“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.