Damion’s mind whirled with their options, but the mere idea of marking her without her full consent held his feet affixed to the floor. He shot a glance at Logan, and realized he wasn’t the only one in a mental dilemma.
“Christina, we can’t mate her without her consent. Plus, she has to partake…is there any way for you to make her aware of her surroundings long enough for us to explain to her?”
“I can try to reach out to her telepathically and get her to drink some of Autumn’s tea concoction. It will only work for a very short amount of time, so you both best get your words planned out now. One of you carry her to the guest bedroom upstairs. I will go heat the tea and meet you up there. With a little luck, we might be able to pull this off,” she hustled from the room, hollering the last sentence over her shoulder.
“I will shoot a text to Alan. This will have to be one meeting you miss.” Logan flipped out his cell phone and had punched the buttons in record time, shoving it back into his pocket only moments later.
“Thanks.” Damion scooped her up in a rush and carried her up the winding staircase with Logan hot on his heels.
****
Jessa could hear the voices around her and fought to understand what was going on. Random words would push through the black smoke that buried her. She floated between the darkness and a peaceful, beautiful meadow. In the nothingness, she heard the two voices who soothed her aches and calmed her heart. In the meadow, visions of a very familiar, yet strange man accompanied her. He was beautiful. His pale blue eyes sparkled in the moonlight, etched with darker blue specks that almost glowed. The prettiest color of blonde she had ever seen framed a masculine face. His smile seemed to light up the night.
She knew she should be frightened, but it felt like he had wrapped her up in a protective bubble. She knew he would do her no harm, and walked toward him. Through the satiny plush moss that squished under her feet, she walked through the abundance of purple flowers that swayed against her legs. The familiar sounds of frogs chirped, and lightning bugs blinked everywhere, giving the magical place a twinkle that could only be real in a dream.
When Jessa reached the man, he pulled her into his arms without a moment’s hesitation and stole her breath away with a kiss. When he pulled away, he smiled down at her. “Hello, Jessa love. Do you remember who I am?”
Her mind whirled random puzzle pieces of memories, until at last they formed a single thought. My dream. “Gavin.” The single word fell from her swollen lips in a whisper.
“Yes, my love. I had hoped we would have more time before we met this way. Do you know why you are here?” His voice caressed over her skin like satin, submerging her into a state of contentment and peace.
“I…remember the darkness took over. I could hear voices…it was Logan and Damion. I couldn’t make out what they were saying though. Did I fall down a well or rabbit hole or something? Is that why I couldn’t hear or see them?” She pulled back slightly and gazed up into his eyes, half afraid of his answer, “Is…that why I am here with you?”
A soothing hand raised to her hair and gently stroked away her apprehension. “No, love. I am here because I have the ability to connect with you telepathically. Instead of just talking like most telepaths do, I have the ability to appear. You can touch, taste, smell, and feel me as if we were sitting in your living room together. Once I found you, I couldn’t waste time getting to you. You are mine, Jessa love. Soon we will be together forever.”
“What do you mean? You aren’t a shifter, are you?”
“No, love, I am something else.”
“Are you a wizard of some sort?” Jessa was certain he was special, she just couldn’t put her finger on it.
Gavin snickered. “No, I am not a wizard, my sweet. I am something far darker, and hold powers that can outshine a coven of wizards.”
Jessa thought about his words, rolling them over and over until a light bulb went off. Her throat constricted, unable to speak the words. She had lived among many, but the idea of being in the arms of her polar opposite was mind-blowing. When the lump in her throat released, she whispered, “Vampire.”
“Yes. But, not just any vampire. I am of the original blood. I have capabilities that others of my kind have never heard of. I come to you, Jessa, after centuries of searching. I have sailed the ocean and have flown the skies, searching endlessly. You are my destiny, Jessa Renee Meadows.”
