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Dylan Cade and Raeff Concea are two of the few in the Supernatural Council's arsenal that actually hunt down and kill threats to the innocent. They are ruthless when it comes to hunting their prey. They will kill without mercy in service to the Council.
Jenni Brennen lives worlds away in North Dakota living a solitary life. She's spent ten years trying to forget the time she was terrorized by Vampires. Then, her father's best friend warns her that they are coming for her, and her only hope is to run to a Lycan Pack.
During her frantic flight for her life, their destinies collide. The attraction is instant, but so is the danger. Dylan and Raeff soon find the evil stalking their fated mate is the very same evil they've spent years hunting. One wrong choice and they could lose her forever.
Jenni wasn’t sure how far she’d walked but her legs, face, and fingers were numb from cold, and she would go from teeth-chattering shivering to none. That wasn’t a good sign she knew. The cold was really getting to her, and if she didn’t get help soon, she’d die out here. How cold was it now? The weatherman had called for wind chills to drop below zero. She believed it since the wind went right through her heavy sweater and jacket.
She pushed on, knowing if she stopped, she would die sooner out here. “Maybe I should have stayed in the car.” It was even colder now than it was before. No one had come by, and perhaps she could get some signal up ahead. This area of the state was sketchy with her cell phone carrier, and perhaps there would be just enough signal to call for help.
Lights illuminated the pavement in front of her, and she turned around, and a large SUV with bright headlights pulled in behind her on the shoulder of the road. She held her hands over her eyes and squinted in the light. “Please don’t be a Vampire.”
A large man got out of the driver’s side. “Is that your car back there?”
“Y-yes,” she said through chattering teeth.
He approached her and fear gripped her, and she got a good look at him. He was her dream lover. She blinked her eyes, sure she was seeing things. Perhaps the cold had gone straight to her brain, and now she was imagining her lover was here.
“You’re freezing, sweetie. Get in the car.”
His voice pulled at her. Something warm filled her heart, and she wanted to throw herself into his arms. She stared at him, and although common sense said not to trust a stranger she’d only seen in her dreams, a small voice that had been with her since the day her mom died whispered to her, He’s for you, my darling. Trust him, he will keep you safe.
She stood frozen in place, shivering for a moment as she listened to her inner voice versus her own common sense. Dream lovers didn’t just appear out of nowhere. Maybe she was going crazy? Didn’t people hear voices when then went insane? Except this voice never told her to do anything crazy. This voice was more like her cheerleader and guardian.
He put his arm around her and pulled her back to the large vehicle. Her mind was racing as she let him lead her along. Her cheeks warmed as all the erotic images played in her head of all the sex they’d had. Some of it was tender and loving and other sex was kinky as hell, but every night for the last couple of months, they’d had a lot of amazing sex.
It’s okay. He never really had sex with me. He just looks like the hot guy I made love to in my dreams. She stopped at the car and stared at him. He was exactly like her dream lover in every way. His blue eyes sparkled, and his face was covered in short, soft hair. She wondered if it was as silky as it was in her dreams. Her fingers itched to stroke his facial hair to find out for herself.
A shiver that had nothing to do with the cold raced up her spine. She felt as well as heard an audible click of tumblers falling into place of an ancient lock. Like what fate had destined before they were ever born was finally coming to pass.
The moment was magical, and she stared in wonder. She bet if she concentrated hard enough, she’d see the colors again, and they’d be beautiful. She tried, and sure enough, the colors swirling around them all were better than the prettiest sunset. They swirled, and it seemed to be a joyous celebration of lost souls finally finding on another. Even if she was crazy or she had a wild imagination, it filled her heart with hope.
Despite the fear that was racing through her mind, she was quickly calming down. Her gaze traveled up his body. He was tall, very tall. She barely came up to his shoulders, and she wasn’t a short lady. He wasn’t wearing a jacket, so his corded muscles bulged through his cotton shirt. His jaw was strong like the rest of him, and as she stared, she suddenly didn’t feel as cold.
“You need to warm up before you catch a roaring case of hypothermia.”
She blinked. How long had she stood there staring at him? She was behaving like a high school girl who just met her first crush. She nodded silently and got in the SUV.
He went over to the driver’s side of the car and got in. “Come here.” Her rescuer pulled her closer to him and pointed the heater vents at her and opened her jacket to allow the heat to get at her. “What’s your name?”
