Dante's Dream

by Jana Leigh

  “So what shall we ever do in the ‘City of Love’?” Brin said and kissed her nose.

  “I can think of a few things,” Jax teased and ran her tongue along the seam of his mouth. He caught it in his teeth and bit gently. Laughing, she pulled back and then stood on her tiptoes and kissed him in earnest. She would never get tired of the feel of both of her mates’ lips. They were so different. Dante’s firm and demanding every time she kissed him, while Brin was softer, and he teased more.

  “Dinner,” Dante said from the doorway. “Or possibly dessert?”

  The two broke apart and laughed. “No way, I am starving, if you want a piece of this, you have to feed me first.”

  ***

  “Where the fuck are they?” Diavolo yelled in the phone frustrated they had not been able to find the stupid wolves after they had disappeared from Blackpool. One of the Rogues had caught wind of the lawyer, who was claiming to be the Council to the Magical community.

  “Sire, they have disappeared. We have about seven to eight trails all running out of the city, to where we have no clue,” dumbass one said.

  “I don’t care what the fuck you have to do, you need to pick a trail and follow it. I know where the hell they are going, dipshit. I need to catch them before they arrive.” Diavolo gritted into the phone.

  “Yes Sire,” dumbass said. Diavolo really had no time to learn their names; so far he had killed three of the people he had under him because they were so useless. With that turnover rate, he would be too confused to make his plans for learning names.

  Diavolo slammed his phone down and looked at the map that lay in front of them. None of them took a plane. He was sure of that. Well, at least none of the important people had. He could not say about normal Pack members, because he wanted Jax. She was the key.

  The informer they had in the Denver Pack told them she had called numerous times asking about White Wolfs, Roarke had called him screaming that they had overlooked something extremely important last night. The Alpha’s female daughter was the new Alpha of the Pack, and she was possibly a White Wolf, or they had one in their Pack. The possibilities were endless if they could get the White Wolf in their control.

  Jo had amazing abilities and they had her in their care, and never knew. Now a second one slipped between their fingers, and Roarke was fit to be tied. It was the first time Diavolo was a little worried about what the man could do to his plans. The sick little fuck would love to mess with him, if he thought that Diavolo was doing something he didn’t approve of or like.

  The man was a fucking control freak, and his sister was a bitch on wheels who needed a god's damn collar. She continued to convince Roarke to question his motives. Now that he was not on the same continent as the two, he felt a little better. If things went south, he had his own people over here. Roarke may know a lot of people in the States, but he knew practically no one in Europe. This was his domain, and if the asshole had a chance of his plan coming off, he needed him.

  It was something that he was going to have to remind the man of soon. Diavolo was getting sick of those phone calls where he was yelled at. He was feeling like a child who had his hand slapped in the cookie jar, and that was unacceptable.

  Looking at the map again, he wondered. Orfeo and his so-called mates had not received any new visitors yet, so they had to be traveling. If he figured in the time and shit, they had to be within his reach still. Another two days drive, unless they took a smaller plane from one of the smaller airfields.

  Picking up his phone, Diavolo began to call in some favors of rich assholes who were either frightened of him or owed him money. Either way, they were people who would be able to help him find out where they were.

  Chapter 11

  Dinner had been amazing; a fair amount of teasing and foreplay had been included—Dante had actually lightened up a lot. It had all started when she had seen their food.

  “So, you have to have the Steak Tartar?” Jax teased Dante. It was kinda gross. She knew, even being a shifter, she could never eat the basically raw meat.

  Dante had snorted and then leaned over and grinned at her. “Maybe later I can have something else just as raw.”

  Jax gasped and felt her passion being to rise. It had continued as the dinner progressed. Brin brushing his hand against her side and leaning over and kissing her. While Dante made sure she tasted his wonderful wine, and then fed her strawberries covered in chocolate and whipped cream.

  Both of them going so far as to put them in their mouth first and let her share with a bite. It was sexy, and she could feel her pussy weeping every time they kissed her or touched her. By the time that dinner ended, she needed a bath because she was so wet, she felt sticky.

