Chosen by the Vampire Kings 6(38)

Stephany had to suppress a giggle. “I assure you that they are not hurting her. Far from it,” she mumbled the last under her breath.

Tanya screamed, the sound followed by a roar that might leave cracks in the walls. Esral’s large eyes opened even further if that was even possible. “By all that is green, I knew that intimacy could be good, but”—she bit on her lip again—“Tanya was screaming in pleasure wasn’t she?”

Stephany nodded. “It is rude of us to listen. There’s a reason they call it intimacy.”

The princess’ cheeks heated and she looked like she felt guilty for the outburst.

“I’m sorry, Esral, I didn’t mean to snap at you. I know that you are curious, which is normal.”

Another moan sounded, this time barely audible.

“Again?” Esral looked confused.

“It’ll happen several times before anyone in this wing gets any sleep and within a few hours it’ll start up again. Crazy.” She tucked some hair behind her ear.

Esral sighed. “Crazy in love.”

“Sex and love are two different things.”

“It’s love in their case and it’s what I want. I can’t wait to be with someone that completes me”—her eyes narrowed—“and that makes me scream with pleasure. I’m so happy my father has granted me permission to date.” She giggled. “I’m going back to my room now.”

“Where’s Xavier?”

“I gave him the slip. Vampires are not the best trackers.” Esral giggled again, giving a little wave as she skipped down the hallway.

The shrieking started up again. Loud and in time with a clunking headboard. It wouldn’t be long now. Stephany would cover her ears, but she knew it wouldn’t help. A growl. Silence for a few beats. A shrill scream. “Zane….oh, God….Brant…” Stephany squeezed her eyes shut trying to block out the sounds of untold pleasure.

She put a hand to her chest realizing how hard she was breathing, more like panting.

A roar sounded, it eventually turned into a deep grunt.

Her clit throbbed. Her breasts felt heavy.

Her body’s reaction wasn’t to the three upstairs, but rather to the memories that the noises evoked in her. What exactly had the alpha done to her? For years her libido had lain dormant. Buried somewhere deep inside her. Stephany hadn’t even felt the urge to touch herself in the longest time. She couldn’t remember the last time that she’d felt the burning need to cum. Ever since she returned from the wolf’s clutches, she’d felt like her veins were on fire. What the hell had he done? What poison? What form of potent witchcraft was this? All she knew was that she wasn’t the same.

The scent of her own arousal surrounded her. Stephany rushed to her suite so that she could shower. For the third time today. It was becoming an irritation.

The problem was, she didn’t think these animalistic urges were going to go away any time soon. She ran a hand through her hair. By blood, she would find a way to control them. She just had to. The alternate was too terrible to contemplate.