#6 Chosen by the Vampire Kings: BBW Romance (Part 6: New Moon) by Charlene Hartnady Page A

Way.
    “Which
one of you?” It was her turn to fold her arms across her chest. She was sure to
tilt her chin in such a way that she knew they would see that she meant
business.
    “Both
of us.” Zane smiled looking every bit the predator he was.
    Tanya
shook her head, sure that she hadn’t heard him properly. “What…? You can’t both
concede it defeats the whole purpose.”
    “We
can and we have,” Brant chimed in.
    Sucking
in a deep breath, she prepared to argue how stupid that was.
    “We
both concede. We concede to you, Ysnaar.” Zane’s voice had lowered to a
deep rumble.
    “Me?”
She blinked a couple of times trying to make sense of what they were saying.
    “Yeah,
you. Now about that spanking.” Brant grinned at her.
    “What
spanking?” she asked, her voice a little shaky. Unfortunately, the idea excited
her.
    “You
went behind our backs and spoke with Katar. That deserves a spanking.” Brant’s
eyes turned feral.
    Before
she could respond, Zane piped in. “About the terms of winning our little bet.” He
lifted his eyebrows, focussing all of his attention on her.
    “Wait
a minute.” Tanya pointed at Zane when he took a step towards her. He took
another step. “Stop!”
    He
grit his teeth but didn’t advance any further. “The doctor gave the all clear
and we will be careful. We have been told to take it slow, easy. Brant and I
will take turns fucking you so slowly…with exquisite care. You are going to beg
for release.” He licked his lips as his eyes slid over every inch of her body.
She had to work hard to keep from trembling. A raging need unfurled inside her
with a speed that scared her.
    Her
pussy flooded with moisture. Her clit throbbed wanting some of that slow
exquisite attention. Lord help her, but she had to bite down on her lip for a
few seconds to stop herself from screaming, Yes !
    After
clearing her throat, she finally felt like she had gained sufficient control to
be able to talk. “No,” a breathless whisper. “That wouldn’t be a good idea.
Conceding to me won’t help. One of these days you’ll push me to the side and
kill each other anyway. How the hell will I stop you? I’m just a puny freaking
human.”
    “You’re our puny human. We love you, Cenwein.” Brant’s eyes were filled with
such tenderness as he spoke. He closed the distance between them, taking her
hand in his. She was too dumbstruck to stop him. “It means that you have us
firmly wrapped around your little pinkie finger.”
    Zane
took her other hand. “You may be a bit puny, but you’re also the strongest
female we know. We love you, that’s why we are able to concede everything to
you.”
    “If
Zane and I are ever at a deadlock, you will have the final vote. No need for
any death battles. Look at how you handled Katar.”
    Could
it work? “I don’t know. Katar was different.”
    They
both squeezed her hands. “You are right, Katar was different. You don’t have a
hold over the male like you do over us, yet you managed just fine. Please.”
Brant’s eyes flitted across her face staying on her mouth for the longest time
before moving back to her eyes. “You love us.” He bobbed his eyes up and down.
    “You
went behind my back. How do you think it made me feel when the two of you were
ready to kill each other? Knowing that I might lose one of you.” She bit her
lip trying to stop it from quivering.
    “We
were wrong. It won’t happen again.” Brant’s gaze was unwavering.
    “When
you were in the hospital”—Zane cleared his throat and swallowed hard—“fighting
for your life, we realized how you must have felt at the thought of losing one
of us. It made us see things differently. It made us realize that we would do
anything to make you happy...do anything for you, sweetness. We agreed then and
there that we would find a way to make this work. To stop acting like colossal
idiots.”
    “Although,
he was the bigger idiot.”  Brant gestured towards Zane while grinning