her heart raced.

Her cheeks heated.

Glancing up, she caught the scorching gazes of both Zane and Brant. The large males stood side by side. Zane folded his arms across his massive chest. Brant raised his brows.

“What’s going on?” It came out a little stuttered, which pretty much summed up how she felt inside. If they thought that they could buy a new bed —even if it was ultra-accommodating and so very soft—and think that she would fall right into it with them…they had another thing coming.

“The doctor gave you the all clear. We are ready to mate you now,” Zane rumbled.

“In a few minutes the new moon will be upon us.” Brant threw her a half smile that could melt the heart and panties off even the most seasoned spinster.

“Hang on just a minute…” She slid off the bed and onto shaky legs. “Has one of you conceded? What happened to the whole we’re both too dominant thing?”

The males exchanged knowing glances that made her want to stomp on their feet. It was the knowledge that they wouldn’t feel it even if she did that stopped her.

“Yeah, Cenwein, we concede.” Brant winked which irritated her. There was no way in hell that either of these two had actually conceded. No. Freaking. Way.

“Which one of you?” It was her turn to fold her arms across her chest. She was sure to tilt her chin in such a way that she knew they would see that she meant business.

“Both of us.” Zane smiled looking every bit the predator he was.

Tanya shook her head, sure that she hadn’t heard him properly. “What…? You can’t both concede it defeats the whole purpose.”

“We can and we have,” Brant chimed in.

Sucking in a deep breath, she prepared to argue how stupid that was.

“We both concede. We concede to you, Ysnaar.” Zane’s voice had lowered to a deep rumble.

“Me?” She blinked a couple of times trying to make sense of what they were saying.

“Yeah, you. Now about that spanking.” Brant grinned at her.

“What spanking?” she asked, her voice a little shaky. Unfortunately, the idea excited her.

“You went behind our backs and spoke with Katar. That deserves a spanking.” Brant’s eyes turned feral.

Before she could respond, Zane piped in. “About the terms of winning our little bet.” He lifted his eyebrows, focussing all of his attention on her.

“Wait a minute.” Tanya pointed at Zane when he took a step towards her. He took another step. “Stop!”

He grit his teeth but didn’t advance any further. “The doctor gave the all clear and we will be careful. We have been told to take it slow, easy. Brant and I will take turns fucking you so slowly…with exquisite care. You are going to beg for release.” He licked his lips as his eyes slid over every inch of her body. She had to work hard to keep from trembling. A raging need unfurled inside her with a speed that scared her.

Her pussy flooded with moisture. Her clit throbbed wanting some of that slow exquisite attention. Lord help her, but she had to bite down on her lip for a few seconds to stop herself from screaming, Yes!

After clearing her throat, she finally felt like she had gained sufficient control to be able to talk. “No,” a breathless whisper. “That wouldn’t be a good idea. Conceding to me won’t help. One of these days you’ll push me to the side and kill each other anyway. How the hell will I stop you? I’m just a puny freaking human.”

“You’re our puny human. We love you, Cenwein.” Brant’s eyes were filled with such tenderness as he spoke. He closed the distance between them, taking her hand in his. She was too dumbstruck to stop him. “It means that you have us firmly wrapped around your little pinkie finger.”

Zane took her other hand. “You may be a bit puny, but you’re also the strongest female we know. We love you, that’s why we are able to concede everything to you.”

“If Zane and I are ever at a deadlock, you will have the final vote. No need for any death battles. Look at how you handled Katar.”

Could it work? “I don’t know. Katar was different.”

They both squeezed her hands. “You are right, Katar was different. You don’t have a hold over the male like you do over us, yet you managed just fine. Please.” Brant’s eyes flitted across her face staying on her mouth for the longest time before moving back to her eyes. “You love us.” He bobbed his eyes up and down.

“You went behind my back. How do you think it made me feel when the two of you were ready to kill each other? Knowing that I might lose one of you.” She bit her lip trying to stop it from quivering.

“We were wrong. It won’t happen again.” Brant’s gaze was unwavering.

“When you were in the hospital”—Zane cleared his throat and swallowed hard—“fighting for your life, we realized how you must have felt at the thought of losing one of us. It made us see things differently. It made us realize that we would do anything to make you happy...do anything for you, sweetness. We agreed then and there that we would find a way to make this work. To stop acting like colossal idiots.”

“Although, he was the bigger idiot.”  Brant gestured towards Zane while grinning broadly.

