by Jana Leigh
“That is what I am saying, do you realize we are the fucking girlfriends of the Alpha female of our Pack and Clan. Eight men turned into nothing more than shopping buddies,” Dante whispered.
The door to the bathroom opened, and their mate emerged. They could see her from where they were standing. Her long straight hair back to its original blonde color. It shimmered even in the light of the room. Cascading down her shoulders and behind her back. It was like a halo surrounded her head. They looked lower, the basic makeup Brin had bought was applied lightly, making her features stand out, but looking natural at the same time. Then her tall lithe body draped in a blue and white sundress that hugged her form in all the right places; the pattern, a strange tye-dye look that formed circles from the middle of her stomach moving outward in a multitude of shades of blue. The front dipping just enough to see the tops of her perfect breasts. The tapered waist that clung and then billowed out around her thighs. Jax’s muscular calves were shown off by the blue strappy sandals that she worn to match the dress.
“Holy shit, you can wrap me in raw meat and call me lunch if this is my reward,” Brin whispered.
“Hell yeah, sorry, I am just one of the girls today. I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking,” Dante murmured.
***
Lunch was amazing, the atmosphere and the food were paired to make the experience one for Jax to remember for the rest of her life. The men indulged her shamelessly, even the Guards getting into it. They had a blast, and Jax was even more excited about the prospect of shopping. She wanted gifts for Cat and her mates. It only seemed appropriate to give them something in thanks. She had a list in her head, and she was ready.
The men followed her as they walked along the road, wandering and looking into the smaller shops that were not on the famous mall walkway. It didn’t matter; she was excited about some of the things she was finding. So were the guys, bringing things to her to see if a woman would like it.
Most of them needed a little guidance when it came to what a female would actually like. So they tested the perfume, and clothes. Having fun laughing about what the reaction would be when they arrived home.
As they continued up the road, the stores began to change, Dolce and Gabbana was the first store they came to and Jax was thrilled. Inside they went, and fifteen minutes later they were out with three full bags of things ranging from scarves to shoes.
The next store was Gucci, and the same thing happened. All the men were stunned at the quickness Jax would find things and move on. She was a fucking power shopper; Dante muttered, and the men laughed. In the future, this could be a bone of contention. Not the money she was spending, who gave a shit about that. No, it was the ease in which she found something in every store. It was amazing.
They found crystal figures for many of the men. Beautiful renditions of either the Eiffel Tower or the Arc. By the end of the street, each of the eight men was laden down with bags, and they were exhausted. Jax was energized and crowed when she saw the Harry Winston Jewelry store. “Just looking.” She promised and disappeared inside.
“My Gods, have you ever seen anything like this?” Dante swore and held up the bags.
“Yeah, when my sister and Mom shop,” Trey said dryly. “Welcome to hell.”
“Shit, I have no idea who she is giving half this shit to.” Dante laughed and looked over his shoulder to make sure she was in the store. One of the Guards had gone with her, but still he was worried because of everything going on.
“Probably for like next Christmas, you need a storage closet,” Trey said and Brin and Dante groaned and smiled.
Who cared really, this is what guys do though. Their women go and spend a lot of money while they preferably have a beer in one hand and a remote in the other, but in a pinch they had each other to commiserate with outside of a store.
“I still think they need a gun shop, or a good sports store here,” Dante said.
“Hey, I tried to go into the Nike store,” Brin argued.
“Yeah, Jax looked at the store and then stared at us with those steely eyes saying she would never purchase a gift for someone there. She loved their stuff and would certainly purchase something for herself, but not today. Today has been about others,” Dante mimicked. And they laughed.
Brin nudged him with his elbow, and they looked in the store. The Guard who had followed her had a terrified look on his face and was staring at them intently.
Dante frowned and then set his bags down and felt his back pocket. “Shit, she took my wallet.”
Brin laughed loudly, and the others joined in.
When Jax walked out of the store with three small bags, Dante had called it a day. They went back to the hotel for their cars. Eating a small meal, Jax had exclaimed over all her purchases, getting a glare from Dante when she mentioned Harry Winston, but would not share what she bought there.
The good-natured ribbing lasted until they got into their cars. They would be traveling at night, taking turns driving, which led to an all-out battle in the car when Dante refused to allow Jax the opportunity to drive. She had screamed and yelled, but he stood firm. Finally, she had her revenge when she sat in the back and closed her eyes, projecting a highly sexual emotion to Dante for a half an hour while he demanded she stop. She refused and he came in his pants, pissed that she had that much control over him. Sticking out her tongue, she grabbed the new magazine she had bought and began to read.
Making comments from the back only to Brin, Dante began to find humor in the way his mate was changing. They had developed a certain kind of sparring that led up to them getting to a bedroom, several times. Even though Jax was not projecting, he had wanted to tell Brin to pull the car over and find a room.
He wondered if this was the way it would be? Brin being the middle man for the rest of their lives, and Jax and Dante arguing. They agreed on important things, but when it came to the little. They argued over everything, including the color she wanted in their new bedroom. It was entertaining.
