The men both hummed in appreciation as the sweet mouth-watering aroma floated through the air. She cut thick slices of the warm, moist bread. She pushed the pieces toward them, then licked the crumbs from her fingers. Dillon's eyes locked onto her mouth, and he moved his own lips together as if imagining her taste. She glanced at Kylan. His attention was zeroed in on her too. Slowly, his heated gaze rose to her eyes, and his mouth opened slightly. If they'd been closer, she could imagine him leaning in for a kiss. Heat rushed to her cheeks, and she dragged her hand away, breaking the tension. She hadn't meant her action to be erotic.
But in that one moment, desire stirred within her and she was roused to new sexual possibilities.
Kylan broke a corner off his slice with his long fingers. Now it was her turn to track his motion as he lifted the piece and placed it between his lips and slipped it inside. She shivered as his mouth closed around the food. What would it be like to sample those lips? To feel them on her skin?
He nodded after his first taste. "This is amazing."
She swallowed. How could watching a man eat excite her? As someone in the food industry, she'd watched plenty of people eat and she'd never been affected before. Not like this. She'd never experienced this thrill. And man, did she enjoy the smiles on their faces as they savored the first few bites.
No, it was more than that. Or less complicated, perhaps. She quite simply liked them.
Even though they were dragons.
She couldn't reconcile the malevolent beast in her dream to the two thoughtful men in front of her, but the evil ones did exist—like that Maryk one. She bit her lip, shocking herself at where her mind was going.
She braced her shoulders. She could do this. She was independent. An entrepreneur. She made decisions fast and responded to new challenges all the time. God, now she sounded like an infomercial for an online college.
Besides, starting her own business was a far cry from trusting two of the very beasts she'd been running from. Two sexy, tempting beasts.
Her pulse raced as she turned to Dillon. His gaze was pinned to her. His strong jaw moved in a slow and sensual rhythm as he chewed. She could only imagine what else he could do with his mouth… and it was all X-rated. The glint in his eyes suggested he knew exactly what wicked thoughts were filling her mind.
She tried to shove them aside, because regardless of the sexual energy whirling over them her decision couldn't be postponed. Everything depended on one question: Did she trust them? She almost couldn't believe it, but she did. She breathed in deeply to steady her nerves. "Okay, I'll stay with you until you have an opportunity to talk to the Dragon Council."
Kylan eyed her. "Was there a possibility you wouldn't have stayed?"
She smiled at them. "Of course."
"So we have two weeks." Dillon crossed the kitchen to her, closing the distance between them until his broad muscular body was only a few inches from hers.
Wow, he was even more handsome at this proximity. His dark hair fell over his forehead as he tilted his head toward her. She wanted to touch the stray hair, confirm if it was as silky as it appeared.
"During that time," Dillon continued, "will you let us try to persuade you to…?" He let the suggestive implication dangle in front of her.
"Persuade me to do what?" Was he really proposing what she thought he was?
While she'd been focused on Dillon, his partner had approached her from behind. Although Kylan didn't touch her, he stood close enough that heat cascaded off him and warmed her back. The two men were so tall, big… powerful. No one had made her feel petite before, but these men did. And safe. She'd never felt this safe with anyone before. She'd always had to protect herself.
"What he means is," Kylan whispered in her ear, "will you allow the possibility of mating with us? We want to get to know you better."
Her skin tingled at his seductive tone. "As in sex?"
Dillon's eyes twinkled. "Or you could call it mind-blowing bliss."
Her body throbbed at the promise. She'd only be here for two weeks and then she could leave at the end—no, not could, she would leave at the end. Her life was waiting for her, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy herself for a bit. A little holiday with two smoking hot men sounded pretty damn awesome.
"Kylan is still going to approach the Dragon Council about reversing what's happened, right?"
"Can't we enjoy our time together until that happens?" Dillon's gaze settled on her lips.
She fought the desire to lick them, entice him.
