Dantdm X Novelas e Histórias

His eyes gleam with the familiar fire I know too well. And last but definitely not least is one who towers over them all; Clad in all-black sweatpants, trainers and hoodie, is Dante. His black hair gleams under the sunlight, looking almost blue. A pair of sunglasses cover his eyes that no one is able to look into without feeling the need to bend to his mercy. “Hey there, My Cherry Blossom.”

"Just… thinking about the presentation." "Oh, right! You nervous? I mean, it's a huge deal. New partnership, new brand, and Hartwell Corporation has crazy high standards. Their results are insane for such a young company, way ahead of their competitors." Before Tiana could respond, the elevator dinged. Ryan Lancaster stepped out, looking every bit the confident CEO. His dark hair was perfectly styled, his expression warm but professional as his eyes immediately found Tiana. "Good morning, Mr. Lancaster," Tiana said, snapping into work mode. She grabbed her things and moved toward him quickly, grateful for the escape from Lyn's prying questions.

I push open the door and instantly regret it. Dante is in the center of the training mat, running a hand through his tousled messy hair. He’s shirtless, with a pair of sweatpants hanging low on his waist. A choked sound almost escapes the back of my throat at the sight of all that tattooed skin. He’s covered in ink from his collarbone down to the waistband of his sweatpants. And he’s fit. Eight-pack abs, well-defined chest, and broad, muscled shoulders. My eyes follow the V that disappears behind his waistband along with his ink. A wave of heat crashes through me.

“That’s the one, huh?” Evelyn turned, jaw tight. A man emerged from the passenger seat. Slightly shorter than Damien, he was stockier, wearing joggers and a fitted tank top that clung to biceps sculpted like Roman statues. Tattoos curled along his arms, and his smirk was just as annoying. “Evelyn, meet my brother, Dante,” Damien said, clearly entertained. “The personal trainer,” Dante added, flexing a little. “I run gyms up and down the East Coast.”

Damon was frozen when he heard that audio. He knew that voice. He had grown up with that voice. He had been forced to share a bedroom with that voice for ten years of his childhood,and he had spent the last fifteen years of his adult life cleaning up after the things that voice had said in public. It was Dexter. His younger brother, who had no filter at all. “That idiot!!” Damon gritted his teeth. This wasn't good at all. Dexter was making a huge mistake. Actually he just did.

He stands and wraps his hands around," he whispers in my ear, holding me tighter. I feel his breath on my ear as he presses his lips on the lobe. He moves his fingers softly up my thighs and I'm naked underneath. He starts to stroke his finger inside me softly. He puts another finger inside and now he's stroking me with two fingers. He thrusts the fingers faster and I'm squeaking. I don't want to moan loudly, especially with everyone around. Dax interrupts us and I swallow hard as Trent clears his throat and takes a step backwards. I'm still trying to catch a breath. Why the hell does Trent have to have this effect on me? Now I want to get laid more than ever. "He," Dax greets us. "I hope I

A black SUV pulls up, dust billowing around it as it comes to a stop. The door opens, and sure enough, but it’s Dante, his expression grim as he steps out. He’s followed by Axton for some reason. Of course, I fucking forgot Dante is based here. Fuck, that demon did a number on me. “Ah, I think I might like the calvary,” I greet him, my voice a low growl. “Took you long enough, asshole.”

Dante asked as he stood up too and slowly walked to me like he was afraid I'd run away. I sighed as I finally turned to him. “Xander is my mate. The mate that doesn't want me," For a moment Dante didn't speak, he just looked at me unblinkingly. “Dante," I called, as I waved my hand in front of me and he finally blinked, taking a step back in shock. “You're Xander's mate?" He whispered in disbelief and I nodded,

Mean while Damian woke up from the same erotic dream, he was sweating and breati ng heavily, he looked at his member and it was standing upright stearing at him, his breath gradually came down and he said to him self " where the hell are you mate, stop tommenting me" then he stood up to take a cold shower, after some tome he came out wrapped around a towel into his room, he moved to his closet and picked up a black denim trouser, a black calvin klein t-shirt, and a black jacket to follow, he then wore a black timberland boot, his feature was so alluring that any one who saw him will fear him and fall in love with him automatically

I tell him He nods and I sigh and rub my temples again. "You ok?" He asks again "How the hell did I end up with you three weirdos in my damn life?" I grumble "Well Axel is a dumbass. Austin tries to hard but some how hides his feelings and me well you know that part" Dante says