The SUV pulled away. Though Brant, who at first had seemed to have had a lot to say to her, now looked out the opposite window. His body was a tense silhouette against the back drop. Even with minimal light, she could see that his jaw was locked. Ten minutes later, nothing had changed. She was beginning to get seriously irritated at his continued silence. Especially since the whole Alexandra thing had been his fault. Just as she was about to give mister tall, dark and irritating a piece of her mind, he turned to face her.

“What were you thinking provoking her like that?”

“She provoked me first.”

“She’s a vampire. Could’ve snapped you like a twig.” His jaw worked. “If I had lost you.” He turned blazing eyes on her for a few seconds before looking out the side window again. His back was set, every muscle tense.

“You were going to drink from her again. That’s why you and Stephany were arguing.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You would’ve hurt me if you’d taken from her again. Don’t you see that?” She bit on her lip for a few beats. “You won’t injure me.” Her voice came out sounding timid. How would he ever believe her if she didn’t believe herself? “Did something happen in your past to make you think that you would?”

“I almost killed someone once.”

“A human?”

“I was young, stupid. I wanted to taste of —as you humans would call it—the forbidden fruit. Surely the prince would be capable of maintaining control. I was so arrogant, damned stupid.” He laughed without any humor. “Well…I almost killed her. It took three of my friends to pull me off.” He ran a hand through his hair.

“Look…you…me…this…” She gestured between them. “It’s happening. Whether I like it or not. I didn’t ask to be here. It would be best if you remembered that.” It was so difficult to talk about this stuff. “If this is to work.” She shook her head not believing what she was saying. “You really need to know that I don’t like sharing. It’s really as simple as that. I refuse to share you.” She found that she didn’t feel in the least bit guilty about that now that she had started to accept the situation. Going forward though, it would be on her terms.

Brant’s mouth pulled into a half smile before becoming serious. “Are you saying you want me?” His voice had dropped a gazillion octaves. The vibration washed over her like mulled wine.

Tanya folded her arms. Brant dropped his gaze to her cleavage. His body tightened, those long dark lashes practically fused as his lids hooded.

“Yes,” she squirmed in her seat. “I do, but not while you’re drinking from Alexandra or any other female for that matter. You drink from me and you will be having sex with nobody but me. I refuse to continue on this crazy path otherwise.”

Tanya hoped that he would agree. Aside from her store, there was nothing to go back to. Becky could come and visit. She could think of worse things than becoming the sexy vampire’s mate. She may have been a little off balance for a bit there, who could blame her? But things were going to change. She was going to have a big say in her own future. Brant would need to deal or she was gone. It was as simple as that.

 

****

 

Brant swallowed hard, lifting his dark eyes to meet hers. He was secretly thrilled that she had staked her claim on him. At the same time, doing this her way could end in her death. “We need to do this in stages. Alternating sex and drinking frequently until I feel strong enough to handle both.” He had to work to keep his voice even. Especially when his cock sprang to life at the thought of tasting her, of sinking deep inside her, with both cock and fang. “Too much too fast and—”

“Yeah, yeah…I die. You had your friends help out before with the human, so why not have them around again?”

A low growl resonated from inside his chest. “I don’t share well either.”

“No, silly. Your guards can be prepared to intervene. They don’t have to be in the room with us.”

Xavier coughed into his hand. His way of letting Brant know that he wasn’t game. “Xavier is my brother. He would be honored to stand guard and assist if necessary. It’s a great idea.” His brother eyeballed him in the rear view mirror.

“Which are we going to do first?” She pulled her lush bottom lip between her teeth.

“I need to drink first. Being inside you would drive me crazy without the need for blood to complicate things.”

“Oh.” She took back her full bottom lip. Brant was sure she had no idea she was doing it. It drove him wild. He pulled her onto his lap. Tanya gasped as she slid into place.

“I told you what would happen if you kept biting that lip.” Brant slanted his lips over hers. Bursts of berries with a splash of vanilla accosted him. She tasted better than she smelled and her scent was utter heaven. He knew that her blood would be rapture. They both moaned as his tongue clashed with hers. He slid his hands up the sides of her body dipping down until he clasped the globes of her spectacular ass. He squeezed. Tanya whimpered. He ate up the sound as he deepened the kiss. Brant would definitely need to drink before he took her. Otherwise, all her lush feminine curves would make him lose his mind completely. Particularly when coupled with her delicious scent.