"How would that work? With both of you? At the same time?" Her voice trembled, betraying how interested she was in the proposition. She'd heard rumors about dragons and their lovers. Were they true?
"Since the beginning of time dragons have mated with human women, because dragons are only born male. It has always been difficult to find willing mates…" Dillon let his finger slide down the side of her neck, tracing the line from her earlobe to her collarbone. "So there are always two dragons in every mate bonding. It is integral to our way of life and our culture. The two of us would be devoted to you, both out of bed… and in it."
Jasmine's heartbeats sprinted at both the intimacy of Dillon's touch and his explanation. Then Kylan touched her hips. The heavy weight of his hands sent tingling ripples over her. She resisted the urge to lean back against him. His fingers played at the hem of her T-shirt for a few tantalizing seconds—perhaps giving her the opportunity to stop this—before sliding under. Her sharp intake of breath at his hand dancing over her bare skin made Dillon's eyes glow green.
His dragon side was coming through, but she wasn't scared. Nope, being afraid was the last thing on her mind as Kylan pulled her against his body. His hard length pressed against her bottom.
"I'm not very girly," Jasmine blurted out. It was a risk to voice her concern—what if they stopped?—but she had to be honest. Earlier they'd said they needed the balance of a woman's energy. "I've been accused of being headstrong and manly. What if my energy isn't feminine enough? You probably need someone else."
"Believe me, you are incredibly feminine. In all the right ways." Kylan's laugh rumbled over her as he squeezed the swell of her hips and tugged her snugger against him. "It's been less than twenty-four hours and I can already feel your energy's influence on me."
He was confusing sexual want with her energy, but she didn't correct him. Her body had been humming with need since she'd seen him pleasure himself the night before. She'd tried to smother it, but now, under the men's touches, desire exploded through her. She wanted this. Wanted them.
Dillon stared into her eyes as he stepped closer to her. His body was now flush with hers in the front, while Kylan held her from the back. "May I kiss you?"
They already had her sandwiched between their impressive, powerful bodies. She throbbed with awakened need, which, given their heightened senses, they would already know. Why ask permission to kiss her now?
Both men grew still as they waited for her answer.
She leaned her head back against Kylan's shoulder and licked her lips. "Yes."
As Dillon lowered his face to hers, his unique scent enveloped her. Where Kylan's was of the earth, Dillon's scent reminded her of the mist at the bottom of a waterfall. His lips brushed over hers lightly, then he moaned quietly as he settled his mouth against hers.
The heat from Kylan's breath fell across her ear, just before he pressed an open-mouth kiss along her neck. She shuddered at the sweet seduction in their kisses.
No, not sweet. There was nothing sweet about the want they were teasing out of her so easily. It was hot and dirty.
***
Kylan shut his eyes and savored the feel of Jasmine's luscious curves pressed tight against his body. As his tongue traveled over her silken skin, her scent grew stronger and more enticing. She was as turned on by this as he was. Not every woman wanted to bed two men, and even fewer would be interested in two dragons.
Jasmine wasn't like that.
She c
ould be a good mate for them if she let herself.
She was headstrong, a bit bossy and sexy as hell.
He moaned in her ear as she leaned against him. Her trembling arms rose to encircle Dillon's neck, drawing him closer too. Kylan shifted his hips, pressing the evidence of his arousal against the cushioning softness of her ass. She shuddered in his arms and reached around to hold him tight.
How could he get any harder?
He wanted her. Naked and panting on the bed. Now.
Dillon ended the kiss and met Kylan's gaze. His primary's eyes were glowing, and Kylan knew his own were probably going dragon too. He tensed, stopping until Jasmine noticed. Dillon looked down at her and waited.
Her eyes fluttered open, and she stared into Dillon's eyes and tried to draw him back down for another kiss.
Kylan exhaled. She hadn't freaked out. She hadn't pushed them away.