“Bigger everything.” Zane glanced down at the noticeable bulge in his pants. He bobbed his eyebrows at Tanya and grinned, a feral gleam in his dark eyes.

Tanya laughed. “I don’t know…I need to be able to trust you.”

Brant’s expression changed. “I do still need to come clean about one last thing.”

The air seized in her lungs.

He ran a hand through his hair and glanced at Zane for a few beats before locking his eyes with hers. “You were Zane’s first choice at the choosing ceremony. He decided to choose another because he could sense that I was going to choose you as well.”

“You chose me? Really?”

“Don’t sound so surprised.” Zane’s eyes darkened up a whole lot more.

Tanya fiddled with the fabric on her t-shirt. “It’s just…there were some really gorgeous girls there and well…”

“No comparison, Tanya.” The way he said her name sent shivers rushing up and down her spine. “None of them came even close to you. Let’s get something straight, I chose you but I didn’t want to cause a war between the covens.”

“Zane did the honorable thing. I would’ve fought for you even if it meant war and untold bloodshed. The same thing happened to our fathers. It was the reason for the original Great War between the species. Our fathers chose the same female,” Brant paused. “My mother. They fought for her and my father won. If the same thing had happened again, we would’ve been easy pickings for the other species. Thankfully one of us had the best interest of our people in mind. I never did thank you, and it’s long overdue. You did the right thing more than once while I acted like a jerk.” Brant looked at Zane, he hooked his thumbs into his jeans pockets.

Zane cleared his throat, running his hand through his hair. “Yeah…no problem. A female like Tanya will do strange things to a male’s mind.”

Her heart melted big time.

“Things have changed since that fateful day. We had to work together to try and win you back. We’re…almost friends.” Zane’s eyes twinkled and his lips twitched.

“Almost…what the…I spent hours at that damned computer. Hours of strategizing to find the best solution for us to get our female back. I let you drink from my vein, damn you.” Brant’s face was comical.

Zane snorted. “Back to my earlier remark…I refuse to start stroking your dick.”

“Fuck you.” Brant turned to Zane, chest first, his fists clenched at his sides. “I don’t need you, my female will stroke my”—then he broke out in a grin—“you’re such a God damned bastard.”

Zane smiled back. “Takes one to know one.”

“You said it.”

They were bantering with one another like…best buddies. She felt her mouth drop open.

“Now about that bet,” Brant said.

“And about that spanking.” They turned to face her.

“No one is spanking me. Also”—she swallowed hard, feeling so incredibly hot and bothered. Her jeans felt tight, her bra felt even tighter—“um…we need to establish some house rules. Firstly, we all have to sleep together.”

“We bought the bed didn’t we?” Brant pulled his shirt over his head and her mouth dried as she caught sight of his ribbed abs. She also noticed a tattoo on his chest that had not been there before. Large cursive letters.

“Oh my word, what is that?” She had to bite her lip to stop from crying. The word ‘Cenwein’ stared back at her in dark, ink, letters.

Brant threw her a grin that had his dimples out in full force. “This is a token to show you and all others that I am taken. I belong to you, Cenwein. Now and forever.”

“It hurt like a bitch.” Zane growled as he removed his shirt. “The needle had to be silver so that the wounds would stay long enough to cause the ink to be permanent.” He pulled his muscles and his pecks bounced. The word ‘Ysnaar’ was in the same cursive ink. “It was all worth it though Ysnaar.” His eyes darkened as they tracked the length of her body.

Tanya was speechless.

“Now back to the whole sleeping together arrangement. Only if you sleep between us at all times.” Zane’s rumbling voice caused her body to tighten and pucker. “As much as Brant would love for me to spoon with him…I refuse.”

Brant snorted, shaking his head in disbelief. “So fucking full of it,” his words sounded humorous rather than angry.

Licking her lips, she swallowed hard. “Um…” Her mind had gone completely blank, all she could think about was that vampire sandwich. “We’re exclusive. No drinking or rutting with any other females.”

Zane rolled his eyes.

Brant chuckled. “I like my balls, thank you very much. For the last time, Cenwein, we don’t want anyone else.”

“Maybe not right now, but what about when I’m as big as a whale?”

“More of you to love.” Brant grinned, his eyes dropping to her chest.

