The Vampire Prince by Valerie Twombly
“I’m perfectly fine. It seems you’re the one with an issue here.” He gripped her arms because she still stood too close. “Yes, the man you despise most is your destiny.” Then, before she could react, he crushed his mouth against hers. Pulled her so close that she wasn’t sure where he began and she stopped. Gave her a sampling of the rough whiskers she had wondered about only seconds ago. Their bodies were one, and that’s when the fire inside her lit.
She wanted to protest, to shove him away. Scream at him to get out of her apartment and never return. But something was wrong with her. She had no will of her own. It was busy playing naughty with the vampire who scraped his fangs across her lips.
No. No. No! This is all wrong!
Her mind might still be rational, but apparently it needed to have a conversation with her body, because it was having none of it. Thankfully, he released her and walked toward the door. Before he stepped out, he spoke.
“I’ll leave you with that as well as this little tidbit. We claim what’s ours, and you are mine.” Then he was gone, leaving her shaken.
She touched her lips, her knees still knocking together. How had he done this to her? There was no way she was fated to belong to him. He disgusted her.
“Then tell your body that,” she reminded herself.
Pacing, she searched her mind for some confirmation that he was wrong. Her body had never reacted so intensely to a male before, and she certainly wasn’t without experience. Then she realized. Ever since Lucien and his brothers had come to the palace looking for their friend Roman, she had stopped sleeping with the king. She and King Trevan were fuck buddies. They had an uncomplicated relationship that under the covers they were friends and lovers. Outside, he was king and she his royal guard. It had worked perfectly for years. However, when Trevan had offered her a night of sex right before she left to come to Glenmoore, she had turned him down. Something that had surprised them both, and she had no explanation for it then, but now?
She collapsed into a chair and stared at nothing. “I cannot be a vampire’s mate. I will not be a vampire’s mate. There has to be a reasonable explanation for Lucien coming here and making such a claim.”