Chapter 1: Sinful Dreams

The sun filtering into the room roused Diana and she stirred in her sleep. Mumbling incoherently, she turned slightly and drifted right back to sleep.

Her lips parted and she whispered softly.

"Asher... Please kiss me... I love you Alden... you belong to me, Axel..."

As sleep claimed her again, she drifted into another dream.

She was on a large bed, completely naked, her glorious body exposed to the men with her. Her eyes lifted and she saw the handsome faces of her brothers, the men she had been obsessed with since she turned thirteen.

Now she was seventeen and her feelings for them never faded. Instead, it grew stronger.

It seemed her body became under their control because whenever she was with them, she felt totally helpless.

"You said you like someone else?" Asher asked from behind her as he nibbled on her ear, slowly driving her crazy.

"Hmm," her response came out more like a moan than an actual answer. She gasped when she felt Alden's warm breath on her burning skin as he trailed kisses down her neck, making her whole body shiver with excitement.

"How many times do we have to tell you Diana," Axel's sultry voice whispered into her other ear. "You belong to us. You are ours." His hands roamed her body deliciously, touching and pleasuring forbidden places.

"I know that, but...," Diana's voice was like a plea as she leaned back on Asher's hard chest, letting his lips torture her mercilessly.

"No buts," Alden shushed her, his lips closing over her hardened nipple. His voice was both deep and seductive as he gazed into her eyes. "We are going to claim you now."

Diana felt the throbbing between her legs increase and she bit her lips in anticipation. She couldn't think whenever she was in the presence of these sinfully handsome men. She couldn't resist their pleasurable touch.

She wanted more.

"Please...," she whispered.

"Please what?" Alden asked, his dark eyes hypnotizing her completely.

"Claim me," Diana pleaded. And she moaned out when she felt Alden's fingers between her legs.

"Fuck! You're soaking wet," he groaned in pleasure.

Before Diana could emerge from the flames heating up her body with Alden's touch, she felt Asher's hands close over the soft mounds on her chest and her back arched, wanting more.

"You're ours, Diana." Axel whispered as he parted her legs, preparing to claim her.

Suddenly a loud knock sounded and Diana's eyes flew open. She sat upright on the bed and looked around wildly, trying to get her bearings.

It was morning already and she was alone in her room. Her brothers were not with her. They weren't about to claim her. It had all been a dream.

Cursing softly, she fell back on the bed and shut her eyes. It had been so real. The dream had felt so much like reality. Those soft touches, igniting flames on her body, those sensual lips, slowly driving her insane.

Why did the dream feel so real?

She sat up again and looked down at her chest. Her nipples were still hard and pointy. She hesitantly lowered one hand to her nightgown and felt between her legs.

"Goddess above," she whispered, her face turning bright red with embarrassment. She was soaking wet. It had been a dream, but her body had responded as if it were real.

The knock came again and she snapped her head up.

"I'm up," she called out and slipped out of the bed, making her way to the door. Thinking it was the maids coming to prepare her for school, she yanked the door open.

And froze.

Right before her were her brothers. Alden, Asher and Axel, looking so breathtaking. They were even more handsome than they had been in her dreams, with their seductive brown eyes and tousled hair, giving them that hot irresistible look.

"Diana!"

"What?" Diana snapped, and then she realized that she had been staring at them unconsciously and that she hadn't even heard Alden asking how she slept.

"I'm sorry," she tried to smile to brush it off. "Lost focus for a moment there. Did you say something?"

"I was asking, how your night was," Alden repeated, leaning against the doorpost. He folded his arms and stared straight at her. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yes," Diana answered a little too quickly. Her face turned red a second time and she smiled sheepishly. "I slept well, Alden. Thank you."

"Did something happen?" Asher asked next as he leaned against the wall, watching her with half closed eyes. It vaguely reminded Diana of the way his expert hands had handled her body in her dreams.

Oh for heaven's sake Diana, she chided herself.

"Everything is fine, Asher," she beamed. "I'm just a bit disoriented. I think I overslept."

"You know you can talk to us if anything is bothering you, right?" Axel spoke out finally, a playful smile on his face. "We're here for you."

"And you remind me of it everyday," Diana smirked at him and took a deep breath. The movement of her chest made her nightgown shift and her pointed nipples became visible.

Unknown to her, her brother's eyes fell on her chest and their expressions became one of hunger and restraint, their eyes darkening to a deep shade of gold.

"I just have to get ready for school," Diana continued, oblivious of her brother's reaction. "I'll be done in a few minutes and I'll come down for breakfast."

When she didn't get a response, she looked up and noticed that their eyes were staring straight at her chest. A gasp escaped her when she looked down and saw her nipples straining through her dress, as if begging for attention.

"I have to go," she said in a strangled voice and rushed back into her room, slamming the door on their faces.

Her heart hammered within her and a delicious tingling erupted in her stomach. The look they gave her, it had been the same intense look in her dream.

Did that mean they were attracted to her, as she was to them?

"No, stop it Diana," she grabbed her hair and pulled it hard, letting the pain bring her back to her senses. "They are your brothers. They are off limits. You can't have such feelings for them. It's forbidden."

Her brain agreed instantly. But her heart protested, not wanting to listen to her.

Without another word, she made a beeline to the bathroom to have a quick bath. Maybe the cold water would jolt her out of the sexual haze clouding her head.