Part 1: Mate's Lore Read Free

managed to croak out.
    Compared
to the mob of screaming ladies, she was greatly under dressed. She loved
cupcakes far too much, especially vanilla ones with strawberry icing. As a
result, she had plenty of feminine curves. Her ex had complained on many
occasions, he’d even gone so far as to set up an appointment with a dietician
for her.
    “No
mistake,” his deep voice did strange things to her insides. Those dark eyes slid
down the length of her body and a furnace switched on at her core.
    Tanya
climbed into the SUV. How could she not? Once they were somewhere private, they
could talk this out and he would soon realize that he’d made a huge mistake and
take her back.
    Somewhere
private.
    On
second thought, maybe they should discuss this now. Brant slid in next to her,
his scent engulfed her. All man. So delicious she bit down on her lip to stop
herself from whimpering.
     Using
every last ounce of resolve she had, she turned to face the big vampire. “So
you drink blood?” Damn, that’s not what she meant to say.
    His
lips twitched in anger?…amusement?
    “Sorry.
Forget it. I don’t know what I was thinking. Do I call you Lord or Your Majesty?”
    “You
may call me Brant.” This time he did smile and her heart did a flip flop. The
cutest dimples appeared on either side of his sinful lips. When he swept his
tongue across the expanse of those generous folds, she had to suppress a sigh.
    “As
to the blood…” Something flared in his eyes as they dropped to the pulse at her
neck. “I only partake from other vampires, so you have nothing to fear.”
    She
nodded feeling oddly disappointed. It was like she’d actually felt excitement at
the prospect of him biting her. No freaking way.
    “What
is your name?” He stretched out on the soft leather seat, his thigh brushed
hers.  Heat seared at the area where their bodies touched.
    It
took a few seconds for her to register that he had spoken. “Oh, um…Tanya
Milan.” What an idiot , she extended her hand out.
    His
eyes crinkled at the edges, he leaned forward and clasped her hand in his much
bigger one. The air must have thinned because she struggled to draw a breath.
    “It
is good to meet you Tanya Milan.”
    Man
oh man, she was so screwed. She loved the way he said her name. Loved it far
too much for a woman trying to escape.

 
     
     
    Chapter 2
     
    Delicate,
delectable so undeniably beautiful he couldn’t help but take her in. Dark hair
that cascaded halfway down her back. Tall for a human. Tanya’s curvaceous body
had him drooling. She wore a shapeless t-shirt that did nothing to hide lush
breasts. Her hips were flared and her ass was shapely enough to take a firm
hold of…if the need arose. His cock twitched at the thought of all that warm
softness underneath him. Brant tried to adjust his seat, needing to relieve the
pressure building behind his unforgiving zipper.
     Another
thing he liked was her fierceness with more than enough determination to match.
    “Why
did Zane…I mean King Zane choose that woman? She didn’t want him. It’s nothing
short of rape.” The moment the words were out, she bit down on her plump bottom
lip. Twitchy as a deer down a hunter’s scope .
    It
was with great effort that he managed to lift his gaze. Her large hazel eyes
were beautifully framed by long, black lashes.
    “It’s
understandable that she is afraid, yet you must know that her fear is
unjustified. Zane might be a bastard but he would never force himself on a
female.”
    “She
doesn’t know him and she didn’t look like she wanted anything to do with him.”
    He
found himself smiling at her…again…how bizarre. “Are you afraid?”
    “Should
I be?”
    Her
heart rate remained even. The only time she’d shown any major physical emotion
was when he’d shook her hand.
    “Come
here,” he patted his lap.
    “I
don’t think so.” Her eyes were wide. They gleamed with defiance.
    “I
won’t bite. Not much anyway.”
    Her
heart sped up. Tanya made a