Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Chapter 65

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 65

Chapter 63 – It Had To Strike Now?

Evgeniya

‘Quit it for f**k’s sake!’ I glared at Astennu when he sneakily slipped his hand down my back to pinch the top of my ass.

Not that my glare did a thing, judging by the tiny tug of a smirk on the corner of his mouth. The two of them had been like this all through dinner. Another hand caressed the crease of my thigh, running a finger a little too dangerously close.

‘But it’s fun to misbehave,’ Badru was growing cocky now that my dad was too busy making moon eyes at Lucy to reprimand anyone.

‘More like our nugget’s cocky is growing that’s the issue,’ Evva interjected. ‘We better get them to bed before they get overconfident and papa bear begins to notice.’

‘The way they’re acting, they’d probably hump the bed, not sleep in it.’

‘I swear, I’ll pin you right here and tickle you till you dry heave,’ I threatened, gripping Badru’s wrist in a tight vice hold when his hand went too far.

A strange look of excitement flashed through his sapphire eyes, an inky flicker pulsating along with the midnight blue.

‘Is that seriously turning you on?’

‘You being dominant and threatening me, is always a turn-on,’ his boyish grin deepened.

I tried to contain my exasperated sigh, and mind-linked Lucy, ‘I’m gonna get these two out of here because they’re driving me up the wall.’

I jabbed my elbow into Badru’s side, making him flinch and finally quit pawing at me.

“Wow, I’m beat,” I made an exaggerated show to yawn into the back of my hand.

‘Subtle,’ Astennu held back his snigger. ‘I hope you’re not too beat.’

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes and stood to hug my father goodbye. I paused by the door, before the twins could hurry me out, flashing an encouraging smile over my shoulder to Lucy.

‘Uh, good luck?’ I winced at how awkward it came out, but I hoped she would use her alone time well.

I was practically jostled down the hallway towards the stairs by my mates, their eagerness radiating off of them in waves. But I suddenly realised I had left the entire cleanup behind.

“Wait, I shoulda helped to tidy things away,” I tried to turn back, only to be stopped by a thick muscular arm.

“They’ll be fine,” Astennu wrapped his arm around my waist, hoisting me up to his shoulder. “They can bond over it.”

“Aste! Put me down! This is ridicu-” my protest was cut off by a swift but firm spank to my ass.

His hand lingering to massage the area, sending the shiver of electricity all through my posterior. A squeak escaped me as a natural reaction, which I hated, as it gave away just how much I loved the action.

Taking a deep breath to push down certain urges and to have my voice sound somewhat normal, “how is anyone going to ‘bond’ over dishes?”

“We did,” Badru cupped my jaw, kissing me delicately while I hung over his brother’s shoulder. “After our party, remember?”

Their eager footsteps carried me all the way to my room, landing me on my mattress on the flat of my back with a bounce. Two hungry-looking Alphas loomed above me, but not for food, slowly stripping off their shirts. I sat up, resting on my elbows, roving my eyes over their pure deep golden and sculpted muscles, each one flexing with the force of their exhale.

‘I don’t know what’s gotten into them, I just know I like it,’ Evva’s tail wafted around in my mind, ass up ready for her mates.

My thighs parted on their own, welcoming Astennu’s body on top of mine. Badru pulled my back to rest against his bare chest, the sparks of our bond buzzing with vigour. The two of them attacked my neck in synchronisation, a deep growl shuddering from both and I could swear it sounded more feral.

“So, are you actually beat?” Badru nipped at my earlobe. The very hair on the nape of my neck roused on end at hearing his low silky and purring voice in my ear.

Astennu’s fingertips strained into my hips, the tips of his claws biting against my flesh in a strange mix of pain and pleasure. “Or were you telling a white lie?”

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to turn the heating off. Four arms held onto me

twist free from the tight hands latching onto me, a deep protesting growl

dominant this morning,’ Evva groaned in a rumbling purr. ‘I’m

I still feel a

sticky. The three of us had been fairly vigorous well into the

slower and more gentle approach. I managed to pry free of their hands to turn my heating off and cool myself down

towel wrapped under my arms, my hair already brushed and oiled, only to come face to face with the twins wide awake. They raised their heads, scenting the air. Their chests expanded to virtually twice their size with their deep breaths. Their eyes pulsated wildly, flashing intense midnight blue,

was completely naked

How are you feeling this morning?” He swallowed hard, his hand outstretched and flexing as though he was warring internally on whether to touch me or

warm? Are you two ok? You look

was practically panting, a violent shade of red blotching his skin.

explode in rigidity, I would have questioned if this was truly my heat. So far, I didn’t feel too off. My father said that lycans produced more pheromones. Perhaps

mix with his growls. He licked my marking spot and I near enough folded, wanting to melt into a puddle against him. The heat

be buried. Their scents were another layer of ordeal to contend with. Astennu’s aroma of sweet tree sap and

been stung by fire, and my

look away and dress himself with trembling hands that seemed

to catch my scent and it could inadvertently trigger their ruts. The only time my heat scent would be safe would be when I was marked. The only males who

a thin pair of jeans and a thin pale pink blouse. “I’m not going through

cycle as a mated but unmarked she-wolf was not going to be an

look away and watched my every move, striving to

is just making it worse,”

was used to seeing Badru as a hot and horny mess; that was simply

oxygen at once. “We can go there. It’s secluded away from the public ski

speaking of how severe

have only been 16 when he lost his pack, but maybe he has an idea

I’d rather do less,” I flushed red in mortification. Speaking to my dad, whom I had only just met, about my heat cycle? “I’d rather have a tea party alone

me. Even I realise how weird that would

father about my heat?”

awkward,” Astennu pulled

a burst of laughter from my nose. “Guess we don’t have to worry about what to do

both chuckled, pulling me into their embrace, our fingers digging into each other. Nothing painful, just a need to hold and be held. It would have been nice

is

to us, nour

thanksgiving before, not that it would have been particularly normal, anyway,” I shrugged, letting my small pang of disappointment fade. “Your mom can’t stand me, our dads want to murder

overrated anyway,” Astennu nuzzled

had is the moment you beat our naked asses in the

bring the jeep around to your window,” Astennu let me go to fish out my travel bag. “That way, you won’t have to walk through

out

the good old days from last week,” he

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left you with all the cleanup last night,” I apologised to Lucy

apart and go in search of my mates. A couple of deep breaths, and slapping my face, had my senses return. Lucy had only completed her heat a few days ago.

as she dreamily folded one of

free of

off

and sped

“… Did something happen?”

over her ears. ‘I can’t hear about our father getting

thought you didn’t want to hear about my details,” Lucy giggled away at my twisted face,

I chanted furiously. “I have

her bottom lip, a tiny smile lighting

is utterly precious,’ my

Aste

asked, spotting who was now outside the

“No?”

your chance,” I spun her around. “He’s right

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