“I read that pregnant women are horny and capable of achieving multiple orgasms. The endorphins will be good for the baby. Sex later on in the pregnancy can be good for inducing labor. You will give birth to a very happy baby, Ysnaar, if we have anything to say about it.” Zane toed off his boots. She couldn’t help but to notice that his muscles had muscles. His biceps were ridiculously big. He tore off his leather pants, she’d forgotten how enormous he was. Everywhere.

“Yeah.” Brant also pulled off his jeans and his dick jutted forward. Just as impressive. “You will not be overdue in this pregnancy. We will ensure of that. Your breasts are larger, Cenwein.” He growled the last part and licked his lips. “I can’t wait to see your beautiful body, please remove your clothes before I am forced to tear them off you.” If her panties weren’t wet already, by now they would be soaked.

“No more killing each other?”

Both males shook their heads, their eyes solemn.

“No more fighting.”

They both laughed, exchanging looks that said she was out of her mind.

Brant shrugged. “We’ll argue.”

Zane threw her a half smile. “We’ll fight. Not very often but we will fight. We may even bleed, but we won’t kill each other.” He folded his arms over his chest. “Take off your clothes. The new moon is calling. Are you ready to accept us as your mates?”

In answer, she pulled her shirt over her head. “One last thing…I’m not sure what you guys had in mind, but I’m not sure about the whole you know…anal sex thing.”

“I happen to really love that sweet pussy of yours, Ysnaar.” Zane’s eyes had heated. His voice had dropped to a husky growl.

“I agree with Zane but don’t be so quick to discard different kinds of sex, it can be very enjoyable.” Brant said as his eyes dipped to her ass.

Zane’s eyebrows shot up, but he didn’t say anything.

Brant narrowed his, which smoldered with a mixture of desire and longing like none she’d ever seen before. “It is something we might try some other time. When and if you are ready.”

Her cheeks heated. Her breathing turned a little choppy. “How are we going to do this then?”

“I’m a little wired. It’s been a long time…” Brant looked concerned. She’d even go so far as to say that he looked afraid.

“You go first then,” Zane said. “It’ll only get worse if you watch me rut with our female before you have found release.”

“I’m over my anger issues…well mostly,” Brant said.

Zane chuckled. “Yeah, but your need for our female will grow if you watch me fuck her. Admit it…you’d enjoy watching us.”

“Fuck you.” Brant growled flashing a fang but instead of arguing he reached for Tanya, tearing at the front of her jeans.

“Hey…” She said craning her neck to try and look into his eyes. “You said that you wanted to make love to me and you promised to stop ruining my clothes.”

Brant closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, his hands settled on her hips. “Know that regardless of how we rut, whether I take you hard or really gently, we will always be making love. Being with you will always be special. As to your clothes…you drive me crazy.”

“That’s so sweet in a weird way.” She gave him a quick kiss before looking over her shoulder at Zane. “Stop your shit.”

Zane shrugged. “We are going to be ruling together, rutting together, sharing a fucking bed for blood’s sake. You need to loosen up Brant. We both know how enjoyable this could be.”

“I’m really sick of hearing how great sex could be. Please will you both stop arguing and just show me already.”

“The lady has spoken, and I believe you have the final say.” Brant picked her up, sat on the bed and flipped her over onto her stomach over his lap in a move that left her breathless. “If you think I forgot about that spanking though, you’re dead wrong.” He slapped her ass before she could respond. Hard enough for it to sting just a little. Tanya sucked in a breath, letting out a squeal when he smacked her a second time. Moisture pooled at her cleft. Her heart raced in excitement. First, he gently rubbed the spot with his hand, then he soothed the slight burn with his tongue until her skin tingled.

She moaned.

Zane groaned. “Our female has an exquisite ass.”

“Let’s get a better look at it,” Brant sounded strained. There was a tearing sound and air hit her wet pussy. Another tear and her bra was pulled free. “I know I promised to make slow, sweet love to you, but I really need you right now, Cenwein.”

Her clit throbbed and her channel felt empty. “I need you too.”

There was silence, so she turned to Brant whose eyes were firmly on Zane. His jaw was tense and that fearful look was back.

“I am here,” was all Zane said.

Brant nodded, he lifted Tanya placing her on her back on the bed. “I won’t hurt you. Cenwein, you need to know that both you and the baby mean everything to me.”

“I know.” She felt her eyes prick. She trusted Brant even though he didn’t trust himself. Tanya knew that he would control his bloodlust.

