“Everybody out,” he spoke softly.
“Yes, sire,” Ross answered. “Move out!” He yelled to the guards as they exited the SUVs.
“Secure the perimeter. Nobody enters unless instructed.” Zane’s deep voice so commanding that she felt the need to obey even though he hadn’t directed the orders at her.
“What’s going on?” Shit. Was she in trouble? Maybe he was upset with her too. Maybe he was about to dish out his version of ten lashings on her. Like hell. She’d done nothing that would warrant it.
As the door closed, leaving behind an eerie silence, his hands bracketed her waist. Zane pulled her up and against him.
“Straddle me,” that same low commanding voice. “Do it now.”
She did as he said. Her naked pussy hit hard cock encased in soft leather. His eyes were locked on hers. Dark, fathomless. They burned her up from the inside.
“I nearly lost you,” a low growl that had her insides turning to jello. He leaned forward, his mouth a mere inch from hers, his eyes roamed her face landing on her mouth.
Do it.
Everything in her begged. Screamed. Thank God he obliged, slanting his lips across hers. The barest brush. Firm, yielding, delicious. The brief touch doing things to her that she never thought possible.
Brant.
She couldn’t possibly…needed to tell him that this was a bad idea…the hands at her waist loosened their grip, they fisted the material at her hips instead. One sharp pull and her breasts sprang free from the tight elasticated confines.
His eyes darkened, narrowed slightly, willing her almost to defy him. She took a deep breath to do just that when his graze dropped to her chest.
Zane made a noise, something between a strangled moan and a growl. For long seconds he just stared. His cock twitched against her core. When he moved, it was quick, her nipple was in his hot mouth before she had a chance to blink. Sucking softly, he used his tongue to swirl around her tight nub. Her clit throbbed. She ran her fingers across the close cropped hair on his scalp. The plan was to push him away. It really, really was.
Zane suckled her a second time, this time almost to the point of pain, raking his teeth across her sensitive flesh as he pulled away. Her fingers dug in, not wanting him to stop. Zane administered the same treatment to her other breast. When his thumb rubbed across her clit, she cried out in both surprise and pleasure.
“I don’t think—”
His lips covered hers as he sank a finger into her pussy. Again the kiss lasted all of a second. His thumb stayed on her clit in a delicate slip and slide motion that had her arching her back. All of her well thought out reasons for not having sex with him left her. Sanity became a thing of the past as she palmed his impressive cock through his pants.
Zane hissed, inserting two fingers into her slick folds. She could feel how wet she had grown. Her sense of urgency rising to levels way into the red zone. He shifted her in his lap and removed his hand from her cleft. Zane yanked his pants open. What started as a moan of frustration ended in a groan of pleasure as his cock breached her opening.
His eyes locked with hers. “You are mine,” a low growl as he thrust into her from below. Taking her to the hilt in one easy motion that left her panting with both ecstasy and pain as her body fought to accommodate his size.
“Mine,” he growled again as he plunged back into her. His eyes burned with hunger as he continued to plough into her. His hands solidly on her hips as he kept her firmly in place while he fucked her with savage determination. She screamed as each thrust hit her sweet spot. The muscles in his neck stood on end and his mouth was a tight line. Her orgasm hit seconds later, causing her eyes to pretty much roll back in her skull with the intenseness of the sensations that racked through her body. Intensified by the fact that he kept up the tireless thrusting and the brutal pace. Her back bowed and her head fell back as a second even more powerful wave took her. This time he roared as jets of heat filled her.
When he finally slowed, she sagged against him, both of them were breathing heavily. “I’m not letting you go back.” Zane’s chest heaved.
Part of her wanted to breathe out a sigh of relief as the choice had been taken from her, but a bigger part forced her to pull away from him. Brant would be waiting for her. Tanya’s next thought was how angry and hurt he would be at her indiscretion.
“What about Brant?”
His lips pulled back in a silent snarl at the mention of his birth enemy. “After today, it is safe to say that we are at war.” His hands squeezed her waist. It wasn’t lost on her that his still mostly erect shaft was still inside her. “Brant cannot protect you. The continuity of our race is at stake.”