  “Take your bath and relax. We will come and get you in a while,” they said, turned, and left. She smiled and took off her clothes, anxious to get into the enticing bath that had been drawn for her. It smelled wonderful, like roses. Candles surrounded her bathroom giving it a soft comfortable glow. A bath pillow lay on the back of the tub, and on the counter, there was a huge fluffy pink towel. She reached out to feel it herself, and it was the softest towel she had ever felt. Well, next to the one from the other hotel.

  Sighing, she sank into the warm sweet-smelling water and leaned back. Then she heard soft music playing in the bedroom, and she smiled. They thought of everything. Jax relaxed and soaked; it was the best bath she had ever taken. Also the longest, she thought. Jax never had time to pamper herself.

  She had been there for a long time, almost falling asleep before she heard the door open. Jax opened one eye and saw both of the men in satin pajama bottoms. Brin in black and Dante in red. Holy shit, she thought, they looked gorgeous before, now they were irresistible. A breath hitched in her chest, and she smiled.

  “Did you like your bath, sweetheart?” Brin said and slowly walked forward. She loved the way the silk ran across his thick thighs and moved with him; she hoped they liked her little surprise as well.

  During the car ride when they stopped for gas, she had picked up a chick's magazine, something she had never had an interest in before, but now that she was mated and wanted to please them; she looked to it for a little advice. Crazy, yes, since it was written for humans. They were a little silly in their thinking.

  She even had her men take the quiz in the back to see if they were compatible. They both were, but with each other, not her. She had laughed for hours about that, even when Brin had grabbed Dante’s hand and held it as a joke.

  “It was amazing,” she whispered and smiled.

  Dante grabbed the huge pink towel and unfolded it. He held it out for her, ready to wrap her in it when she stepped out of the bathtub. Suddenly proud of her body and ready to show her mates what she did. But she bit her lip in worry as she thought about whether they would like it or not. Of course, she had read it in the human magazine, maybe they wouldn’t like it.

  Brin grinned and said, “Sweetheart, we are gonna see every inch of that gorgeous body soon, no need to be embarrassed.”

  Jax frown deepened. This was the point of no return. She could ask them to leave and get out of her bath and see what it looked like for herself. On the other hand, she could take a chance, get out of the bath, and have the night of her life. It wasn’t really a choice, more like how much nerve did she have.

  Taking a deep breath, Jax made her decision, gripped the edge of the tub and pushed herself up. She stood before them in all of her naked glory. Both men almost lost it when they saw her breasts again. They were perfect, her nipples a light shade of red standing at attention, begging them to touch her. Looking down her flat stomach and perfectly shaped legs, Brin wanted to cheer when he saw that she shaved her pussy.

  Not every woman did that. He found over the last few years that it made it more sensual for the woman if she shaved. Her pussy was more sensitive to his touch. Dante smiled and stepped forward with the towel and wrapped it around her and lifted her out of the tub.

  “I’m perfectly ca
pable of walking, thank you.” She protested.

  “I know that, but I like doing this for you. It makes me feel all manly, how can you deny me such pleasure?” Dante whispered in her ear and then kissed the tip, making her shiver a little.

  He carried her into the bedroom, but it looked nothing like it had the last time she was in here. It had tall poles on the footboard and headboard that were ornately carved. The bed covers were in a fluffy black down with red sheets peeking out from underneath. All the pillows were red and blue, and she lost count at eight. Soft music played in the background still making for a perfect seduction. There were roses in vases everywhere with candles lit, throwing the room into a soft romantic glow. Paris and candlelight, the thing's dreams were made of.

  Dante carried Jax to the bed and sat her down. She continued to take in the transformation of the room, until the men stood in front of her commanding her attention.

  Brin crawled on the bed behind her and pulled at the ponytail holder that she had put her long hair up in. He smoothed her hair out, and she felt him brushing it softly. She almost groaned with pleasure; no one had ever brushed her hair.