Her heart palpitated in her chest. The mere notion of being sought after for any length of time was the most romantic gesture she had ever been given. Her, a plain shifter girl, desired by a centuries old, powerful vampire…the idea blew her mind. She opened her eyes once again, hoping the dream wouldn’t end. She felt her past, present, and future all whirl together into this single moment. Dream or not, she couldn’t release the immediate connection her heart felt. It was if an invisible cord joined them together.
His voice cut through her thoughts, startling her. “Yes, Jessa. There is a ribbon that connects us through time and space. We are destined to join into a life together for the rest of time. I will come to you soon, but not in a dream. I will hold you in the flesh. You will feel the heat from my gaze, and the brush of my hand. The heat you suffer from will be no more when we bond together for eternity.”
Every word he spoke was poetic. She basked in the romance of each word, sinking into a love that did not yet exist, but did. Her heartbeat thumped the same rhythm as his. With a tender smile, he lowered his lips toward hers…
Before they made contact, a bright light blinded her from the world around her. Something hot sizzled down her throat, making her frantically swallow or risk choking. Voices echoed in her ears, demanding her attention. She fought to keep the peaceful world where Gavin existed but felt herself being pulled away. The last sound she heard was, “Soon.”
Her eyes fluttered open, fighting the intense light that made her eyes water and burn. She blinked the tears away, hoping to find Gavin sitting with her. Instead, Christina held a cup to her mouth, instructing her to drink more. She complied, realizing she didn’t have much of a say in the matter.
“Drink it all, Jessa, now! Stay with us! Drink! Good, girl. That’s it, one last swallow…done.” Christina hugged her, and quickly moved to the other side of the room, then snuck out the door, quietly closing it behind her. The feeling of loneliness started to rip at her insides immediately. She went to wrap her arms around her middle to ease the fear when her body began to relax. Two strong men wrapped their arms around her, calming the hollowness that had threatened and replaced it with the same tranquility that Gavin had just provided moments before in her hallucination.
“We gotcha, baby. Shhhh…that’s it. Jess, we have to talk, but we only have a few minutes.”
She pulled her head up out of the muscled cocoon they had enveloped her in. Damion and Logan were her protectors. Surprise sent a tremor through her body.
“Damion, she is shaking. Something isn’t right. We need to hurry!” Logan sounded upset, and she immediately felt the need to comfort him.
“I’m fine, I guess I just needed a nap. What is all the fuss for, and why are you two in my bed?” Instead of being angry like she should have, it didn’t feel like an invasion. It felt…right.
“Jessa honey, I wish we had more time to explain. You are going into the fever, and hard. The good news is, we can make it all go away. Both Logan and I had Christina get you conscious long enough so we could talk before we claim you. Neither of us could take you without your consent, love. We are your mates.”
She glanced from one to the other, not giving any clue as to her emotions or reaction. Without hesitation, she answered, “Okay.”
The two looked at each other wide-eyed, making her giggle. When they brought their attention back to her, Logan was the one who addressed her this time. “Okay?”
“Yes. Okay.” She smiled at them both, growing desperate for a release of the building, unrelenting desire that grew inside her.
Logan was the firs
t to snap out of shock, flashing his adorable boyish grin at her. She noticed more and more about both men than she ever had before. His smell was woodsy, with a twinge of sweet and spicy. It made her instantly yearn for his touch. Her desire must have been written on her face because before she could inhale another breath of his mouthwatering scent, he smashed his lips down on hers. He took her from normal to a heated frenzy of lust in a fairy’s blink. Then she felt hands behind her, causing her to pull away from his mouth and turn to meet the tantalizing touches from Damion as he took her eager kiss in a feral conquer. She soon became submerged in the heated sensations they created. Logan’s lips heated a trail down her throat, stopping only long enough to rip her shirt and bra from her in shreds. She felt the material tug against her body before the sounds of ripping rang through her ears. Her peripheral vision caught sight of the shredded material being thrown through the air. He immediately picked back up, leaving no skin un-kissed or un-licked.