Dillon brushed his lips over Jasmine's mouth quickly, then turned her in their arms so she faced Kylan. Her lips, swollen and reddened from Dillon's kisses, turned up in a smile.
"Kiss me," she breathed.
Her command undid him. He crushed his mouth to hers, pouring all his desire for her into the kiss. She surrendered to him, curling her fingers into his shirt, and held him close.
His hands were still under her shirt, resting on the sweeping curve of her full hips. He wanted to feel more of her. He explored upward leisurely, letting his fingers dance over her velvety skin until they reached the lacy edge of her bra.
She loosened her grip on his shirt to raise her hands to his shoulders, giving him more access to her breasts. He moved in immediately and filled his hands with their delicate weight. Her nipples jutted against his palms, as if begging him for more. His thumbs nudged the hardened peaks and she whimpered against him. A fresh hot wave of her arousal surged through the air.
Dillon drew her shirt higher, exposing her smooth white skin. Kylan broke the kiss with Jasmine so Dillon could remove the garment. As soon as they'd wrenched the clothing from her body, she grasped Kylan again.
She clung to him as he returned to nuzzle the tempting softness below her ear. His stubble scraped along her skin and she trembled. She dug her nails into his flesh as she tilted her head further to the side, as if giving herself to him. Her heat streamed over him and a potent cocktail of her heady scent flowed from her pores and teased his tongue.
He lapped at her skin as Dillon's fingers tugged at her pants. She squirmed and pushed her clothing down over her hips as soon as the buttons were freed. Eager. So very eager for them.
Then she gasped and arched against Kylan. He wasn't sure what Dillon had done, but he wanted that to happen again. He wanted her control to snap until all that remained was impulse and sensation.
He yanked the wide straps of her bra down over her shoulders. Her flesh was pure cream. He suspected she didn't share this part of her with many, not even the sun. Her breasts drooped slightly without the support, and he lifted them, cupping them in his palms. Her nipples tightened with his touch, dark pink and plump, inviting him nearer. When his lips sealed over her taut peak, she jerked against him, her arms straining against the elastic of her bra straps.
"Oh, God, yes. More."
Her encouragement spurred him into action. He pulled his mouth away from her heavenly tits and glanced at Dillon. His partner stripped away her panties and unclasped her bra. Kylan wrenched the bra away from her limbs, leaving her naked in their arms.
Dillon, whose harsh panting breaths matched his own, nodded at him and Kylan swept her into his arms and carried her the few short steps out of the kitchen. He laid her down on the red sofa. Her legs were lax, opening her sex to them. He and Dillon stood over her, feasting their eyes on her enchanting curves.
"Fuck, you're gorgeous," Dillon said.
His words made her tighten her legs and drape her arms across her stomach.
"Hush, beautiful." Kylan bent over her, bringing his face close to hers. That seemed to relax her, because she reached for him.
"I need…" Her words dropped off, as if her tongue couldn't articulate all the hot and sexy things she wanted from them.
"We'll take care of you," Kylan whispered.
Her eyes grew wide and her mouth dropped open on a deep moan.
Kylan pivoted to discover his partner's head was wedged between her thighs. He was tucking his nose into her auburn bush and inhaling loudly. The look in his eyes was one of pure happiness as he lowered his mouth to her soft, swollen flesh.
Her garbled cries of pleasure erupted through the room. Kylan wanted to see them together, so he crawled back to a nearby chair and sat facing them. He opened his pants and his erection sprang free. He wrapped his hand around it and sat back to enjoy his partner pleasuring their mate.
Evidence of his arousal leaked from the head of his cock, and he smeared it over his sensitive tip. His eyes never left the erotic show in front of him. Jasmine's gaze locked on his as she writhed under Dillon's talented tongue. Dillon's head bobbed with the rhythm of his sucking and licking. Her fingers dug into the yielding softness of the cushions.
Her juices must be flowing fast now, because sloppy, wet sounds filled the air.