“J-Jenni.” The heat felt so wonderful she might have moaned. Maybe it was from how hot her rescuer was. His dark tousled hair covered his forehead and stretched just past his collar. Was his hair as silky as it was in her dreams? She fisted her hands and shoved them in her lap to make sure she didn’t reach over and find out for herself. His ice-blue eyes had a depth to them that made her stare and not care if he noticed. He had laugh lines around his eyes and mouth that made her believe he was a man who smiled a lot, but there was also a sense of danger about him. That only heightened her arousal.
“My name’s Dylan. It’s nice to meet you.” Something beeped in the cab and he spoke. “Raeff, I found the driver. She was walking.”
His voice lit a fire in her, and she wiggled to try to ease the ache that throbbed in her pussy. Despite how cold she was, she wanted him to lay her back and make love to her as if he had in her dreams.
“Jenni.” He traced her collarbone, and he watched her shiver. “I am having a hard time resisting ripping your clothes off.” His eyes searched hers, and he didn’t see any shock or horror in her gaze. He saw the same need shining back at him. “Did you have dreams about us last night?”
Now she opened her mouth, and her eyes widened. “Yes,” she whispered with a nod of her head. “Both of you.”
“We dreamed about you, as well. I am curious if they will stop once we’ve both bonded. I won’t mind as long as I’m holding you at night.”
Raeff stood up, and his hands stroked down her sides and rested on her hips. “The world is far more than you ever imagined. There is magic and other wondrous things at work. One of them brought us together through our dreams so we could truly know one another before we could physically meet.”
She swallowed hard and nodded. “It was really you?”
Dylan nodded with his blue eyes focused on her face. “Yes, it was really us. I’m sure if we sat down and talk about it, we’d realize we were all in the same dreams together and remember it from our own point of view.”
Raeff leaned in and whispered in her ear, “So, if you don’t want us to strip you down and take what is rightfully ours tonight, now is the time to yell your safe word. Owen and your big brother, Joe, would crash in here and save you.”
She shook her head ever so slightly. “I don’t need saving. I’m right where I belong.”
Dylan couldn’t help the possessive growl. She was theirs, and tonight she would be fully marked and sealed as their mate. No other Lycan would touch her, and every Supernatural would know she was theirs.
“You’ve spoken to Joe and Owen. Have they explained our ways to you?”
“A little.” Her eyes were wide, and it made his cock throb in his jeans.
“I’m a very dominant Lycan, love. One day soon, I am going to spank that sweet ass of yours after I put a plug in it. I’m going to shove my cock up that sweet ass of yours, too, while Raeff fucks your delicious mouth. I know he triggered you today, but we’ll fix that. We’re fated mates, and we were meant to be together as one.”
Her gaze cut to Raeff as he went back to the padded chair where he would watch but not touch before she turned back to Dylan. “I’m not some fragile china doll, Dylan. I’ve read plenty of books about Dominant/submissive relationships, and I know Raeff is a part of our union. We can fuck tonight. I’m ready.”
Dylan smiled and stroked his hand gently over her hair. “Raeff is just going to watch tonight. You may think you’re ready, but you’re not.”
He could sense Raeff in the background watching them. “If you need me to stop, you say red. We’ll stop and talk about what I did to hurt or frighten you.”
“You’d never hurt me. You never have.”
Dylan threaded his hands through her hair, and he held her still as his mouth closed in on hers. When she opened for him, her tongue slid against his own. He growled and pulled her closer. He needed her more than he’d ever needed a woman before. He could smell her arousal that grew stronger as she moved against him.
He gazed down at her, and her face was flushed with need. She pulled his shirt up as he worked on the waist of her jeans. They made quick work of their clothing, tossing each piece of clothing as they removed them, and then he picked her up and carried her to the bed.
He ran his hands down her body and spread her legs. He kissed her hard and deep as he moved the slick folds of her pussy open. She was already wet and ready for him as he slid a finger inside her. “You’re mine, Jenni.”
Her pussy tightened, and a fresh coating of arousal coated his finger. His body moved down as he kissed a path to her hot cunt. Her legs shook as his breath wafted over her wet cunt, and he licked from her clit to where his finger curled inside of her. He found her G-spot and stroked it as his tongue worked her clit. He used firm pressure until she cried out as her pussy convulsed around him. Her hands fisted in the covers as her hips rose off the bed while he demanded every bit of her pleasure.
“Oh my God.” Her hands moved to his hair before falling to the bed.
Raeff’s breathing was ragged, and Dylan knew he’d been just as affected by Jenni coming as he had. He crawled up her body and settled himself between her legs. He slid his cock head into her and pulled out before working himself into her tight pussy even farther.