His eyes were glowing as he pushed her thighs open and leaned in closing his mouth over her clit. Her back bowed at the sudden onslaught. His tongue circled her tight bud several times before laving across the bundle of nerves in a way that had her moaning and clutching at his shoulders. The build happened quickly. On the verge of release, he pulled back breathing hard onto her clit in hot breaths that felt exquisite, yet he still left her wanting more. She squirmed trying to move towards his mouth, but his hands tightened on her thighs holding her in place. Brant gazed at her pussy like it was the most delicious thing he had ever seen. Licking his lips as he moved closer to tongue her pussy. He speared her opening over and over using languid strokes.

A groan sounded and her eyes darted to Zane. He palmed his dick, moving from base to tip on slow easy strokes. The sight was one of the most erotic things she had ever seen. “Does our female taste as good as we imagined? Her scent is driving me crazy,” Zane said, his voice a husky rumble.

Brant made a sound of utter rapture as he tore away from her slick folds. “You should taste her yourself.” Then Brant was moving away as Zane moved closer.

“Oh, sweetness.” His hands trembled for the barest second as he took a hold of her thighs.

Holy hell.

She couldn’t quite believe this was happening. Zane lowered his head to her pussy, slipping his tongue into her opening. He moaned and the vibrations had her skin tightening, her hands fisting on the sheets. She threw her head back as Zane picked up speed, his tongue doing wicked things.

A hot mouth closed over her nipple, the zing of pleasure shot straight to her clit.

“You are so beautiful,” Brant whispered as he made his way to her other breast. The air seemed stuck in her lungs. Her whole body tingled. So close to orgasm it hurt. Even though she was dying to be taken over the edge, she wanted this moment to last. Squeezing her eyes shut, she moaned even louder as Zane moved from her channel to her clit.

He was so freaking good with his tongue it was scary. She opened her mouth to cry out with her pending orgasm but Brant captured her lips with his. Tanya tasted herself on him.

“That’s it, sweetness,” a low growl against her very sensitive pussy. “Come for me,” Zane commanded and she did. Brant swallowed her scream, his tongue swirling with hers as he kneaded her breasts with his big hands.

The orgasm that tore through her body was off the charts good. Way better than anything she’d imagined.

“Our female will be ready for you now.” She heard Zane say in the far recesses of her fog induced brain. Strong arms lifted her.

She opened her eye as Brant positioned her in a sitting position on his lap. “You need to take control. I don’t fully…trust myself.” His eyes were still glowing. Brant put his forehead to hers for a few seconds. “I love you,” he whispered as the tip of his cock breached her pussy.

She would have liked to have said it back, but he thrust into her in one swift motion that left her breathless. The move rendered her pretty much boneless. Brant tightened his hands on her hips. “Are you okay?”

Tanya nodded, not trusting her voice. It felt so freaking amazing. After a few beats, she grew restless.

“It’s up to you, Cenwein. I would be too rough.” He swallowed hard, his jaw working as she lifted. Brant growled when she dropped back down. It didn’t take her long to establish a rhythm that had her crying out with every stroke.

Tanya could feel her pending orgasm with every thrust. Her nipples rubbed against his chest. She’d chosen an angle that hit every sweet spot. She was going to cum soon and really hard and without any clitoral stimulation. Throwing her head back, she moaned and her whole body tingled with anticipation. She couldn’t wait to feel his fangs breach her skin. To feel untold pleasure as they bonded.

Brant cursed, withdrawing from her. Tanya made a sound of frustration at the loss.

Mouth a thin white line, he looked up at Zane. “I’m too close…too on edge.” His cheeks reddened. “I feel like a fucking teen vamp.”

Zane chuckled. “I know what you mean. I’ve almost cum twice just watching you rut with our delectable female.” To prove his point, using the tip of his finger, he wiped a bead of pre-cum off of the end of his dick. “I have an idea.” Zane threw them a half smile that had her stomach doing flip flops. She had a feeling she was going to enjoy Zane’s ideas.

“Turn our female around…” Brant did as he asked, flipping her around like she weighed nothing. Her legs were still on either side of Brant’s thighs. “That’s it…only a bit wider…oh yeah.” Zane’s eyes narrowed as they moved from her face to her breasts stopping for the longest time on her dripping pussy. “You have the most fucking stunning body I have ever had the fortune to lay my eyes on.” By now she didn’t feel the least bit self-conscious. If anything, they were both a major boost to her confidence. Brant lifted her slightly, thrusting back into her in one solid thrust. He hissed, his hands tightened on her hips.