  Dante bent before her and held another pink fluffy towel, and he began to dry her feet then her legs; he paused at her pussy that was still covered and moved to her arms. She watched as he set the towel in the floor and then reached up and pulled the towel that was wrapped around her open. He smiled at her, and she felt like the most important person in the world.

  Brin had put the brush down and was helping Dante from behind, drying every inch of her body. Brin reached around and moved the towel over her breasts slowly, teasing the nipples with the softness of the towel. He pushed back her hair, exposed her throat, and then began kissing his way from one side to the other, while gently drying her breasts then her stomach.

  Dante spread her legs a little and then picked up the towel again as he dried her thighs and pushed up between her legs, rubbing softly. He leaned down and kissed her leg and then looked up and smiled.

  “Lay back, sweetheart, it is my turn to taste heaven,” Brin whispered.

  Jax complied, allowing Brin to arrange her on the bed with her legs still hanging over the edge. She heard a bottle open, and then sucked in a breath when she felt both of their hands smoothing lotions over her body. Dante took the top again while Brin moved to the floor with her legs.

  They massaged and rubbed everything. They got undressed quickly, while one was distracting her. They had discussed it and did not want her to be scared. They knew they were larger than average; most experienced women were excited when they saw them. They did not want to scare the hell out of the only woman they will ever sleep with again.

  When Brin got to the apex of her thighs, he pushed her legs open and rubbed her inner thighs. Dante was trailing his fingers around her nipples, softly teasing them into hard peaks. Then he bent down and licked her softly. Jax moaned, “Oh my Gods.”

  “No, just us,” Dante said against her breast and then sucked the nipple into his mouth rolling it between the roof of his mouth and his tongue. He used his hand to tease and pluck the other nipple until she was pushing at him to give her more.

  “Baby girl, I am gonna eat your pussy until you scream and when we are done, we will fuck you until you pass out,” Brin whispered against Jax’s thigh.

  Jax gasped at the dirty, rough talk. She felt her wetness increase when she thought about what they were going to do.

  Dante sat up and continued to play with her breasts as he whispered, “Can you feel him? Brin is spreading you wide, so he can feast on you. I get to do it next. Then we are going to start all over and make you scream. My Gods, I love your body. You are so sexy, and all ours to play with.” He started kissing her neck and up to her cheek, as Brin lifted her legs and positioned them over his shoulders.

  She felt him reach his hands around her legs and spread her pussy lips, and then Dante covered her mouth as Brin licked her from back to front.

  Jax screamed into Dante’s mouth at the sensations she felt. Her stomach was quivering, and she felt tingling all over her body. They knew her body so well already; she didn’t know if she were going to be able to stand it. They took so long bringing her as much pleasure as they could before they entered her, she discovered that last night. She would need to talk to them about the advantage of hard-and-fast tomorrow on the car trip.

  Dante kissed her deeply, calling attention back to him. He played with her breasts and nipples while Brin licked and sucked her pussy until she was writhing beneath them, demanding for her release. It did not take long for her to feel the sensation coming over her. Then she felt a finger push into her slowly while Brin sucked her clit into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue.

  Dante pinched one of her nipples, and she almost came off the bed. Holy shit, what the hell were they doing to her? Her body didn’t feel like she had any control over it. The men were claiming her, making her their own yet again.

  She felt another finger sliding into to her, hitting her clit at the same time, and she groaned. It felt so good, Dante working her top and Brin at her pussy. Faster and faster Brin moved flicking and sucking. He brought her to the edge of ecstasy and then Dante pushed her over by sucking her nipple into his mouth again and biting gently on its tip.

  “Yes!” she cried out and then bowed off the bed breathing heavily.

  Brin kissed her mound once more and then put her legs back onto the bed. He smiled at his friend and then crawled up next to Jax. He kissed her gently, and she smiled against his lips. Dante petted her stomach and waited until Brin released her, and then he took over kissing her.

