Finally Home Taming of a White Wolf (8 page)

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Fredi woke the next morning and as she was coming down the hall, she heard voices out on the patio off the kitchen. She poured herself a cup of coffee and then went in that direction. She saw her two men, Marshall and Bane, sitting at the small table on the back patio sharing a cup of coffee.

“Hey,” Fredi said slowly.

They seemed to be more at ease with each day they were together. She leaned against the doorway to look at the two of them. They were each drool worthy in their own right. How could she have gotten so lucky as to have two mates? These two in particular. She looked down at her old t-shirt and pajama pants she had on and decided to turn around and get dressed, when Marshall spoke.

"Good morning, sweetness. Care to join us?” Marshall said without turning around.

Cats and their senses drove her nuts. You couldn't sneak up on one, their senses were so enhanced, they knew you were coming from a mile away. She stepped out onto the patio as Bane rose and pulled out a chair for her. She smiled her thanks and sat down between the two men.

"How did you sleep?” Bane asked, his eyes slowly drifting over her.

"Fine, thanks,” she answered and glanced at Marshall, who was also watching her.

"Orfeo expects us over at the main house for breakfast in an hour. They have heard some news and he wanted us all together before he explained. By the way, Tripp is making cat and dog jokes so be prepared, something about payback,” Bane told them, and Marshall groaned and put his head in his hands. "What, is there a problem?”

Marshall stood and smiled. “Since I was young we have been playing jokes on each other, so one morning I wake up to find my car gone, Tripp had left a ransom note and shit. Our mother made me promise not to do anything, but you know the gift I gave him from our mom, the cookies? Well I kinda opened them on the plane and took a bite out of each one of them.”

“Nice,” Bane nodded. “But no worries, I have plenty of imagination for the two of us.

Fredi shook her head and finished her coffee while she listened to the two men she knew she was falling in love with plan for Tripp's take down. Over the last week, they had wooed her. She was charmed with the way Marshall brought her flowers every single night before she went to bed. And she loved how Bane brought her new foods to prepare with all of the ingredients and explained where they came from.

She cooked for them, and they never pressured her. It was amazing, as if they were actually dating, but they already knew the end. She was ready to mate them, she just had to tell them that, with the hope they felt the same way. When Fredi went to bed, each night it was as if a fire was burning in her, wanting them, and knowing they were just down the hall. Especially after the kiss they would give her and then walk away to their rooms.

Bane had moved in the first night, and Marshall and he took bedrooms down the hall, making sure she felt their protection. One of the good things about having a previous Head Enforcer, and a Clan Second as mates, they made sure she kept up on her self-defense training. Jax and Cat joined her every day at their mates’ insistence, and it had turned into a fun time to spend with the girls.

That was the other thing. Cat and Jax made her feel like they were sisters with her. They talked about the men, and rolled their eyes when they went all growly and protective on them. At least she finally felt like she had somewhere she belonged. It had been so long since she had felt something like this. Fredi never realized how lonely she was until she felt the camaraderie with these women. The only thing she was missing was her sister. Finding Jo and then leaving so quickly sucked.

She only just found her sister and they'd had such a short time together. Fredi hoped that soon they would be able to see each other in person, because although the daily Skype meetings were fun, especially when Cami and the girls were there, they were still not enough. Shaking off her thoughts, Fredi looked at her men.

Damn, they were hot, she could feel her pussy tingle at the thought of allowing them to share her. Cami and Cloe had gone into great detail about the process of mating two men, when they found out she was going to be in a triad. The dreams she was having had to be better in live color. Feeling a blush come over her face, she looked at her men.

"Okay. I guess I had better go get ready for breakfast.” Fredi's nerves were jumping, sitting there between the two men. She needed to get out of there and fast. She was so tempted to jump one or both of them and have crazy monkey sex right there on the little table. Instead she got up, took her cup into the kitchen, and rinsed it out. As she turned to go to her room, she bumped right into Marshall's chest.

"Are you sure you are okay? You seem off this morning,” he said in that low, sexy voice.