“I’m going to lick your clit, Ysnaar. I want you to stay perfectly still.” He threw Brant a tight grin. “I don’t enjoy cock.”

She wanted to laugh at the comment, but felt herself wondering how it would work if she didn’t move? Great for her but not so much for…the thought died as Zane crouched between their spread thighs and sucked on her ultra-sensitive nub.

“Oh God,” she groaned.

“I have been called that before,” Zane rumbled against her clit.

“Don’t you mean gods?” Brant’s voice was strained.

“Gods!” She screamed as Zane sucked on her clit a second time. Stretched to capacity by Brant’s thick cock, with Zane’s sinful mouth on her clit, was just too freaking much. She felt the first flutter of her pending orgasm and Brant moaned.

“Feels so fucking good,” he growled.

The flutters turned to all out spasms as she came all over his dick. Brant groaned loudly. Just as Zane pulled away, Brant thrust into her and his hands tightened on her hips as his movements turned jerky. As she was coming down, he sank his fangs into her bringing on another wave of unbelievable pleasure. A few more hard pulls had her head thrown back against him and her back bowing. There was a loud growling sound that brought goose bumps to every inch of her body. It took a few seconds to realize that it was Brant making the noise. He pulled away and roared what sounded like a victorious battle cry.

“I told you that you’d be able to control it,” Zane said.

The bloodlust.

“We’ll see. We both have to drink from each other before it really counts.”

“One step at a time.” Zane grinned. His face turning feral. “I would like to rut with my female now.”

Brant’s eyes turned hard. “I would like to still touch her while you—”

“Aside from mating our female before sun up, my only other goal is to please Tanya.” Zane took a deep breath. “I get the feeling that she likes us both to touch her at the same time. Isn’t that right, Ysnaar?”

Still panting from the exertion of coming so damn hard, she felt her cheeks heat. “Yeah,” she whispered looking up at Zane from under her lashes. Her eyes darted to Brant. “I would like that.” She would only ever get what she really wanted if she asked…or at least admitted to wanting it.

“Little minx,” Brant growled.

Zane spread his long frame out on the bed. All six and a half delicious feet. “Take me, Ysnaar. I’m all yours.” He put his hands behind his head. “Brant will touch you while I get the pleasure of being inside your tight pussy.”

God, she loved it when he talked dirty like this. Taking her bottom lip between her teeth, she straddled him while running her hand over his chiselled abs and hard chest. Running her hand over the tattoo.

Tanya maneuvered into position, she slid her fingers around his thick cock placing him at her opening. “Are you ready for me?” she teased.

Zane’s dark eyes lightened a few shades as they began to glow. “Fuck yeah and if you don’t hurry up I’m going to—” He grunted as she took him in one smooth motion. So slick and ready that he was in right up to the hilt in less than a second. His lips thinned as they pursed together. His biceps bulged as his hands fisted at his sides. “I’ve missed you, sweetness,” he said, his voice so deep it had her blood heating.

Placing her hands on his hard chest, she rocked against him until she found a position that had her panting. Big hands cupped her breasts from behind. Brant squeezed them, when he rolled her nipples she moaned. So freaking good. Slip, slide, she maintained the rhythm keeping her eyes locked on Zane’s intense gaze.

“Stop hogging our female’s tits,” Zane growled. “I will enjoy watching them bounce while you play with her clit.”

A rush of excitement flooded her. Brant gave a growl of irritation but slid his hands down her sides circling around her hips. “I love your big mammary glands, but I also enjoy touching your pussy.” Tanya wanted to giggle but he slid a finger between her folds settling on a soft but insistent pressure on her nub. It caused her nipples to tighten up and her blood to pump faster. She made an animalistic keening sound from deep in her throat.

“You like that, Cenwein,” Brant whispered, his breath hot on her neck. She whimpered in response. “Then you’re going to love this.” Using his free hand, he squeezed her ass and Zane’s cock automatically penetrated her deeper. She was making the most ridiculous noises at this stage, but didn’t give a damn.

Zane’s eyes heated, dropping to her chest. Tanya could feel how her breasts jiggled and shook every time she dropped onto his cock. It was heady to know how she was affecting the big bad vampire.