"That's right," Kylan said as he rubbed his length. "Ride his tongue."
Jasmine shuddered and groaned, grinding her hips against Dillon's face. Their girl liked dirty talk. Good.
"Touch yourself," he said.
Her hands went to her breasts without hesitation. She squeezed and kneaded her flesh. Her eyelids lowered as she arched into her own hands. Dillon shifted, and one of his hands disappeared between her legs.
Kylan could pinpoint the exact moment Dillon plunged his fingers into Jasmine's sweet core. She jerked and cried out. Her body tightened. Her face contorted in a look of pure and absolute heaven as her orgasm crashed through her.
He stroked himself hard and fast. He'd never been so turned on in his life. Not even when she'd spied on him as he'd jerked off the night before. He wanted to sink into her drenched and ready body. Feel her squeeze around him. He wouldn't last long, but they had two weeks to show her all the pleasure they could bring to her.
Dillon lifted his head. His face, tight with desire, glistened with her wetness. His eyes glowed as he took in the vision of their woman, now thoroughly satisfied. Then he motioned with his head for Kylan to join them on the couch.
As Kylan moved to stand, a distinctive and unwelcome noise outside made him pause. Fuck. Not now. They were about to get company. The unmistakable sound of dragon wings cut through the air. He pushed his bulging erection into his pants. His balls were ready to burst, but he doubted their visitors would wait for him and Dillon to finish what they'd started with Jasmine.
Dillon froze and cocked his head to the side. He cursed.
Jasmine blinked and gazed up at them with a sexy smile. "Are we going to the bedroom?"
Kylan shook his head and put his finger to his mouth. "Someone is coming."
"A dragon?" Her eyes widened with instant dread. Perhaps her fear of dragons wasn't so easily conquered.
"We won't let anything happen to you."
The damned bereavement band prohibited Kylan's ability to shift, which meant only Dillon would have the full power of his dragon, but it didn't matter. Even in human form Kylan was stronger than most. He wouldn't let the binding magic keep him from defending Jasmine, their mate. If necessary, he'd give his life to protect her.
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Mate of the Alpha
by Marie Mason
A curvy mate makes this alpha growl.
E
than Scott was reluctant to claim his mate, Lily Reynolds. He was afraid his carnal needs would be too much for the curvy innocent. His wolf was of another mind, pushing the man relentlessly to mate. But Ethan knew once he had the brown-haired beauty there would no turning back. He’d claim her, mate her, and bred her. When she’s attacked by a group of rogue wolves, Ethan fears he has left his claiming too late and will lose his mate forever. When he comes to her rescue, he discovers the spirited Lily is more than ready to be the mate of an alpha.
Lily Reynolds has been crushing on her boss since she started work at Wolfe Enterprises six months ago. She knew the chances of attracting the wolf into a long-term relationship were slim to none – slim being a state she hadn’t achieved since childhood. She loved her curves and knew there was someone out there who would love every soft, luscious inch of her voluptuous body. Heartbroken, she knew Ethan Scott wasn’t that man despite the hot and cold signals the wolf shifter had been given her for months.
In this scene, Ethan finally gives into the hunger flaring in his blood.
Take her. Take her now, his wolf commanded. He wanted to, how he wanted to. And he would. Before the moon rose in the sky, Lily Reynolds would be his. First, he needed to take care of her more than he needed to fuck her.
Right. Well, taking care of her was a close second.
He braced his arms when she would have pulled him down on top of her. He sat down beside her on the edge of the sofa, the soft flesh of her thigh burning his hip. “You’re safe now, baby. Always safe with me.”
He lowered his head needing a taste of her sweet lips as much as he needed his next breath. Her mouth was soft and inviting. She participated in the kiss, from the first tender touch to the hot, moist tongue mating. His cock hardened. He wanted more. He wanted everything she had to give. He’d been afraid her near brush with death at the hands of a shifter would have soured her on shifters. On him.
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