The vehicle came to a stop. Brant secured his arm around her and stepped out. Gravel crunched under his boots as he stood. “Put your legs around me.”

Without hesitating, she obliged locking her ankles behind his back.

“Hold on.” Her fingers bit into him as he sped up. It didn’t take long to reach his suite. Every second felt like an eternity though. Once there, he put her onto wobbly legs and shut the door. Her hair was tousled, her lips plump from his kisses. The dress she was wearing accentuated each and every lush curve.

Brant ran his hand through his hair. Damn, now that he had her in his space, the scent of her arousal thick and heady, he wasn’t sure he could keep a rein on his bloodlust. The thought of Xavier just outside the door eased his fear somewhat.

“Are you having second thoughts?”

Brant nodded. “It’s not because I don’t want you. You need to know that the opposite is true.”

Tanya narrowed her eyes at him. Her small human hands going to the swell of her hips. “This happens or I’m leaving. When I say leaving I mean gone. Not just out the door, but out of your life.”

He believed her.  The thought of her leaving disturbed him.

Even with this knowledge, the thought of hurting her, even worse, of killing her, kept him from moving. Tanya pulled her dress over her head.

Heaven help him.

Her skin was milk with the barest hint of honey. Her breasts were much larger than any vampire he had ever been with. So sexy, he licked his lips. Plump globes strained against soft black, filmy material. The fabric wasn’t translucent enough for him to be able to make out the contrast of her areola, but thin enough to be able to see the outline of her nipples. Her thighs were made for wrapping around a male’s hips. Her waist narrow in comparison. A tiny slip of the same tantalizing fabric covered her sex.

His cock swelled. His mouth watered. His fangs extended.

“Your eyes are glowing.”

“Don’t be afraid, it happens sometimes, like when we’re turned on or extra aggressive.” He had to work to keep the growl from his voice.

“When you say aggressive are you referring to a frenzied bloodlust?”

He choked out a laugh, “In this case more like just plain lust.”

“Oh.”

“We shouldn’t do this.” It was his last ditch effort to talk some sense into her. Into both of them.

“We are doing this, so suck it up.” She laughed at her own joke and his need for her grew.

“Lie on the bed.” He had to work to keep his cool. To keep from going at her and taking her in every way possible. He fisted his hands at his sides. He would retain control, even if it killed him.

“Okay.” Timid. Unsure.

“You don’t have to do this.”

Her eyes turned defiant. “If I don’t, you’ll drink from…” She left the sentence hanging.

“Another female.”

“Yes.” Her mouth thinned and her little hands clasped into fists.

Brant had to suppress a smile. It felt good to know that she felt so strongly about this. She already regarded him as hers. Once the mating took hold, she would be much stronger and he would be able to take from her freely. Until then, they would have to be very careful.

Tanya spread herself out on his bed. She was the first female he had ever allowed in his space. Her long dark hair cascaded over his pillow. Her skin even more translucent on his black, silk sheets. Brant removed his shirt. It had nothing to do with getting blood on his clothes, he wanted to feel her skin. He moved to the first button on his jeans. No, best he left those on. More of a barrier. He didn’t want to accidentally claim her in the heat of the moment.

It had been months since he’d last had sex, and the need to bury himself inside this female, his female, hit him hard.

Brant slid in next to her, the front of his body against the side of hers.

Tanya was tense, her eyes wide. “Will it hurt?”

“No.”

“Are you sure?” a breathy whisper. She was afraid but he could also scent her excitement. Tanya had been a good choice. Not all humans could tolerate blood drinking. His father had only been permitted to take blood from female vampires. His mother did not allow him to drink from her vein.

Blood drinking could be a sexual act enjoyed greatly by both parties. All vampires drank during sex, it heightened the experience. His father had to have suffered greatly to have been denied drinking from his mate.

“It won’t hurt Cenwein. I promise.” He positioned his hand above her head and slid the other across her stomach. Her breathing hitched.

Brant leaned in, partially covering her body with his. Her nipples hardened against his chest and her breathing turned choppy. He hovered over her neck savouring her delicious scent. Strawberries with cream and a hint of vanilla. Brant didn’t normally have much of a sweet tooth.