“That’s it, Ysnaar.” He grit his teeth. “So…good,” he growled.

Brant’s hand moved from her ass to her back end. It was difficult to tell exactly what he was doing there, but it felt like he was using one of his fingers to push against her ass without actually breaching the very sensitive area. Between Zane’s big cock and Brant’s hands on her…she felt like she was being touched…everywhere and all at once.

“Let go, Cenwein.” Brant urged her on, but the words were unnecessary because her pussy was already clenching with her release. Brant’s hands slid to her waist as Zane moved to a sitting position, immediately zoning in on her neck. Brant held her hips, helping her to maintain the rhythm by lifting her up and down. Zane thrust from below as he sank his teeth into her neck. Every nerve ending exploded, the air froze in her lungs.

Brant was saying something, but she couldn’t make out what it was. She felt a nudge at the back of her head as she was pushed towards Zane’s neck. “Drink, Tanya,” Brant urged. Once she caught sight of Zane’s pulse, she couldn’t have stopped even if she tried. Her fangs sharpened even before she closed the small space that separated them. Even the motion of breaching his skin with her teeth felt good. By the low rumble that vibrated through her, she could tell that Zane enjoyed it too. When his blood hit her tongue, her fading orgasm flared back up from a spark to a raging inferno. Every cell in her body sprang to life, every nerve ending fired at full force. Everything in her seemed to tighten and heat.

Zane sucked hard, his cock throbbed inside her and his hands closed around her upper arms as he jerked against her. He growled against her neck before releasing her on a roar as he continued to thrust into her hard. It was only when he finally stopped moving, his chest heaving, that she worked up enough self-control to retract her little fangs. Zane let his face fall between her breasts, his breath coming out in rugged pants. He kissed her softly in the vicinity of her heart and looked up, a smile lit his face. “We are mated.”

Tanya smiled back, she leaned down and kissed him. As she pulled back, Zane lifted his eyes past her shoulder. “You ready?”

“Do you need to take a nap first, Cenwein?”

Zane still had his cock buried inside her, it hardened back up. She shook her head. “I don’t want to wait.” She turned, locking eyes with his beautiful chocolate gaze. She wished that he didn’t look so nervous. Zane lifted her off his cock and she bit her lip to stop herself from whimpering at the loss. Brant closed his hands around her waist and pulled her against his hard chest, nuzzling into her neck from behind. Tension radiated off him.

“I trust you,” she whispered.

“I’m honored.”

Tanya turned, wrapping her arms around his neck. 

“I’ll be gentle.” He laid her down with the utmost care. Caging her with his big body. His eyes flitted across her face before settling on her lips. He kissed her softly. His touch intense and passionate, igniting a need in her. His tongue rolled against hers in languid strokes that caused her toes to curl. Brant pulled back, holding her eyes for a few beats. When he moved down her body, she used her hands to cup his face. “I’ve had enough orgasms. I’m wet and ready. I want you to make love to me. Make me yours, Brant.”

“Enough orgasms,” he chuckled. “I hope you’re game for one more.”

She couldn’t help but to smile as he moved back over her, settling his weight over her core. He put his hands on either side of her head. Using a finger, he brushed a few wayward strands from her face before slanting his mouth across hers. Ever so slowly, he nudged into her, pausing for a few beats before sliding home inch by excruciating inch. Once balls deep, he paused still continuing to kiss her with ardor. Tanya pulled her legs up linking her ankles on his back. Slow and deep, he made love to her like a man possessed. His kiss mimicked their coupling. Fevered, yet tender.

She would’ve thought that after all that had just passed, she would struggle to come again so soon yet her nipples tightened against his chest. The angle he used hit her in just the right spot while her clit was stimulated each time that he ground against her. Pelvis to pelvis. Tanya moaned against his mouth, her nails digging into his back. She cracked open her eyes, Zane fisted his cock in steady pumps. He watched them rut. His eyes, desire filled and glowing. He groaned picking up speed, his muscles bulging and his hips rocking in time to his hand. Digging her fingers deeper into the corded muscles on Brant’s back, she felt the first flutter of her release.

