#4 Chosen by the Vampire Kings: BBW Romance Read Free Page A

Zane slipped a finger inside her while his thumb stayed on her clit.
Tanya had to work hard to suppress a moan as she tried to concentrate on
Brant’s face. His eyes were glowing, his body so tense that she was sure he
would sprain something. Her orgasm built inside her with a speed that surprised
her considering the situation. When Zane inserted a second finger, she couldn’t
help the whimper that escaped. Brant growled, low and deadly but he didn’t move
so much as a muscle.
    As
hard as she tried to resist, it was useless, Zane was just too good at zoning
in on all of her sweet spots. He knew exactly how to touch her and went about
the task with relentless precision. Using his other hand, he palmed her breast squeezing
almost to the point of pain. It felt so damned good.
    “Fucking
sexy.” His words surprised her, he wasn’t the type to dish out compliments
lightly. Or possibly ever. Zane nipped at her shoulder, continuing his
ministrations on both her pussy and her breast. “Come for me, sweetness,” a
rough growl that sent her over the edge.
    Eyes
squeezed shut, she rode his hand trying to hold back a cry and failing dismally.
Rough hands grasped her hips. Zane thrust himself inside her balls deep in one
motion. She cried out, her pussy still clenching from the orgasm. Not giving
her time to catch her breath, he continued to ram himself into her. No sooner
had she rode out the rest of her orgasm, did the build of her next one begin.
    Brant
snarled, his face was contorted in rage but her body didn’t give a damn as it
tightened with her pending orgasm. “You feel so good.” Husky, deep, she loved
the sound of Zane’s voice.
    She
didn’t think it was possible, but Zane picked up speed and her core hummed. The
first flutters contracted her pussy walls. Zane had her caged underneath him.
His hands kept her anchored in place. There was a sharp pinch at the base of
her neck followed by an explosion of blinding pleasure. Her back bowed. She
screamed as he sucked a second time. Her body shook, her mind blanked,
everything in her stopped. Her breath caught in her lungs. All she could do was
feel. Zane jerked inside her, grunting as he found his own release.
    There
was a loud thud and Zane was no longer behind her. She turned her head, feeling
dazed. Brant stood behind her with Zane on the floor, his lip split and
bloodied. Brant looked pissed. His eyes glowed, flashing red for a second. He
snarled, his long, wicked looking fangs gleamed. On the ends of his fingers,
sharp looking claws had taken the place of his nails. She had to stop herself
from backing away. From telling him to stop. It took every ounce of strength
she possessed to stay still as he closed the small distance between them.
    Brant
pushed her into the mattress, her breasts and the one side of her face pressed
firmly down into the soft material. One hand held the back of her neck while
the other grabbed her hip. His claws dug into her flesh. They would leave marks
for sure. She whimpered but knew instinctively that it would be best to keep
still and to remain calm. Brant was still somewhere inside the vampire that
clung to her. He might not be himself right now but he would never hurt her.
    “Easy,”
Zane said. His voice even and calm. At least if Brant did lose it Zane was
right there.
    “Fuck
you,” an inhuman snarl as Brant sank into her. He growled as his balls slapped
against her ass. There was a sharp pinch in the same area Zane had bitten her
and she orgasmed hard as he sucked. The fact that she was restrained with his
dick, unmoving yet deep inside her, had her coming even harder on the second
draw. Brant withdrew his fangs and licked her neck. Her groan ended on a cry as
he began to move in long, hard thrusts. He grunted with each languid stroke.
Not letting up on the grip on her neck and hip. How in the hell was it
possible? She physically hurt from the rough sex both vampires had doled out,
yet another orgasm started its slow build