#4 Chosen by the Vampire Kings: BBW Romance (8 page)

“I’m
not wearing panties,” she whispered.

Brant
growled dragging her in the direction of the castle, then he made a sound of
frustration and picked her up throwing her over his shoulder. Tanya squealed.
One hand clamped firmly on her ass, he picked up the pace and she couldn’t help
but to giggle in excitement.

 

 

Chapter 5

 

Zane
exited the vehicle. The elves were already there. Neutral ground. Wide open
space for miles. An ambush of any sort would not be easy. Especially
considering that the elves favored the bow as their weapon of choice. He felt
out of sorts not having Lance at his side. Another few days and the warrior
should be back on his feet. He had taken over fifty arrows to the chest and
back. Four of those had been direct to the heart. It was a miracle that he had
even survived. Zane had to suppress a growl. It was the elves that had nearly
put him in his grave. He’d bet big money that this whole plan had been Katar’s.
The wolves were too dumb to have come up with it on their own.

The
elven king called a welcome in his native tongue as they approached. His long
robes flowed to the ground, they swayed as he stood. Zane was shocked to see
the grey at his temples and how he hunched slightly. The big male at his flank
was the spitting image of his father. Katar must have looked just like this
male when he was in his prime. Tall, plenty of lean muscle, hair that shone
like pure spun gold. The male wore a silk robe, as was customary with the
eleven species. Thank fuck he hadn’t been born a pussy. On occasions like this,
he much preferred leather and the measure of protection it afforded.

The
king must’ve caught him staring. “This is my son Keto and my daughter Esral.”

Zane
felt himself relax as he turned to face the female. If Katar had brought his
daughter, then he did not mean to fight. The elven princess was a tiny thing
although he could see that she was a mature female. Her hair was so long that it
touched her thighs. Her eyes were wide and shone a beautiful blue. Like the sky
on a clear winter’s day. Although she was highly attractive, he found that she
did nothing for him, unlike his little Ysnaar. His human was lush, sexy…he
snapped himself out of it realizing that the princess held out her hand. He
took it, trying to be gentle as she felt like she might break under his touch.
Shivering, she lowered her eyes.

“Can
we offer refreshments?” Katar asked. A smaller male appeared carrying a tray of
golden goblets.

“No,
thank you.”

“Your
men perhaps?” The old male raised an eyebrow.

“No.
Why have you called me?” Enough with the bullshit. He wanted answers and needed
to see the old king on his knee before accepting a truce.

“My
mate has been gone six months now.” His blue eyes filled with unshed tears. “I
am a fool.”

“Father,”
Keto’s eyes had narrowed.

“Be
still. I allowed myself to be swayed. An old fool.” The last he muttered more
to himself. Katar shook his head. He seemed to be trying to pull himself
together. Some of the elven guard shuffled in the background. “My mate was
everything to me. Aside from her many attributes, she was also my most loyal
and trusted advisor.” He smiled for a few beats. Managing to look the picture
of sorrow. Zane found himself feeling sorry for the old king.

“Esme
was wise. She understood my people and the different species like nobody’s
business. Never once gave me bad advice. I know that it is probably unwise to
admit this, but under the current circumstance I feel I can be honest” He
swallowed motioning to the male with the tray of goblets. Once he had taken a
drink, he continued. “I am lost without my Esme. We should never have listened
to those beasts. I would like to offer my apologies and if it’s not too late,
my allegiance to the vampire species.”

Zane
noticed how the younger male’s lips had pulled into a thin white line. How his
hands had fisted at his sides. His eyes were narrowed shooting poison tipped
arrows his way. It was clear that Keto did not feel the same way as his father.

 The
old man’s eyes shone with sincerity and for now Katar was the leader of the
elves. The elven king lowered his gaze as a sign of submission. “As a peace
offering, I would like to offer you my most valued possession.”

“Father,
please.” For the first time, Keto turned his head towards his father.

“Be
still. You have done enough.” He added, “This is my will.”

The
younger elf turned his eyes back on Zane, his jaw clenched so tight that Zane
was sure he might crack some teeth.

“Please
accept as a token of peace my beloved daughter.”

Griffin
made a choking sound and many of the guard, on both sides, shuffled nervously.

“She
is a virgin and fully mature. She will make a good mate.”

How
the fuck did he respond?
To outright refuse
would be seen as denial of the elven allegiance. It would be taken as an
insult.  

“Thank
you, Katar. I will graciously accept, but know that it is unnecessary and if
you wish to reconsider…” Zane hoped that he had not offended the king.

The
old man smiled. “I insist—”

“Father,
the vampire said it is unnecessary.”

Vampire
.
Who the fuck was this young buck’s vampire? Surely the bastard wasn’t referring
to him? Zane bristled at the younger male’s attitude. His hands itched, wanting
so badly to turn to fists. He wanted to punch some respect into the insolent
little prick.

“Be
still. It is the last time I will ask this of you.”

This
time Zane heard how the male ground his teeth together. Keto nodded once before
staring at the floor. His knuckles turned white at his sides.

The
female said nothing. Her little hands were clasped in front of her, her eyes to
the ground.

“I
would like for you to have Esral. The ultimate token of peace, of a species
united.”

Fuck.

The
covens were much stronger united. They would win a war against the elves, but at
what cost? The last thing Zane wanted was another war. Why had the old man
chosen such a public place to make the offer? He could’ve talked some sense
into him in private. Those around them grew restless. The old man’s eyes
hardened. Even the princess lifted her big orbs, they pleaded with him.