With relentless focus, Brant wrung an orgasm from her that made her body go slack right before everything in her tensed. This time she was the first to drink. Her fangs closing roughly on his smooth neck in a desperate need to taste him, to feel him. To be one with him. Brant held back for a few beats. Then on a savage growl that had goose bumps breaking out on her quivering flesh, he bit her sucking long and deep. His eyes wide and glowing fiercely. She mewled as the same feeling of rapture poured through her, igniting every part of her. Tanya let go while Brant took another savage pull. She moaned, at this point the pleasure was so intense that it was borderline painful. Brant’s neck muscles roped as his eyes turned feral, but he pulled away. His long fangs gleamed, her blood on his lips. He snarled and buried his head into the bedding to the right of her head. There was a ripping and a tearing noise as he tore a chunk out of her brand new double king size bed.

“Hey.” She swatted Brant lovingly on the arm.

He shook his head at her.

“Let me guess, you almost killed me?”

“You have no idea, Cenwein.” His mouth pulled up into a lop-sided grin that made her want a repeat.

Holy hell, she was becoming one of these horny vampires.

“It’s done. How do you feel?” Brant asked.

She rolled her eyes, putting a hand over her face. “Horny. Still thirsty,” she laughed.

“You might notice a couple of subtle changes.”

“Like what?”

Brant shrugged. “Glowing skin, tighter ass…” He smiled at her, “I don’t know…just younger, fresher, healthier with way more energy, stamina”—he bobbed his eyebrows and she giggled—“higher sex drive…um…stronger. Your senses will improve.”

Tanya gasped. “Am I a vampire?”

Brant shook his head. “No, not exactly.”

“You have bonded with us and therefore have a small amount of our species’ traits.” Zane said, his eyes straying to the bed on the opposite side of where Brant was lying. “It will be amplified if you continue to drink from us.”

Zane turned away quickly, looking distinctly sheepish. She looked down at the patch he had just been looking at. Her beautiful new bed was covered in spurts of semen. “Really? Seriously Zane?”

His eyes locked with hers. “I couldn’t help it. Hearing you make those little noises. Watching you come.” He cursed. “Just thinking about it makes me want you again.”

“I am feeling really horny.”

“You should rest.” Zane squeezed his growing erection, trying to get it to subside. He failed dismally. “Too much rutting wouldn’t be good for the baby.”

“What was that about endorphins being good for the baby? Please do that thing with your hands again.” She turned back to Brant.

“There’s an even better thing I’d like to try.” Brant threw her a half smile, his eyes smoldering.

Her heart raced and she groaned. “An even better thing?”

“There are many things we could try if you’re game, Cenwein.” Brant narrowed smoky eyes at her.

“I’m game if you are?” She locked eyes with Zane.

He grinned wickedly. “I’m all in, sweetness…literally.” His eyes were glowing softly, his cock stood proudly from his magnificent body.

“First you need to clean up this mess.” She pointed at the sticky semen on her new bed.

“I’ll change the bedding once we’re done with round two. We’d just ruin the new sheets anyway.”

Her clit throbbed. Her pussy clenched. Moisture trickled down her thigh.

“On your hands and knees sweetness.” Zane growled.

Tanya had to suppress an excited squeal as she did what he said. Both her males groaned loudly.

After a few beats, she turned to look at them over her shoulder feeling her face pull into a look of confusion. Both males stood side by side, arms folded across their chests. Eyes filled with such lust that she felt a shiver race through her.

“Best fucking view I ever saw,” Zane growled.

“I’m so glad you gave us a second chance, Cenwein. We won’t blow it.”

“I really hope you do blow it.” Palming his dick, Zane chuckled and advanced. Tanya’s giggle died on her lips as Zane got closer. His expression turned tender, “I love you, sweetness.” He cupped her chin and kissed her.

“So very much,” Brant whispered and the bed dipped as he moved closer as well, his heat at her back.

When Zane finally broke the kiss, she had to wait a few seconds for her vocal cords to function. “I love you too…now take me already. I’m all yours….” She looked from one male to the other.

 

****

 

Later, after several bouts of wild, sweaty sex…not too wild…it wasn’t lost on her how careful her males were with her the whole time. They had fallen asleep within minutes of changing the bedding. Tanya lay between Brant and Zane, completely sated, completely exhausted. Brant had his arm slung over her with his head tucked into her shoulder. It amazed her how much an arm could weigh. Although that was nothing compared to Zane’s meaty thigh hooked across her own legs. Zane’s head was on her chest.

It was impossible to move, uncomfortable as hell, yet she couldn’t suppress the smile on her face. She was sure that it tracked from ear to ear. Tanya had never been happier. She finally had her vampire freaking sandwich.