Yet sweet had never smelled so damned good.

His fangs extended further, almost beyond their normal reach and his gums burned. Careful. Easy. Oh so gently, he kissed her soft skin. Felt her pulse against his lips. She moaned. An exhilarating sound. She would make many more of such noises if he had anything to do with it.

Brant opened his mouth and almost on autopilot, his fangs extended piercing her delicate skin.

Her rich, sweet blood slowly trickled into his mouth. Drop by delicious drop. Brant closed his eyes in pure ecstasy. It was his turn to moan.

Tasting her was thrilling, it was also pure torture but only because he wanted so much more. How in the hell was he supposed to stay in control when both his fangs and his dick were inside her? As it was, he had a strenuous hold on his restraint. Sweat beaded on his brow as he took a tentative pull. The tiny trickle became a steady flow and her delicious blood filled his mouth. He moaned as he swallowed.

 

****

 

At first she’d meant to ask him what Cenwein meant. He had called her twice by the name. Probably the vampire word for human.

All reason left her as his mouth made contact with her neck though. His touch scorched her. The heat moved through her body causing her nipples to tighten to the point of pain. Moisture pooled at the juncture of her thighs.

There was a small sting as his teeth broke her skin and then blinding pleasure as he sucked. The pull tugged on her aching nipples. It caused her clit to throb. She moaned. A strangled, animalistic sound. He eased the pull and she whimpered. When Brant sucked again, she cried out. This time her hips bucked.

Every nerve ending awoke. Every cell screamed for release. Next thing she knew, his hand moved to the elastic at the top of her panties. He paused. She wriggled needing his touch more than she’d ever needed anything before. Another cry was torn from her as he sucked again. His hand didn’t move. He was waiting for her permission. “Yes,” a strangled cry.

His hand cupped her pussy and her hips jerked. Two fingers breached her opening while a third stroked her throbbing clit. Brant took another pull at her neck, simultaneously thrusting his fingers deep inside. Tanya screamed as an orgasm took her. Waves of pleasure crashed through her. Her back bowed off the mattress and she screamed again.

A loud crash.

“What the…” Brant covered her with his body. Every hard muscle was taut.

“Fuck, Brant! I heard the scream. I thought.” It was Xavier who had been positioned at the door. Tanya recognized his voice. Knew it had to be him even though she couldn’t see a thing crushed under Brant’s huge body.

“You heard wrong. If you had been any other male I would have had your eyes.”

“Your female is…delectable.”

Brant growled, “Get out.” Tanya swore he sounded like he was smiling.

She caught Xavier’s chuckle as the door banged shut. Brant eased his weight off her by bracketing his arms on either side of her but he stayed on top. Her body covered by his.

“That felt very sexual to me.”

Brant laughed, his chest vibrated against her. Her hands were on his biceps. Her fingers only managed to circle half way.

The man was freaking huge.

His very large very hard erection strained against her belly. His eyes still glowed and his face was taut. “It doesn’t have to be sexual for vampires, but it’s always sexual for humans. I guess I should’ve warned you.” A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes.

She smiled, unable to get upset with him. She’d just had the best orgasm of her life and they hadn’t even had sex yet. “Yes, you should’ve.”

“I take it I didn’t hurt you?”

Tanya couldn’t help but to laugh again. “Oh, like those were screams of pain.”

He smiled. “Are you feeling okay?” His face took on a concerned edge.

She stretched, “Fantastic.”

“I would like it very much if I could get to know you now.” He dipped down raking her nipple with his teeth. The fabric of her bra only served to heighten the experience. His erection seemed to throb between them. “I need to be inside you.”

“Inside?”

“As deep as your body will permit me.”

Her clit throbbed like her recent orgasm had never happened.

“Um…” He must think she was a serious slut. There was no way she could turn him down. The need to feel him inside her body almost overwhelmed her. “Just for the record I normally don’t fuck on the first date.”

“Well it’s okay then.” He clasped her thighs and pulled them around his hips settling his straining erection at her core. “I will take you hard the first time but make no mistake, Tanya. We will be making love.”

Fantastic to look at and romantic. Could a girl ask for more? Just one little problem. “What about protection?” She moaned as he rocked against her.

