Torn Desires 2(17)

Charlotte walked in holding a number of garments. “They’re mine so I hope one of them fits. I will have a wardrobe ready next time you are here.”

Tanya had pulled the sheet against her soiled dress, she nodded once at the vampire, her demeanour stiff.

“Thank you. You may leave,” he addressed Charlotte.

The female had angered his Tanya. He got the definite impression his female wouldn’t want Charlotte to hang around. The female inclined her head at him and then Tanya before leaving.



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Two of the dresses were little more than sheaths, similar to the one Alexandra had worn at the club the night previously. Her body fat would need to be in the minus in order to pull off such a dress. She huffed, if she got any angrier smoke would start to come out of her nostrils. One was a very pretty floral number with triangles so small she’d have no hope in hell of fitting her breasts in it. The last was a stunning shade of green that she knew would complement her coloring. The top was a boob tube and it had a flared skirt that would cover her to about mid-calf. Hopefully, the elastic would fit around her boobage. Maybe, just maybe though, it would work.

“Is there somewhere for me to change?”

“You are my female. What part of that don’t you understand?”

Zane infuriated her. “I am not yours damn it. You are never going to see me naked, get that into your thick skull.” She knew she wasn’t being fair but she felt so embarrassed at what had happened that she had decided to blame him for whole thing.

“Your bra was see-through in the shower and I had a great view of your pussy not five minutes ago. Your hand was a little in the way, but…” That did it. She flew at him fists, nails and all. Zane let her slap him and pretend claw at him for a few beats before grabbing her wrists and shoving her up against the wall.

Trapped between hard brick and hard unforgiving male, her breathing hitched. Only because she was afraid. It had nothing to do with his scent or the hard nudge at her stomach. “I will humor you female because for some reason your feelings are important to me, but do not push me too far.”

She swallowed hard and nodded, not trusting her voice. Zane leaned in, so close his breath mingled with hers. So close that his nose brushed hers as he leaned in a fraction more. Their gazes locked. His eyes burned. He was going to kiss her and she couldn’t wait. His eyes dropped to her lips, which she licked in anticipation.

Just as she was sure he would do the deed, he pulled back. “Get dressed. We need to go.”

Damn but she hated the disappointment, hated her desire for him even more. He was such a jerk. Firstly, because he made her want to kiss him. Secondly, because he didn’t damn well kiss her.

When she turned to him, he was fully dressed in leathers just as Lance had been. He looked every bit the warrior and acted every bit the king. “You have one minute and then I’m coming to get you. Understood?” He didn’t wait for a reply. Instead, he strode from the room shutting the door behind him.

Tanya pulled off the sticky dress. The audacity of the man to come all over her. What the hell was his problem? There was a small, teeny, tiny part of her deep down inside that was secretly thrilled Zane had been so turned on by her. Then again, she huffed, he was a man and anything with boobs and a pussy was normally enough. She pulled the green dress up over her body. A bit of a tight fit around the girls, but it seemed to fit alright. Next she grabbed her toiletry bag and headed for the restroom. She readjusted her boobs and gave herself the once over. Not too shabby. The green really worked against her complexion and the shape of the dress accentuated her curves in a good way. Her hair was a mess. Tanya unzipped the bag and quickly tried to tame it. Next, she put paste on the toothbrush and had just started on her teeth when Zane walked in. His big body took up the entire door frame as he leaned against the jamb. Despite his warnings, he folded his arms across his chest and waited for her to finish.

He followed her back into the bedroom where she decided to push her luck by applying some mascara. With her lips puckered, she prepared to apply a coat of lip-gloss.

“You don’t need all that crap.”

“Us humans enjoy it.

“I’m not human,” he growled.

“Well I am.” She ran the lip-gloss over her mouth. Applying a second coat for good measure. “It’s not like you kiss me or anything anyway, so why would you care?” Oops, she hadn’t meant to say that. His brush off earlier must have affected her more than she had thought.

Zane frowned, he opened his big leather trench coat and stuck his hands in the pockets. “I don’t kiss females.”