Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 72

Chapter 69 – What Would You Want From Him?

Evgeniya

Badru’s fingertips were slowing on the bare skin of my back under our blanket, his breathing becoming shallow and even. I cracked open an eye and rested my chin on my folded hands from where I lay on his chest by the fire. His face was so serene, still with a sheen of moisture highlighting his deep golden complexion.

I was about to place a kiss on his full, parted lips when the front door opened and closed with a bang. Badru’s eyes flew open and he sat up with a startle, narrowly avoiding smacking me square in the forehead.

“Do you have any idea how hard that was?” Astennu dropped a rounded bag on the kitchen counter which I could only assume was the small turkey.

“I can see,” I knelt up on the couch I had been snuggled up on, leaning over the back and spotting his huge erection.

‘Damn, that thing could be used as a weapon,’ Evva was already growing inflamed by her desires.

I stood with the blanket around my shoulders. No sooner had I ascended the two steps of the lowered seating area that Astennu had swept me up in his arms, one under my knees, the other encircling my back. He kissed me slowly, his tongue coaxing and teasing mine.

“Get cooking, Ru,” he called over his shoulder, walking us to the bedroom.

“Wait, what?!”

“I delivered it, you cook it.”

Badru muttered a string of Arabic grumblings, too quiet and too rapid for me to understand. “I knew I shoulda gone to get the turkey,” he yanked his discarded shorts up.

“And as soon as you sensed anything, you would’ve turned tail,” Astennu called out, nearing the door. “Don’t forget to baste.”

‘Why do I feel like we’re the ones about to be basted,’ my wolf snorted.

I flashed Badru a sympathetic smile over his twin’s shoulder, my eyes wandering down to Astennu’s bare muscular ass which had Evva licking her wolfish lips. ‘I’m hoping this means we’re tucking into baba’s rump roast before the Thanksgiving turkey.’

He held me easily with one arm to open up the bedroom door, closing it with a backward kick.

“Ru’s gonna be ok left unsupervised, right?”

“Scared he’ll burn the kitchen down?” He raised a quizzical brow. “He’s the better cook out of the two of us.”

“No,” I drew out the word. “He gets distracted easily and with the way you’re looking at me, your twin bond thing is gonna distract the s**t out of him.”

“I managed up and down that mountain in the cold and snow. He’ll be fine in a warm kitchen.”

I paused for a second longer than comfortable as he sat us on the edge of the bed. “You’re not angry… are you?” I played with the hair at the base of his neck, my fingertips dipping to his collarbone and tracing the indentations.

“Angry at what?” He pulled back a fraction of a width, his palm sliding to the rounded curve where my rear and hip met. “You think I’d be angry that I was left out?”

I nodded.

and I aren’t joined at the hip. Each of us deserves to have time with you alone, and you deserve time with

ear and placing the ghost of a kiss on the soft skin. “It feels insanely good, like you’re there,

crease of my inner thigh and dragging a knuckle across the dampness pooling. His hardened c**k under my lap strained beneath me, his hips beginning to tremble in need of friction in some way to feed the fire burning. A heated ripple flushed through me and I sagged onto

worse? Do you need a cold shower or another ice bath?” He

I

weird kinda horny, I don’t know about

it too, Evva. Must be the after-effects of our

French doors to the narrow deck. The crisp air, accented with pine and mountain scents, was the cold compress my skin

blanket about my shoulders, pushing it down around my upper arms and exposing

I unclenched my fist, letting the fuzzy fabric glide down my body

had settled on top melting instantly to my skin and his hands gripping the wood at either side of my waist. He traced the arch

thick finger slid between my folds, sweeping the slick length of my clit to my entrance. I felt the grin on his lips at my rapid and sharp intake of breath. My chest heaved as he

sweet goober to be left behind, I reached between his legs, cupping the weight of

he cursed

good Arabic?” I teased, smoothing my thumb

answer would be yes,

the profuse beading of precum along his shaft, stroking him to the same tempo of his fingers inside me. Just as my thighs began to shake, nearing my edge, he withdrew and swung me around in a pirouette, an animalistic growl rumbling his chest pressed at my

to who. Badru was strong and to the point, eager to dive in and find the delicious spot to hammer repeatedly with all his strength. Astennu

the entire mountainside view to gaze at, the mist billowing over and the loose snow fluttering around us, blown from its treetop perches. Yet, all I could concentrate on was Astennu’s taunting shaft, passing over my entrance in provocation on each drive of his hips. His sweet tree sap scent settling along my skin chased the world around

he plunged forward, burying himself to his hilt. He withdrew slowly, to notch his way back in with a languid

of his hands drifted the line of my stomach, rolling the swell of my breast and pinching my hardened bud that strained for his attention. His other hand slipped into my hair, wrapping my tresses around his fingers to cradle my head to his, delving his nose into my hair. As his thrusts

of tension grew within me; the lights seemed brighter, the breeze warmer, the air more potent. Each extensive thrust of Astennu’s hips hit with an intensity, tinged with a brush of pain for its depth. And I wanted more of it. My hips sought his, needing all

decking in exhaustion. With a final guttural thrust, I felt him shudder

no one was walking around the trails this

sure they heard us in the ski village,” he kissed my neck, nuzzling into my

‘if anyone is out there, I think you probably gave the game

kiss that threatened to send me over a second edge. He pulled out slowly and picked up the blanket strewn onto the wooden deck, draping it around my shoulders;

bathroom, handing me a warm washcloth to clean myself as he took

Ru’s gonna forget all about that

out by the firepit,” I nodded my head in the direction.

living space, a mix of butter, pepper and

Leaving me to do all the work,” Badru muttered, looking incredibly flustered as

a joke because if not, the turkey ain’t the only thing getting stuffed!” Astennu

said with a note of smugness. I knew the

the same instant when I dropped my blanket and pulled

boyish grin took over Badru’s features. Luckily, he wasn’t looking when I stretched to put my top back on because

“Sure is.”

members, and

the dinner and I wasn’t about to send either twin out on another supply run. I left enough bacon and egg