The Clan

13

I started rubbing the soap on his very toned muscles. I felt junior poking my front as Dante held me close to him using his arm. He was watching me intensely and his eyes were shifting from green to yellow as he fought his wolf for control.

He was enjoying me washing him. I had to admit that I was enjoying it too. It was another way to explore his body and I could touch every muscle, every line and every scar at my own pace. I traced the big one he had over his abs and he shivered.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Silver blade. I was 16 when my father sent me to kill some of our dealers who were trying to cross us. They knew what we were though so they were prepared. I killed them all but I now have this scar to remember what happened." He said.

I looked into his eyes and they were calm, detached as if it happened to someone else. It was in the past but it must not have been easy on a teenage boy to kill so many.

He reached for my face and rubbed my bottom lip with his thumb smoothing it. That made me angry. How could his father do that to his own pup? That was awful.

"It's ok baby. It was a long time ago." He said softly.

"That's not what a 16 year old should be doing." I said frowning.

"That's the life inside the mafia. The rules are important and anyone must face the consequences of their action. I was old enough to understand that lesson." He shrugged.

"Would you send your own pup to do this knowing that they could kill him? Because that would be over my dead body." I said sharply.

He looked surprised and I narrowed my eyes at him to get my message accross. He smiled and stroked my cheek with his thumb visibly agreeing with me. Good. Or we would have had a problem.

"You're nothing like my mother. She was quietly following everything my father said and wanted nothing to do with business." He said amused.

I cupped his face with my hands and looked at him straight. I had to make myself clear right now or it would never work between us. He had to understand that I would never hide. I wanted it all.

"As your mate I want to be your partner. I don't know anything about illegal business but I know how to handle a firm. I won't be a housewife who lives on the sideline of her mate's life. I want all your life."

"It's all yours. I wouldn't dream of hiding anything from you. All you have to do is ask." He said serious.

I claimed his lips and he held me tight to him. Our tongues wrestled as they chased each other. The passionate kiss brought eager noises from my throat and Dante moved my hips so I would grind on him. I moaned against his lips as I felt his hardness against my swollen c**t.

He cupped one of my breasts with his hand and started playing with my erect n****e. I bowed my spine under the assault and I felt the heat build inside my core as he worked my n****e but I would need his fingers to find release.

As if he heard me, he turned me in his embrace and his manhood was now stroking my butt. His left hand went straight to my core while his right kept working on my n****e. He licked my neck and that earned him a moan.

"Yes baby. Moan for me."

His voice was husky and so low as he kept assaulting my neck, n****e and entrance. His fingers were exploring my folds and rubbing my c**t. My body started to shiver as he finally inserted two fingers inside of me, stretching me.

"Oh... Godddess..." I moaned.

He nibbled the base of my neck as he pumped hard inside of me and that did it. I came crying out and he kept pushing to let me ride my orgasm.

"I love your voice mate." He purred.

He took his fingers out and I was having some trouble focusing. I was basking in the afterglow but I wanted more. But, not in the bathroom.

He picked me up from the tub and grabbed a towel to dry me. I giggled as I looked into his love-filled eyes.

"You know that I can do it myself right?" I said amused.

"I want to do it for you. I never thought I would enjoy this so much." He said. I could see that. He looked like he really enjoyed himself.

I took the other towel and returned the favour. He looked pleased and I felt good doing it. It made us strengthen our bond. Our wolves would lick each other and in a way, we were mimicking this intimate gesture.

He picked me up again to hold me bridal when we exited the bathroom. He was walking eagerly to the bedroom when his phone rang. That could not be good given the hour.

He laid me gently on the bed and he laid next to me as he picked up. I snuggled to his chest and started tracing the tattoos with my fingers making him shiver under my touch.

"Dante." He said on the phone, his voice low.

I licked his pec and he stifled a grunt. I wanted to tease him. That was payback for his sweet torture since I arrived in his pack.

"We have a problem with the group in the city. Another human gang tried to beat our guys up to steal their weed. What do you want us to do?" A male voice said.

Dante tensed and I stopped the teasing. This seemed serious.

"We can't have a gang fight right now. The cocaine shipment is too important. Damn humans. Send the black hand for their leader. They'll know not to mess with the mafia and ask Tony to kill him tomorrow." My mate said.

"All right Alpha."

"Are there any casualties on our ranks?" He asked.

"No dead on our side but they killed some of the Mexicans."

"Which gang was it?"

"Local Mexican thugs not a cartel."

"The cartels know to stay out of our way so I'm not surprised. They're civil, they would have made a proposal before trying to kill our men. All right. Do as I say and tell the guys to take care of the bodies. We can't afford any publicity right now." He said pissed.

"All right Alpha. I think they will be expecting your orders though. They won't take it from me."

Dante sighed and sat back up before stroking my hair. I laid still, enjoying his touch like a well fed cat.

"I'll call Frederico right away. Thank you Luca."

He hung up and dialed a new number while I snuggled to his chest. He kissed my head and kept stroking my hair. The gesture was so soothing that I closed my eyes to listen to his heartbeat. It was steady and strong and music to my ears really.

"Frederico." Dante said.

"Boss?" The man seemed nervous on the other side and since he called him boss, it meant that he was not a wolf.

"I need you to take care of the bodies in the most discreet way possible. We can't afford bad publicity now that we have a big shipment arriving in Boston. Luca is sending the black hand to the leader of the gang and Tony will take care of it by tomorrow. Do not retaliate and seek vengeance am I clear?"

"Yes, boss. Cristal."

"Good. You know what to do then."

He hung up and focused back on me. He held me tight and I stroked his chest. He still seemed tensed but I knew how to remedy that.

"Does it happen often?" I asked.

"What sweetheart?"

"Gangs targeting our guys." I said.

He chuckled and tightened his embrace. I could feel his content through our bond. That pleased me. I wanted us to work and it would start with me accepting what he did.

"Our guys huh?"

I lifted my gaze to his and he was truly happy. I could see it in his eyes and feel it through our bond. I offered him a smile and he smiled right back.

"To answer your question, no it doesn't. This is my territory and I would never let another group try to take it away from us. Many tried but the Mafia is the biggest group there is on this side of North America. The cartels have some territories but they try to stay out of our way. Local gangs though do stupid stuff like that from time to time. We just need to remind them what it means to go against the biggest fish in the sea." He said.

"This is a lot like werewolf politic actually. Defend your territory and don't take s**t from others."

"You could say that." He nodded. "We do abide similar codes that's why it was so easy to join the Mafia."

"I understand."

"Enough of this talk honey. I want to please my mate tonight."

He rolled us and I found myself underneath him. That was actually a fine sight. I guess talking business did not dampen his mood. I looked below and he was still hard. Yup. Definitely not fazed.