he spoke.
“She
is an unmated human female. Next time will be different. Right now one of us is
too much for her. Let alone both.”
“There
may not be a next time, my lord.”
“If
she has Zane’s child,” he paused trying to compose himself. Brant shook his
head, “You know what? I do not believe that she will fall pregnant. Human women
are more fertile, yet it can still take months. If by some small chance she is
pregnant and the child is Zane’s”—It killed him to say the words—“I will make
sure that I impregnate her as soon as she is fertile again.”
“That
could be years.”
“I
am a patient man.” He pumped his fists, willing his legs to go faster.
“You
love her.”
“I
don’t know, maybe.”
“You
fucking love her.”
Brant
rolled his eyes, “Yes. I do.”
“Fucking
kill me if I ever fall in love.”
Brant
turned to face his brother, slowing down for a few beats. “I will.” He laughed.
“It isn’t what I thought it would be. Not at all what I expected.”
“Three’s
a crowd and all that.”
“Yeah.
It’s weird though. I hate Zane, yet I am turned on when I have to watch them
fuck even though I detest that another male is touching my female. It’s a
nightmare.”
“Too
much information brother.” Xavier held up a hand.
“I
need help with this. I don’t have much experience in this type of situation.”
“Fine.”
“He’s
not as bad as what I thought. I think he really cares for Tanya. Might even
love her.”
Xavier
tripped. “You’re shitting me.”
Brant
slowed down while his brother regained his footing. “I hate sharing her. It
kills me, but at the same time I am turned on by watching them. What the hell
is wrong with me?”
“I
don’t have the answer. I have shared a few females before but none I felt
strongly about. If it helps any, I enjoyed watching them being fucked too. It
is an erotic sight, like a live action porno. One of the biggest perks about
going second is a fully lubed pussy.”
Brant
choked out a laugh. “Really? Who’s giving too much information now?” They
jogged in silence for a few beats. “You’ve never felt anything more for a
female?”
“No.
I’ve liked a few and lusted after many, but nothing a good rut wouldn’t cure.”
Xavier turned his grey eyes on him.
“You’re
lucky brother. Love sucks.” He sighed. They continued along the trail, the
scent of their comrades growing stronger with each footfall.
Damn
it all to hell, he may’ve been turned on watching them rut but he had hated
watching them kiss. The sight had been enough to bring his blood to a boiling
point. If Xavier hadn’t arrived when he had, Brant would’ve intervened and
would only have been satisfied once Zane’s lips were smashed to a bloody pulp.
Even
though his fists still itched to punch the bastard, he felt a pang of guilt at
not setting the record straight about Zane wanting to choose Tanya at the
ceremony. He had been about to rectify the situation when their female had
started the whole kissing thing.
Their female.
The
need to hit something returned, so he picked up the pace.
Right
now he had to focus on the task at hand. There was no doubt in his mind that
Stephany would survive this, but the sooner he had her back the better. He had
grown up with the female, she was an important part of his royal staff and
Tanya had grown to like her. By blood, he considered her to be a close friend.
Brant
spotted the team of males converged ahead at the banks of Sweetwater River. As
he ran towards them a ridiculous image hit him, so out of place at that moment that
it had him stumbling for a micro second. He pictured Zane and Tanya rutting.
Not being there drove him insane, he used the image to push himself faster and
to fuel his resolve to bring Stephany back.
****
“I
thought that you said you wouldn’t leave me again.” Tanya knew she sounded like
a whining child, but she couldn’t help herself. Stephany was gone God only knew
where.