Chapter 13
They arrived to the hotel they would stay at for the night after a long drive. All of them were exhausted, but none of them would be getting much sleep. They all knew what was planned for the morning; they would be confronting their destiny. They could only hope things went according to plan, because if it didn’t, they would all be lost.
The seriousness of the situation began to weigh heavily on each of them as the town they were staying in drew closer. Castelfiorentino was where they were staying, which is in the Florence Providence. It was close enough to where their compound was in Certaldo, Italy, but far enough away they would be able to contain the situation.
Tripp was already there with his forces to help. They were going to be watching the cars as they slept. After many conversations on the phone, they had decided that the only people who knew where the group was and headed was the secretaries who were receiving the email updates from Dante. There were three of them, and Orfeo and Cat were watching them closely, but so far, they had not seen them contact anyone about the emails. But they knew it had to be happening. It was the only thing that made sense.
Brin pulled into the village and drove to where Dante instructed him to. On the way, they saw the other cars from the compound and knew that Tripp was here, somewhere. They had decided not to actually meet, so that the Rogues would not know what hit them. It was a long shot, but something they had to try.
***
“Is everyone in place?” Diavolo asked when he saw the cars streaming into the town. Three of them filled with eight men and one woman, the woman he meant to take and give to Roarke as an appeasement of sorts. He didn’t want her; he wanted Orfeo, and soon he would have him. Making a mess of his so-called Senate was going to drive him deeper into trying to fix things. Diavolo had a plan for everything and anything he tried. His reach was massive since he worked the shady end of the spectrum, and there was not one person in the country he could not bribe or threaten that would not help him. They owed hi
m, because of all of them, he had lost the one chance, he had to take Orfeo for his own and lead the Vampires into the new generation.
Roarke had it partly right; the humans could be used as puppets, something he had no problem doing to get what he wanted. But his plan was a little more complex than Roarke’s. He wanted the United States thinking that they would control the world if he controlled a few of the main countries over here. But what Roarke failed to see was the massive power he would have if he did control those countries. He would outnumber the United States and thus be the one in control. The idiot thought he was so smart, but no, Diavolo was smarter and also more devious. He would win, of that he had no doubt.
But he had to make sure that Roarke, and his slutty sister didn’t know what he was doing. So he needed to give them something. The White Wolf would do for now. He would play his game until the time was right, and then he would strike.
***
Settled into the room in their hotel, Jax paced the floor. She worried and thought and then preplanned what she was supposed to do. Finally, Brin came to her and held her close, not saying a word, just holding her, and she calmed down. His touch was enough to settle her wolf a little.
Dante walked into the room and sighed and joined them. Together they stood hugging in the center of the room. Dante at her back and Brin at her front. She could feel the power and strength flow through them. Her mates’ feelings of both worry, and happiness. They were meant to be together, and dammit, Jax just wanted Dante to have a vision about next week. One where they were all safe and happy at the new home, with her wolfs arriving safely, and the Vampires choosing to join the Clan.
“Baby, you need to relax; we have this under control,” Dante said.
“Fuck you, Dante. I can worry if I want. This is my Clan, my people. You don’t get to tell me what to do and what not to; I thought we went over this.” Jax’s eyes flashed.
Dante chuckled. “There you are. I thought I lost you for a minute.”
Jax stopped and looked at her mate, eye's narrowing. “Really? You are mind fucking me?”
“Well, I would rather be fucking you if you stayed still for a minute or two,” Dante drawled.
“Shit, me too,” Brin muttered.
“Oh really?” she growled and looked at her men.
“Princess, we need to reconnect tonight. Brin and I were hoping you would be willing to allow us to take you together,” Dante said formally.
“You romantic fool.” Jax laughed and jumped at him, wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him.
“Is that a yes?” Brin said hopefully.
She looked over her shoulder and laughed. “No, this is a feed me and explain what the fuck we are talking about and then maybe. I am not sure about the whole ass thing.”
Dante sighed and said, “What is it with you and food before sex?”
“Hey, we burn calories, and besides, my mother had a rule. If you fucked a guy without them making or paying for dinner, they were a bootie call. Now if food was involved, it was a relationship,” Jax said simply.
Dante frowned for a minute or two and put his hands on his hips after she slid down and stood before him. “What the hell are you talking about? We are mates!”
“Yeah, but that could easily turn into a bootie call if we aren’t careful.” Jax grinned and ran for the bathroom door.
Brin stepped in front of her, catching her off guard—shit, she was in for it now.
“Bootie call, huh?” Brin said and turned her around to face Dante, who was stalking towards her.
“Now I know you want to. It will feel so good, having Brin and I, make love to you at once. You will be screaming our names so loud the fucking village will hear you,” Dante said softly and seductively.
It made Jax catch her breath.
Her men undressed her with ease, taking time to stop and touch her until she was wet and slick down her inner thighs. Brin at her back and Dante at her front, then they would turn her, and she would face Brin. He had already taken his clothes off when she was turned away from him, and she pouted.
“Awe, I missed the show,” she said and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Don’t worry, you still have a lot more to go,” Brin whispered and then kissed her and picked her up. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, and he carried her to the bed.