"I'm fine, must be from the late night. That movie last night scared the crap out of me. I have no idea who would think of a tongue coming out of a phone, and then dreams being reality,
Nightmare
was the right title for that movie,” she said and leaned her head back to look him in the eye.

He laughed. "Please, you were laughing at that, give me a break. What is going on in there?” he asked as he reached a hand up to point to her temple.

"Nothing," she said and tried to step around him. He blocked her way and caged her in by putting both hands on either side of her on the counter behind her.

"Hmm... already lying to your mate?” Marshall leaned down to nuzzle her neck. "You know that you can be punished for that.” His warm breath tickled her ear and neck and she moaned at the sensation.

He started to kiss her neck and then pulled her into his arms and turned so he was leaning against the counter. She felt Bane come up from behind and run his hands down her arms. She shivered at what was the first contact with both her mates at the same time. Marshall leaned back and then fused his lips with hers. She immediately felt on fire, her whole being burning with wanting both of them…naked…in her bed.

Bane brushed her hair to one side and began to run his lips down her neck. She felt the graze of his incisors on her skin and she moaned into Marshall's mouth. Their tongues dueled while Bane's hands ran around from behind and grazed over her t-shirt covered nipples that were erect and waiting for his attention.

Marshall's hand snaked down and around to run his hand over her ass. He molded and pressed her against his hardened cock and she moaned again. Feeling their hands all over her body had her going up in flames. She was burning and needed relief.

"Please.” She gasped when Marshall let her up for air. Marshall spun her toward Bane, who lifted her up onto the island and laid her down with her legs dangling off. Then he was stripping her of her pajama pants as Marshall was pulling her t-shirt up and off.

Bane slipped her panties off as well and then ran his hand down her stomach and over her thigh. She wiggled around trying to get him to touch her where she needed him. He slid his hand to cover her mound and then slipped a finger down into her lips. She was dripping wet from their attention.

Marshall was moving her arms above her head as he leaned down to look in her eyes. She saw his eyes grow dark as he scanned her body. Then he leaned down and drew one of her nipples into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. She cried out from the sensation.

Bane chose that moment to lean down and run his tongue over her bundle of nerves at her core as he eased his finger inside of her. She opened her legs further and silently begged him to continue. She felt his incisors lengthen and graze the side of her nub as he continued to eat at her.

Both men were driving her wild with wanting. She could hear her own cries and moans as they pleasured her body. Then she was flying, sparks bursting behind her closed eyelids. She cried out as she came over and over. As she was coming down, she felt their soothing hands on her as they redressed her, and then Marshall was lifting her up to a sitting position. He kissed her tenderly on the lips and then stepped to the side.

Bane stepped in between her legs and placed both of his hands on either side of her face. He looked deep into her eyes and slowly leaned forward to kiss her gently upon her lips. She felt the slide of his tongue against her lips and opened for him. As he invaded her mouth, she could taste herself on his tongue. Their combined tastes had her wanting him to take her there on the island.

He stepped back and she saw both men adjust themselves and then Bane helped her down to stand. She prayed her legs would hold her after that explosive orgasm and they did. She then looked from one to the other.

"Um...I...ah...I'd better go get ready or we're going to be late.” She fled from the room to her own and then jumped in the shower.

***

Bane and Marshall looked at each other as they tried to control their breathing. They had spoken that morning before Fredi had woken up and made a plan, the mating heat was riding both of them, and they decided to take it to the next level. So far this week they had only given her chaise kisses, then heated ones when they left her at her bedroom door, they held her hand, getting her used to their touch. They had both observed enough triads to understand the dynamics that that type of relationship entailed. They had spent time together getting used to one another and then gradually they would begin to spend time separately with Fredi. First, they needed to mate her though.

They had also discussed the Senate and the dangers inherent to being a member of it. Bane updated Marshall on the security at the compound and showed him a layout of where all the buildings were located and their purposes during the week when Marshall worked with him.

As their breathing calmed, they grinned at one another. "I told you she can burn you up," Marshall said.

“
Shit, I need another fucking cold shower,” Bane muttered and walked from the room intending on cooling down before meeting the Senate.