“You’re not fertile at the moment.”

“Oh.”

Brant nuzzled into her neck lapping at the spot he had just drank from. Shots of pleasure had her pussy clenching and her clit throbbing. She moaned.

“First, I need to get a good look at you.” Brant flipped her around putting himself on his back and her on top.

Tanya felt her cheeks heat and had to work not to cover up even though she was still wearing her bra and panties. She licked her lips. “I’m kind of a lights off girl.”

“Well that’s about to change. Firstly, I see just as well in the dark and secondly, you have to be one of the sexiest creatures I have ever had the extreme pleasure of looking at.” He placed his large hands on her waist. His eyes glowed. His gaze dropped to her chest as his hands moved up to cup her breasts. “I never knew it, but I think I might be a breast man.” He tested their weight before running his fingers over her already tight nipples. Brant was good with his hands, she found herself arching into his caresses.

Cool air on her skin was the only indication that he had removed her bra. He growled in approval. “Definitely a breasts man. So pink.” His hand circled around her back and he pulled her closer closing his hot mouth over an oversensitive nipple. His teeth raked her flesh, his tongue twirled around her sensitive nub. The ache in her core became almost too much to bear.

“Please,” she gasped. Tanya reached for his pants, she released the snap and pulled down the zipper. The biggest cock she’d ever seen jutted forward. Before she could think on it, her hand circled his impressive girth. Velvet covered steel. Tanya licked her lips. “Um…I don’t think it will fit.”

He chuckled. “Want to bet?”

“What is it with vampires and betting?”

Instead of answering, Brant flipped her over onto her back, he caged her with his massive body. Nudging his cock at her very wet, panty covered opening. He made a sound of frustration. She gasped as he rubbed against her swollen clit. Brant rocked against her again. There was a pulling and a ripping sound.

Skin to skin.

Tanya cried out as his swollen tip breached her tight sex.

His jaw locked and his eyes glowed. Sweat beaded on his brow as he slid in another inch. Brant moved agonizingly slowly. Tanya had never felt so full. So stretched there was a light sting intermingled with the pleasure. He pushed his hand between their bodies, his thumb finding her clit. Tanya panted with each lazy circle of his finger. She pulled her thighs higher up onto his body, wrapping her legs around him.

Brant pulled back and pushed in, just the tip of his manhood inside her yet already he was hitting all the right nerve endings. Out and in. Deeper this time. He rocked and thrust stopping only when he was balls deep.

“You okay?” Brant spoke through clenched teeth.

Not trusting her voice, she nodded wriggling beneath him. Needing more.

He brushed his lips over hers. “Never felt so good before.” He squeezed his eyes shut. “I need to take you hard.”

“Yes,” a whispered plea. Tanya raked her nails down his back, clasping his meaty ass. The action deepened his penetration and they both gasped.

He choked out a laugh. “Woman, you are going to kill me.” His eyes turned hard. “You can’t touch me. I’m barely holding on. You’re just so tight. So perfect…” Brant took hold of her wrists and lifted her hands above her head. He held her in place with one hand and used the other to keep the majority of his weight off her. His cock throbbed in her pussy.

She couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. Could only feel as he took her hard. His hips pistoned back and forth, his balls slapping against her. He changed position slightly, hitting every spot. Most she hadn’t even known existed. She struggled to breathe. Threw her head back as the first flutter of her orgasm hit her deep inside her core. The feeling growing and spreading like, thick warm molasses. Brant jerked against her, deepening the connection. Heat filled her belly, increasing her pleasure. He roared, continuing to thrust into her over and over again. Her orgasm kept on coming, just when she thought she would come back down another wave hit. Brant finally slowed. He eased in and out extending their pleasure before stopping. He stayed inside her. They both panted. Brant released her hands and wiped a wayward strand from her face.

“I’m still alive.” She grinned at him and he rolled his eyes

“I almost killed you a couple of times.”

Tanya searched for any sign of humor and found none. “I doubt that,” her tone was questioning even as she sought to reassure him.

Brant grinned and out popped those sexy dimples. “I think we’re going to be just fine, Tanya Milan.” Still semi erect, he eased himself out of her. Brant moved to lie on the bed pulling Tanya into his arms. For the first time in her life, she felt content. Like maybe she belonged.