She let out a moan into Damion’s mouth when Logan captured her nipple between his teeth, pulling and tugging it into a tight pebble. There was no room for sweet and sensual, but instead they worked together to bring her to the brink of explosion. Hands were all over her, touching and teasing. One pair would be light and gentle, leaving goose bumps along her skin, while the other set would be hard and demanding, throwing more fuel on the fire. Rough calluses scraped over her breasts, making her arch into the contrast of sensations. Her breaths came in desperate pants from her burning lungs, releasing some of the heat that boiled through her soul. She felt them in her heart, taking their place and joining the love that had been saved for them in fate.
Their mouths and hands traded, keeping her guessing on who was kissing her and who was tormenting her body. Logan had taken over her mouth while Damion went to work on her throbbing clit, licking the sensitive bud with the tip of his tongue, and then flicking it in a fast flutter that sent a flood of juices to gush from her channel. Fingers joined in on the escapade, working deep into her core. Logan pulled and pinched her nipples simultaneously, making her buck against all the different tormenting sensations. Tingling began to spread through her body, begging to be released. She tore her mouth away from Logan, mumbling between gasps, “I need you both now!”
Damion’s voice vibrated against her sex. “Not yet, baby. You aren’t ready for us.”
Before she could argue, he removed one of his fingers from her dripping pussy and dragged it back to her ass, prodding gently. She immediately shut up, flashing them a heated look of understanding. Logan amped up his assault on her mouth and breasts, keeping her attention flashing between him and Damion. When Damion inserted his digit into her forbidden bud, she screamed. Instead of the instant pain she had expected, a shower of bliss cascaded down her trembling body. She instinctively pushed against it, easing the slight sting, allowing him to penetrate past the tight ring. Her hips bucked off the bed, tossing her from side to side like a tethered bronco.
She felt Logan’s body cover over hers, rendering her motionless. He swallowed her moans and screams, keeping her busy with the double delights they created together like a choreographed performance. When more fingers were added to both holes, she thought she was going to die from pleasure. The mere feel of being totally stuffed full made her wolf howl with approval and her body combust into a nuclear explosion. Fireworks flashed before her eyes as ripple after blissful ripple quaked through her body. She felt her cream squirt and drench Damion’s fingers as he continued thrusting in and out of her constricting pussy. He kept her on an endless ride of euphoria, not allowing her to come down from the high she was flying on.
Jessa didn’t notice the movements around her until Damion’s fingers were removed, leaving a void feeling. Logan lay next to her, pulling her leg over his hip, sliding his thick cock into her pussy. He prodded gently at her tight opening, easing the tip in slowly. She felt a hand from her hip move to rub her clit, easing the tight pressure that pushed against the walls of her virgin sex. Damion continued to torment her bud of nerves, and plucked and twisted at her nipples with his other hand, giving other sensations to counter the slight pain. The mixture of sensual tingles and pain drove her higher with need. She could feel herself stretching around Logan’s enormous girth, burning and aching with each inch he fed her.
When he was halfway seated, he stopped and petted the hair from her face. “Jess, baby, this is going to hurt for a second. I want you to relax, okay? I will make it all better.” The sweet tone in his words melted her heart. She felt Damion tense behind her, jerking his hard dick against her ass. The idea of deflowering her must have turned the duo on more, because their actions went from eager to frantic. The velvety tip of Damion’s cock stroked across her back hole causing her hips to arch toward Logan’s cock then back to Damion’s. Growls erupted from both men, making butterflies flutter in her stomach at the idea of being desired so strongly. Logan glided in and out of her, creating a need so deep and strong she begged for more. “Please! I want more! Logan, I want all of you now!” her voice squeaked with lust, crackling into an animalistic growl. Logan’s eyes illuminated, flashing the wolf that lay so close below the surface. Damion sucked on her neck, nipping and kissing the tender flesh.
