Torn Desires 2(14)

“I might. I might call someone else. You will be snug in Brant’s arms, so what concern is it to you?”

“None.” She lied. “I was just wondering,” she mumbled. The thought of him taking Charlotte or one of the many other willing females left a bitter taste in her mouth.

“Come here.”

“No.” This whole situation was so screwed up. Brant was the one for her, yet the thought of Zane fucking Charlotte, of him drinking from her…why did she feel so jealous? She had no right to be so torn between the two kings.

His jaw tightened. “Are you insisting I remain faithful while you are with Brant?”

Everything in her screamed to tell him yes. To force him to do just that, but she couldn’t. It wouldn’t be right. Especially since she could never choose Zane. Brant had decided on her from the start, while Zane had taken another. The only reason she was here right now was because Zane’s chosen was dead. And there it was. The one thing that had eluded her. The most important reason why she could never be with this king. The dead woman had looked nothing like her, was nothing like her. The only reason she was here right now was to give this man future heirs, his true chosen was gone.

“No, I don’t expect you to remain faithful.”

“Don’t look so upset. Is it that Brant has promised this to you?” His eyes narrowed. “Brant is a fool. How many times do I need to remind you of that?”

“You can be such an asshole. Why is Brant a fool? People should be faithful to one another while they are courting. It’s the right thing to do.” She folded her arms across her chest.

Zane smiled. “This is not a normal situation. I will be faithful to you while you are here, but if you choose to go back to Brant all bets are off.”

“That’s blackmail.”

“That’s life sweetness.” He cocked his head.

“You’re such a jerk, I wish I had never gone down on you. Wrapped my mouth around your slut of a cock.”

Zane chuckled. “You will be doing that again very soon but first I want to plough your tight sheath. I cannot wait to make you come.”

Tanya felt her jaw drop. “No freaking way. I don’t have sex with sluts.”

“Sex is perfectly normal and perfectly healthy.” He yanked the sheet off his body. One times humungous cock jutted up. “I need it to get well.”

What the hell had she agreed to? She wanted to tell him to call for Charlotte but the words stuck in her throat. Brant would never forgive her, hell, she would never forgive herself. She’d only ever had sex with two people before Brant. The first was a giant mistake. Although the second had been a mistake too, they had been in a long term relationship. She was about to have sex with two different men in the space of twenty four hours. Yet she couldn’t think of any other way out of this.

“You can’t drink from me.” It was technically the one thing Brant had asked her.

Zane’s eyes darkened. “My shoulder will not heal until I drink. I’m as weak as a new born whelp.”

“No blood.”

Zane shook his head. “Fine, but that will mean that we have to stay in this room. In this bed until our time is up. As much as I had hoped to be able to take you like a man, it seems I will have to rely on you.” His eyes narrowed daring her to defy him. “Straddle my hips so that I can touch you. You will need to ride me.”

A zing of need shot from her pussy. It raced through her whole body leaving her feeling a little shaky.

“No,” the barest whisper.

“Your body says yes.” His eyes softened, “I need you.” It must’ve taken considerable effort for him to say those words. “Straddle my hips. Once I touch you, any doubt will evaporate.”

That’s what she was afraid of.

“I know you want me.” A low growl that had her channel turning slick with need even though she still thought he was a big, fat jerk.

“The only reason I want you is because you have a good body.”

Zane threw her a half smile and sniffed the air. “Mmmm.” A low rumble of approval as he scented her arousal.

“Stop that. It’s not fair. The problem is that sex would complicate things.”

“It seems to me that they are complicated already.”

“There’s more to all of this than sex. It would be wrong.”

His whole body tensed. “You rutted with Brant, yet you deny me my most basic of needs.”

“I sucked you off just a few hours ago. You’ve had your fun damn it. Now leave me alone.”

“As much as I enjoyed your mouth, I haven’t felt you shudder with your release. I haven’t heard you scream as I drive into you over and over again. I haven’t yet established whether you like it hard or soft. Maybe a combination of both,” his brows arched. “Can you come with just g-spot stimulation or will you need me to rub your clit while I fuck you?” Juice trickled down her left thigh forcing her to close her legs tightly. It only increased her arousal. “I want to lick that wetness from between your legs, stick my tongue so far up that sweet little pussy…”