When he sat, she was on his lap, her pussy pressed to his cock, which was between them, and her ass wide in the back. Brin leaned her back and kissed her breasts. Taking care to make sure he had both of them peaked by the time he was done. She heard Dante moving around behind them, but when he knelt in back of her, she jumped.
Brin pulled back and said, “Sweetheart, you are gonna love this. Filled with both of your mates’ cocks, not knowing which way to turn. You will be begging to do this every time.” Then he kissed her mouth and went back to sucking her breasts.
Dante reach from behind and slipped a finger in her pussy, making her moan. He gathered her wetness and swiped it back to her puckered back hole. She tensed against Brin and moaned into his ear as she bent her head forward.
Dante nibble on her neck, scraping his teeth across the place that he claimed, her making her shiver. Then he began fucking her with his fingers again. Moving them in and out gathering all the moisture she would give him. When she began to ride his fingers, she felt him press his thumb against her puckered hole and push through the tight rings. Jax screamed and she exploded around his fingers, the triple sensation too much. She could feel her cream drip down her thighs as she rode out her orgasm.
“Oh Princess, I can hardly wait. You’re so beautiful,” Dante whispered in her ear and then said, “It is time to ride him, Princess, while I get ready to fuck this perfect ass of yours. I need to make sure you are ready; I don’t want to hurt you.”
Before she could say a word of agreement, Brin picked her up and slid her down his rock-hard cock. She moaned and then leaned back a little trying to make the full connection with him. “Deeper,” she said and moved. Brin pulled a bunch of pillows to his back and leaned backward, pushing himself inside her deeper.
“Oh my Gods, you’re so fucking good,” she moaned and then moved her hips to thrust herself up and down on his shaft.
“That’ right Princess, fuck him hard, while I get your ass ready for my cock,” Dante whispered into her ear and then nipped the tip and pushed her forward so he could get to her ass. She braced her arms on Brin’s stomach, and Brin reached up and pinched both of her nipples, causing her to scream with need.
“I need you in me,” she cried and Dante made a noise in back of her.
She felt Dante rub a finger in her still leaking juices, and then he kissed his way down her back while pressing a finger in her slowly. She moaned and moved her hips again. Thrusting herself onto Brin’s cock. Brin leaned up and captured her mouth, assaulting her tongue with his, while she moved against him.
Dante pressed another finger in her ass, and she screamed in Brin’s mouth. With Brin’s cock in her pussy and Dante’s fingers in her ass, it felt amazing. She couldn’t believe how much this turned her on. It burned and stung a little, but the feeling of fullness was breathtaking. She needed to move but was afraid she would mess something up, so she waited. Both men took control and began to push in and out of her slowly, allowing her to get used to the feelings and the rhythm. When she pushed back against Dante’s finger then forward against Brin’s cock, Dante praised her.
“That’s good, Princess, just like that, fuck us both.” Then he slid his finger from her backside and pushed in three fingers, turned, stretching her. He was huge, and she knew that he would be bigger than even these fingers. They were testing her to make sure she could handle it. Asking constantly if she were okay, or if she needed to stop.
“Quit fucking asking me that and fuck me. I am fine and completely enjoying this if you two didn’t talk so much.” She gripped Brin’s shoulder, and Dante laughed as she moved a little faster.
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nbsp; “Okay, yeah, Princess, like that,” Brin said and Dante wrapped an arm around her stomach and leaned forward a little, pressing her breast right into Brin’s face, who in turn took advantage of the situation and sucked her nipples into to his mouth hard. Jax arched and screamed as she felt a small orgasm flow through her.
“That’s good, Princess, now hang on while I use a little lube, so I can slip right in this perfect ass. Before long, you will be so full of cock you won’t know what hit you,” Dante whispered and pulled back enough to do what he said.
She heard the snap of the lid and then the coolness against her ass. Dante rubbed it in generously, and she was about to complain when Brin reached her clit and flicked his finger over it several times until her pussy began to quiver around him, getting ready for her to explode yet again.
“Do it, Dante, her pussy is rippling over my cock; she is tight, I don’t think I can move,” Brin said and began playing with Jax’s nipples again.
She lifted and lowered her pussy over his cock, trying to focus on what was going on, but waiting for Dante to slip into her ass. Her body was quaking with anticipation, and she needed more. Brin's cock was amazing and she felt loved, but her desire to have both of them inside her was driving her mad. She turned her head and captured Dante’s mouth in a passionate kiss. He lined up his cock and pressed slowly into her as she broke the kiss.
Never before had she felt anything like this. Two men were fucking her, and one was in her ass, and she felt wanton and wanted. The thoughts and sensations were making her feel her orgasm build, trying to hold off; she held still while they moved. In and out they thrust into her, taking turns moving so they were sliding against her thin membrane that separated them. The friction caused little bursts of electricity to flow through her. She could no longer think; they consumed her, owned her as they took her.
Jax closed her eyes and leaned her head back against Dante’s shoulder allowing her neck to be bared to him again. She wanted him to bite her, to take her blood again. She needed to feel it. Brin thrust up into her, and she screamed, waiting for Dante to do the same.
