Tanya was on the verge of running to his bed, of impaling herself on his hard cock when a knock sounded at the door. She couldn’t help but to groan in frustration.
Another knock. “There has been an incident sire.”
Zane’s eyes flared for a second. “We will finish this shortly. Enter.” Zane growled as he pulled the sheet across his hips.
Lance walked in. He inclined his head in Tanya’s direction without actually looking at her.
“This had better be important.”
Lance was dressed from head to toe in leather. He wore a long jacket. “The north fence was breached.”
“When?” Zane pulled himself into a sitting position. A pang of guilt hit her as she noticed how he struggled with the simple task, his right hand clasped his left shoulder for support.
“Less than five hours ago.”
“Around the same time we were attacked.”
Lance took a step forward. “I think we should discuss this in your office,” he lowered his voice.
“Whatever you have to say, you can say in front of my female.”
“Sire, she goes back in”—he glanced at his watch—“less than fourteen hours.”
“This affects Brant and his coven just as much. We need to get word to him. The incidences are related. They must be. What did the trackers find?”
Lance’s eyes narrowed. “I think it would be better if you saw for yourself. It’s…” He cleared his throat, “…concerning.”
Zane looked at Tanya. His whole demeanour changed. He looked pissed. “You’ll need to call Charlotte.”
Crunch time.
Lance could sense the tension in the room because he remained still making no move to do as Zane had instructed. Tanya squirmed as Zane’s head guard turned to face her. “Sire, are you sure?” Both males stared at her.
“Charlotte won’t be needed.” No freaking way could she stand by while he drank from another female. Not while she was here. What happened after she left was out of her hands, but right now? Brant would understand…she hoped.
Lance visibly relaxed.
“Give me five minutes.” His eyes started glowing and sharp fangs extended. “Make that ten.”
Her heart rate increased. Shit. It was too late to change her mind but she could make sure that it was on her terms. Lance left. One second there and the next gone. She hadn’t even heard the door shut.
“Come here.”
She shook her head and Zane fell back on the bed. “What is it now?”
“You don’t get to touch me.”
Zane smiled. “Not even if you beg?”
“Especially not if I beg. No touching. You can drink but that’s it.”
The straining erection was back. His jaw locked, his muscles bunched. Zane nodded once.
“I want to go with you when you inspect the…fence.”
His brow creased. “It’s too dangerous.”
“I’ll be with you and your men. I don’t want to sit in this room. Please, Zane.”
His eyes clouded in thought. “My scouts will have checked the area. Lance wouldn’t risk me if he was worried about my enemies still lurking. Only if you promise to obey my every command once we are there.”
“I promise, I will.”
“I mean it female, my every command.”
She sighed in irritation, “I said yes.”
“We don’t have much time. Come here now.”
Her nipples tightened as his deep voice washed over her. She knew she should probably hate the way he ordered her around, but in situations like this it aroused her to no end. Tanya lay down on the bed next to him.
“Sweetness.”
She turned her head to face him.
“I’m a little bit of an invalid at the moment. I need you to lie on top of me.” When she tried to do as he said he grunted, his face taught.
“You bastard,” Tanya slid off him.
“What have I done now?” His mouth formed a tight smile.
“You’re hurt worse than what you let on.”
His face turned serious. “Maybe worse than I thought. Once I have some blood though, I’ll be fine.”
“How do we do this?” She positioned herself on all fours crouching forward until her neck was at his mouth.
Chapter 11
Her soft skin was so tantalizingly close. Zane had to work hard to keep from lunging at her. He had more restraint than that though. The scent of berries had his nostrils flaring and his fangs extending further. Zane had to suppress a groan when he caught the perfect view of her deep cleavage. Her hard nipples were like two pointed barbs under the thin dress. It seemed to him that they were fighting to cut their way to freedom. His dick hardened up a whole lot more at the thought of their lush weight. He’d never imagined that overly full breasts would entice him so. Round, plump, soft. He couldn’t wait to be inside her, to watch them bounce as he took her. Couldn’t wait to hear her screams as she came. He suspected that a female as filled with passion as Tanya was, would let herself go in the moment. Zane couldn’t wait to make her lose it. He would have her soon. Very soon.