Part 2: Torn Desires (Chosen by the Vampire Kings: BBW Romance) by Charlene Hartnady

often in your absence.”
    “What
the hell am I supposed to wear now?” She huffed, pouting her lips as she placed
her hands on her hips.
    Zane
picked up the phone next to his bed and speed dialed Charlotte. “My female
needs something to wear.” He paused as Charlotte explained the various options.
She knew what he liked and how he liked it.
    Tanya
mouthed the words underwear several times. Zane tried to suppress a smile and
failed. Did she ever give up?
    He
shook his head at her. “That will do nicely.” Zane spoke into the mouthpiece
before putting the phone in the cradle. Warmth rushed through his veins, he
could actually feel his energy levels rise as her blood in his system countered
the poison. Looking down, he noticed that the wound was less severe. His
healing flesh no longer looked swollen and inflamed.
    “I
have my jeans, I don’t need anything else.”
    “No
jeans.”
    “You’re
insufferable.” She stomped her foot.
    Zane
stood allowing the sheet to fall away. Her cheeks flushed further, this time
with arousal. He noticed how her eyes tracked the length of his body. How her
lashes fused as her eyes grew hooded. She was attracted to him. That much was
clear. It didn’t take long for her eyes to flash with anger though. She didn’t
want to want him. Well too bad. He would have her before she went back to
Brant.
    A
knock sounded. Zane pulled on a pair of leathers and buttoned them up. Normally
his nakedness in front of the female vampire wouldn’t bother him, but he got
the feeling his human wouldn’t approve. “Enter.”
    Charlotte
walked in holding a number of garments. “They’re mine so I hope one of them
fits. I will have a wardrobe ready next time you are here.”
    Tanya
had pulled the sheet against her soiled dress, she nodded once at the vampire,
her demeanour stiff.
    “Thank
you. You may leave,” he addressed Charlotte.
    The
female had angered his Tanya. He got the definite impression his female
wouldn’t want Charlotte to hang around. The female inclined her head at him and
then Tanya before leaving.
     
    ****
     
    Two
of the dresses were little more than sheaths, similar to the one Alexandra had
worn at the club the night previously. Her body fat would need to be in the
minus in order to pull off such a dress. She huffed, if she got any angrier
smoke would start to come out of her nostrils. One was a very pretty floral
number with triangles so small she’d have no hope in hell of fitting her breasts
in it. The last was a stunning shade of green that she knew would complement
her coloring. The top was a boob tube and it had a flared skirt that would
cover her to about mid-calf. Hopefully, the elastic would fit around her
boobage. Maybe, just maybe though, it would work.   
    “Is
there somewhere for me to change?”
    “You
are my female. What part of that don’t you understand?”
    Zane
infuriated her. “I am not yours damn it. You are never going to see me naked,
get that into your thick skull.” She knew she wasn’t being fair but she felt so
embarrassed at what had happened that she had decided to blame him for whole
thing.
    “Your
bra was see-through in the shower and I had a great view of your pussy not five
minutes ago. Your hand was a little in the way, but…” That did it. She flew at
him fists, nails and all. Zane let her slap him and pretend claw at him for a
few beats before grabbing her wrists and shoving her up against the wall.
    Trapped
between hard brick and hard unforgiving male, her breathing hitched. Only
because she was afraid . It had nothing to do with his scent or the hard
nudge at her stomach. “I will humor you female because for some reason your
feelings are important to me, but do not push me too far.”
    She
swallowed hard and nodded, not trusting her voice. Zane leaned in, so close his
breath mingled with hers. So close that his nose brushed hers as he leaned in a
fraction more. Their gazes locked. His eyes burned. He was going to kiss her
and she