  Brin whispered into her ear, “We are not done yet.”

  Dante kissed down to her other ear and then said, “My turn.”

  Brin pushed her gently until she was lying on the bed. Her head was buried on the lush pillows. Brin arranged it, so he was next to her, while Dante pulled a pillow down and pushed it under her hips, so she was ready to be taken.

  “Comfortable?” Dante murmured and ran his hands down her legs. “I am gonna have a little taste before I fuck you.”

  Jax nodded and then watched as he bent first and licked her pussy. His tongue felt different; it was a little wider. Now she had something to compare to, she would be able to tell her lovers apart, even in the dark. She sighed when he flicked her clit and pushed a finger into her. She felt the cream from her last orgasm drip and allow him to slide in easier.

  Brin took over kissing and talking to her. He whispered into her ear the things he wanted to do to her. She wrapped her arms around him, pulled him sideways over her, and devoured his mouth. She was turned on again.

  Dante built up her passion until her pussy was weeping again, waiting for someone to fill her up. He sucked and teased her clit until she thought she was going to die from pleasure. She felt Dante shift and grab a hold of her legs and spread her wide. He fit himself between her legs, and she felt the head of his cock at her opening. When had they gotten undressed? she thought, and smiled. They had distracted her so much she was missing the best part. Looking at their bodies and drooling over their cocks.

  Brin pulled back so he was lying alongside her, and she reached down and grasped his straining cock. She looked down, and licked her lips. It was huge, just like she remembered. He kissed her and took a nipple in his fingers and twisted and pinched it. It made her tingle and forget what Dante was doing. He grasped her hips and pushed hard. She felt a slight pinch and then heaven. She was still a little sore from the night before, not that she would tell them that. He may stop, and Jax was refusing to let that happen in her one night in Paris.

  Then he moved. It was like an electric current in her pussy; the friction caused amazing feelings. Brin leaned back and continued to touch her, but his eyes were on the place where she and Dante were joined. He watched as his friend’s slick cock moved in and out of her. He could not resist, and he put his finger on her clit and moved it in circles, matching Dante’s pace.
Together they brought her to the brink again.

  Dante said, “Almost there,” to Brin, and he pinched her clit softly and she came, and so did Dante.

  “Holy shit,” Dante said and collapsed on top of her. “You are amazing.”

  Jax giggled, and leaned up and kissed him. “Thank you, so are you.”

  Brin protested and pushed his friend off Jax. “Hey, what about me?”

  Dante laughed and said, “When you got it, you got it.”

  Jax laughed, but then gasped when Brin moved between her legs. “We will see about that.”

  He slid inside her still quivering pussy easily and began kissing her. She felt Dante put his hand in between them and play with her breast. They brought her back so fast to the brink she thought she was going to die.

  Brin moved his hips so with each stroke, he was brushing her clit. Slower and then faster he went until she screamed for him to hurry. He only laughed and slowed his pace.

  Over and over, he brought her up and then let her relax until finally his movements increased and so did the need. They were both bucking and holding each other tightly. Moving together like the perfect dance. Dante encouraged them with his words, and finally, she flew apart with Brin crying her name and filling her with his seed.

  “Now, you were saying something about someone being better?” Brin said, and Jax held up her hand.

  “No, I wasn’t. I have to tell you, compared to the human’s magazine that we read in the car, you two are fucking Gods! Seriously, remember the questionnaire thing about orgasms? I mean shit, you two almost killed me. And those women seemed to be excited if they had one a night. Maybe we should bottle your sex appeal and sell it to the humans. We could make millions,” she said and rolled over when both of the men growled at her and tried to tickle her.

  ***

  The morning dawned with fog settling in over the area. It looked beautiful when Jax stepped out on the patio and looked at the view. What could be more perfect, she was in the most romantic city in the world with her two amazing men sleeping inside. Well, crazed men were chasing them, but that really didn’t count in the whole realm of things because for Jax, that was going to begin happening on a regular basis, she figured.