“You are ours, Jessa Meadows!” Logan’s low, harsh gnarl vibrated through the air, magnetizing the air with sparkling energy. In one harsh thrust, she felt him break the thin barrier, claiming her body, heart, and soul. Pain shot through her sex, making her breath catch in her throat. He held motionless, with his teeth gritted and his body jerking in tremors. She could see him grasping for control, and yet he managed, allowing her body to recuperate. Ever so slowly, he began moving in and out in slow, gentle strokes. The temporary pain soon dissipated, revealing a need so unimaginable her head swooned. Words were impossible. Deep, unrecognizable moans erupted from her chest, pleading for the relief her body craved. As if understanding, he released the shred of control he had been clinging to with a flash of understanding across his rigid features and began fucking her deep and hard.
She felt Damion shift slightly behind her. The soft nudge of his cock along her perineum gave explanation to his intentions. He worked her juices back to her ass, soaking and coating the bud with the moist cream. Pressure intensified against her back hole, but the sensations Logan created kept her attention and hiked her arousal. He worked the head of his cock in, creating a burn that amplified Logan’s thrusts to give her a pleasure-pain carnival of feeling. With every inch he fed her, she felt her orgasm build higher and higher. He slowly worked his way in until her body throbbed from being totally and deliciously full of two huge cocks, seated to the hilt.
Jessa lost all sense of reality when they began to alternate in and out of her, keeping friction against the thin barrier that separated them. Like a tsunami, tidal waves crashed through her body, wracking and pounding painfully and wonderfully in a train of never-ending orgasmic cosmoses. Every muscle in her body tensed, jerking in uncontrollable wild spasms. Two feral growls boomed through the air when both men lowered their mouths to her neck and bit down, marking her. The instant they pulled away, her wolf took over. She latched on to Logan first, claiming him as hers. An abysmal possessiveness consumed her. Damion slid his body over slightly, giving her access to him easier, and the moment she released Logan, she chomped down on Damion’s neck. She could feel their souls joining in fate’s victorious moment. Her cunt still milked both of them, rolling on the endorphin-frenzied-orgasm-rollercoaster when both men began to pulse inside her, shoving deep and hard. Damion and Logan detonated simultaneously, pounding, ravishingly in and out of her body. She could feel their seed eject, filling her body with a part of them. Logan lowered down and whispered against her lips, “Jess baby, thank you for giving us such a wonderful, treasured gift. I love you.” He kissed her sweet and soft, explaining in actions instead of words his true feelings.
When he climbed off her and settled on the other side of the bed, Damion rolled her to fit snugly betwe
en them. His hand came up to tenderly brush the hair that clung to her moist forehead, and feathered kisses over her face and lips. “I love you, Jessa Renee, with all that I am. Thank you for giving my life purpose.”
“I love you both so much. That was more than I could have ever dreamt. Thank you.” She fought to get the last few words out, trying to keep from mumbling to them. Darkness loomed over her, threatening to swallow her into its nothingness once again. The last coherent thought she had before falling into its depths was, I thought everything would be normal after I found my mates.
****
Logan noticed her fading first, and reacted. He shook her, calling her name frantically, “Jessa! Stay with us! What the fuck is going on? She should be cured, right?” He looked at Damion who held the same terrified look as he did. “Fuck, call Christina in here now!!”
“I am on it! Keep talking to her!” Damion jumped from the bed and threw his jeans on while running out the door. Logan could hear him yelling, and turned his attention back to Jessa.
“Jessa baby, come back to me. We just got you, I can’t lose you, baby. You are my everything, from now until the ends of time.” A tear dripped down his cheek, and fear gripped his heart. He let loose a growl so loud a picture fell off the wall. Christina came bolting in and over to the bed to examine her. After the longest moments of his life, she sighed. She reached over and grabbed his hand, holding it between both of hers.
“Okay, guys, I had hoped that this would give her more time, but there is one tiny detail that you two are unaware of. I am not supposed to say anything, but you both need to know. There is a third. One that is not from here will come to her and mate her in the night. If he is unable to reach her in time, she will shift, and then shortly after, die. It takes all three mates to join her soul with you for eternity. With just two, part of her soul will be lost.”
Damion roared, “Three? How do we find the third? Why can’t Logan and I be enough? She belongs to us now!” Possessiveness radiated from him. He looked to Logan, waiting for back up.
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