“Thank
you,” he managed to choke out. “We are honored.” Already his mind rushed at
finding a way out of this.

“I
insist that she mate with royalty. She is a princess and should be treated as
such. You would slight me if you were to give her to a commoner.”

This
was the king’s way of locking him in.
Double cluster fuck
. Tanya was
going to have his nuts. There was no way he was going to mate with this female.
No freaking way.
Aside from not needing another female, he happened to
like his nuts right where they were. He would find a way out of this. Zane
would call a meeting in a few days and discuss it with the elven king in
private.

 The
king smiled. “Esral will make a good mate, she is stronger than what she
looks…”

For
the first time the female showed some real emotion by gasping. “Father,
please.”

“Now
that it is settled.” The old man moved to kneel. He held his hip as he bent.

“Wait.”
It was Zane’s turn to narrow his eyes. “Your son will kneel on your behalf.”

“Yes,
but…” The elven king looked worried. He glanced from Zane to Keto and back.

“I
insist,” Zane growled softly. “I require your allegiance, but also that of your
heir. You have given me your daughter. He can kneel.” Zane gestured in the
direction of Keto, but didn’t take his eyes off the king. He could feel the
animosity rolling off the elf prince.

“Do
as he says.” Keto didn’t move. “Do it,” Katar added raising himself higher and
pulling his shoulders back.

Keto
dropped to his knee while inclining his head, in less than a second he was back
on his feet. The youngster could not school his emotion well. A mask of anger
contorted his features.

As
was customary, Zane and Katar shook hands at the wrists. The old man’s skin
felt like paper beneath his grip. Katar smiled. “And so it is done.”

“It
is done,” Zane repeated holding to tradition. All gathered from both sides and repeated
the phrase. Zane noticed that the elven prince didn’t utter a word. An insult,
but for the good of both species he would let it slide.

After
a short goodbye, which was mainly for the benefit of the princess, Esral picked
up a silk tie bag. It was small considering that it held all of her belongings.
Zane took it from her. The bag weighed nothing. They climbed into one of the
waiting SUVs, Esral beside him. Zane had been tempted to put the princess into
one of the other vehicles but that would potentially have hurt her feelings.
She seemed nice enough. They pulled off in the direction of his castle.

“When
are you going to mate me?” She pulled her golden hair behind a pointed ear.

He
was shocked by the question as she seemed like a shy little thing. “I haven’t
had much time to think on it.”

“What’s
to think about?” Her blue eyes shone.

“Well”—he
paused—“shouldn’t we get to know each other a bit first?”

Her
brow knitted. “What purpose would that serve?”

For
the love of blood, his little human had turned him into a pussy. Zane had to
suppress a smile. Just thinking of his female had his cock filling. “You are a
virgin. We shouldn’t rush into anything.” He needed to tell her that he had no
intention of ever mating her, but this didn’t seem like the right time or place.
Zane also found that he again didn’t want to hurt her feelings.

“I
think that right now would be a good time. Tell your men to stop the car. We
can go into the wooded area.” She gestured to the forests to the right of the
moving vehicle.

“It
would be best if we waited. Your”—he swallowed hard—“first time should be in a
bed. It should be special.” Fuck he really sounded like a class-A pussy. The
thought of bedding her left him cold though. Zane had to buy time. Once he
managed to talk to the king in private, he was sure he would understand.

Esral
smiled, flashing him her teeth which all had sharp little points. He had to
suppress the urge to clutch his dick. Thank the Gods his female was human. “It
is customary for our people to mate under the open sky on the earth as nature
intended. I am ready for you.” Esral lifted her robe. Unfortunately, he reacted
instinctually and looked just as she parted her thighs slightly. Even though
she had a pleasant floral scent with earthy undertones, her hairless pussy held
no appeal. He had grown to love Tanya’s strip of fuzz. The way it looked, it’s
silky feel. It seemed that no other female came even close anymore. Esral
must’ve sensed his indifference because she pulled a sleeve of her robe from
her shoulder until a surprisingly full pink tipped breast sprang free. Griffin
let out a choking sound, his eyes glued to the rear view mirror.

Zane
leaned forward and carefully pulled up the silken fabric until she was properly
covered.

Her
eyes filled with tears. “I was told that I am fair. That males would not be
able to resist me. That I would find a mate easily and that he would not be
able to resist if…” A tear tracked down her cheek.

“You
are beautiful.”

“Well
then…” She reached to open her robe.

“Stop.”

Once
again her eyes filled. “It is important that I am accepted and that we mate
soon, or my people will think that I’m defective. If you send me back, I will
be ridiculed. Destined to live a life of solitude.”

Zane
rubbed his eyes and then scrubbed his hand over the stubble on his head. “I am
to be mated to another in a few days.”

She
nodded. “Okay, well then our information was incorrect. It was understood that
you had lost your future mate. We have the wrong king. Then I will mate with
Brant. Please take me to him.”

Zane
shook his head. He needed to put an end to this right now. “Brant and I are to
mate with the same female.”

Her
chest rose and fell at an alarming rate and her eyes filled with horror.

“I
will explain this to your father in private. He will understand.”

“No,”
she sounded shrill. “You can’t take me back.” Her eyes filled with tears. This
time she covered her face with her hands and cried softly.

He
had little experience in dealing with hysterical females. Zane pulled out his
cell phone and dialled Brant.

“Yeah.”

“We
have a little situation,” Zane said.

“Did
they refuse to swear allegiance?”

“No,
they went a little overboard. Katar has given us his daughter.”

“What?
Why?” A low growl.

“As
a mate. He wants to secure the partnership between the species.” A pause.

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