Chapter Eight

Diavolo knew about the new arrivals to the compound. He knew that in order to get to Orfeo he was going to have to strike. Beginning with the new arrivals.

He had spoken to Roarke and found out that this new arrival, Frederica, was Oliver's daughter. Oliver was the former Alpha of the Old Council that was still based in Europe. Now Orfeo was trying to set up a Senate here in Italy. This was unacceptable. On that, Diavolo and Roarke were in agreement.

Frederica was said to be very special. It was unknown what she could do, although it was known that she was a wolf and therefore inferior, according to Diavolo. She had to be eliminated—that, of course, was a given.

He looked out the window, he needed to plan something big, something that would make them sit up and take notice. He wanted to make them increase their security. He had a plan and it included catching them completely off guard.

He had sent his spies into the compound to watch their movements so he could plan a strike and soon. Letting Orfeo and his so-called mates achieve any more power wasn't going to happen.

However, making them think they were
oh so safe
,
and then taking Cat was brilliant. They would never suspect it. His people were getting a small villa ready for him inside. Once he accomplished killing Frederica then he could move on with his plan. The only thing Diavolo needed to make sure of was what the hell her powers were. If it was something that would help them in the future, he was not above kidnapping the bitch and using her for entertainment until he got to the main course.

His cell rang and Diavolo looked to see who it was before he answered. He did not need to listen to Roarke drone on and on about what he was planning. It was stupid and would never work. And this thing about the chick’s blood, Diavolo snorted, Roarke thought they only had to kill one of the women and then they were golden. What a joke, the man could not think beyond the fucking prophesy.

Diavolo, of course, knew for a fact that the women they were talking about might be special; however, none was as special as his Cat.

He thought of his servant, how she used to be so compliant to him, making sure he was taken care of. Then she left him,
the bitch—she was going to pay for that
.

He would start with this new arrival and then eliminate the two that had his mate. He would be with Cat—
and soon
.

Chapter Nine

The meeting was finally over; they had so much to talk about. The conference call with the New Council lasted for hours, and then they had to figure out what the hell they were going to do.

Mia was set to arrive any time. She was the female that escaped from Roarke after being kidnapped. She was also a human. They had to keep her out of sight since she agreed to keep their secret from her father, the U.S. dignitary. Jax and Kira spoke of their shared dream; she was one of the special women. They had to keep her safe, and making sure she arrived to the compound was critical.

For now, they only told her she would replace a secretary that left; of course, they hoped she would find her mates and take her place on the Senate. The Rogues must not ever find out they had her.

Even with the seriousness of the meeting, she gazed at her men and could see the desire there. She felt her pussy weep every time they stared intently at her. It was like a seduction and at the worst time. Even the others seemed to notice.

“Bro, you are throwing off pheromones like no one’s business. We are trying to concentrated,” Tripp growled.

Marshall glowered at his brother and then turned his eyes back to Fredi, and damn she felt herself get wet again. His eyes changed to a deep golden brown, like his cat. She smiled and turned to look at Bane, who was staring just as intently. She saw him grin, and she saw the fangs peeking out, making Fredi shift in her chair and look around the room. They were beginning to effect the others; they were shifting and looking at each other.

“Tone it down!” Orfeo growled and looked at them.

Cat laughed and said, “They have not mated.”

Orfeo looked at them with a surprised look on his face. Bane held up his hand and said, “Not anyone's business right now.”

“It is if you have not fed,” Orfeo said.

“Shit,” Bane said and looked at his Sire. “I have been busy.”

Fredi looked at her mate, she felt guilty, she knew once a vampire found his or her mate, the vamp wouldn’t be able to feed from anyone else. Bane shook his head at her as if to leave the comment alone. Fredi was not that way.

“We may need to take a break,” Fredi said with a determined looked on her face.

“No we don’t,” Bane said tightly.

Fredi glared at her mate and made a noise of anger. Orfeo shrugged and continued the meeting.
They would be talking about this later
, Fredi thought, and noticed the air in the room lessened from sexual tension and replaced with anger, and smugness. Jax and Cat were smiling at her across the table.