Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Chapter 121 – Accepting My Twin Mates – III of III

Evgeniya

Two giant mountains of men had been reduced to adorable swooning messes. Their imposingly built Alpha physiques, cut in rigid lines of muscle and raw power, had melted under my touch, willingly at my mercy.

I passed my tongue over the bite mark I had left behind, swiping his sweet blood away and sealing his wound with my saliva. Like Badru’s, I worried I had been a little too brutish with Astennu’s mark. Both brothers sported a set of deep red puncture wounds that had bruised a dark purple. I was hoping they would eventually fade to the pretty silvery marks that glistened, just as marks on other mated wolves did.

“While you two come back down to earth, I’m gonna grab a shower. Feel free to join m-” I had begun to climb off of a discombobulated Astennu, only to be lifted over the shoulder of the other.

“There’s no way I’m letting you shower alone. What if you slipped?” Badru swiftly spanked my ass, smoothing his rough palm over the lingering hot sting tingling my skin. “No, I better join you.”

Astennu followed in a flash, finding his second wind. As long as they joined and didn’t watch. I could handle my mates in the shower with me, but I couldn’t stand the idea of being watched, even by the two men I loved most.

Badru fiddled with the shower, setting the huge overhead monsoon shower strip to a gentle pitter-patter flow of spring rain and pulled me around the curved glass divide after kicking his pants off. His nose trailed against mine, our lips brushing sweetly and softly as his fingertips feathered the dip of my spine, following the swell of my ass to lightly squeeze a cheek. I was mildly aware of a drawer closing somewhere behind and a thud of footsteps shifting from a dry surface to a wet.

I was spun around into Astennu’s arms, the claws of his wolf elongating and trailing the cleavage of my chest, toying with the broad strip of lace that held my soaking-wet bralette in place. Badru’s claws did the same, focusing on the soft seam of my inner thighs to pluck the lace thong free.

The material burst free under the delicate touch of their razor-sharp claws, falling to the dark blue marble tile and drifting away with the water’s flow, leaving me stripped bare before them in every sense of the word. Very few people saw past the prickly defensive wall I had built to protect myself, learning long ago it was better to keep others out than let them see the vulnerability that lay beneath because too many times had that button been pressed. But the twins had broken my wall brick by brick, bearing their own souls, exposing their own vulnerabilities to show me it wasn’t so bad.

Grasping my hips, Astennu pulled me to the slick flat of his body, his lips ghosting the curve of my mouth and descending down to the hollow of my throat. Badru turned my chin to the side, the gentle water flow sticking his long silky ebony hair to his temple and beading upon his short close-cropped beard like crystals. Our tongues met before our lips and he swallowed my gasp as he twisted my n****e, smoothing over the pinch of pain with his thumb. His other hand played with the weight of my breast, squeezing lightly, but where it had once been pleasurable, it wasn’t presently.

I caught his wrist, kissing his jaw and hoping he wouldn’t take it as a rejection of his love. “My boobs are a little tender, so no squeezing for a while.”

He chuckled lowly in my ear, running the bridge of his nose across the soft patch of skin of my neck. “Do these still feel good, my nour el-ain?”

He circled a finger around each n****e in unison, synchronously sliding his fingertips over my hardened buds. I lost my voice to a delicious whimper, grasping onto Astennu’s shoulders to anchor me.

“Is that a yes?” Astennu slid his tongue the length of my neck, nipping my bottom lip. “You need to use words with us, ammar.”

“Yes,” I wrangled my voice to work.

the back of his hand down my body, starting under the swell of my breasts, following the line of my stomach to my slit, trailing a thick knuckle between my weeping folds. “Or is

His other hand dipped between my cheeks, stroking a finger over my tight back opening and I shuddered, needing both my mates to

panted, rocking against his hands for friction against my

hypnotic rhythm and I smiled to myself when I heard the telltale sound of a bottle of lube Astennu had grabbed from the bathroom

Badru’s chest as soaking-wet fingers caressed my slit, sliding over my clit and plunging within. I reached back to grasp Badru’s neck, riding Astennu’s hand that threatened to wear me like a glove for how deep his long thick fingers reached. My hand bunched in his hair, tugging his locks in beat to his ministrations of my rose pink buds and his brother’s touch

was about to push our snarl, displeased that our pleasure was being denied. But her disagreement switched on a flutter, transforming into a purr when a familiar intrusive pressure pressed at my tight back entrance. He pumped gently at first, stretching and gradually adding another digit. My body uncoiled, welcoming the sensation battling a war of pleasure across my body. My panting breaths turned to moans, mixed with

light in the back of my eyes bursting and destroying me as though it was our first time all over again. If it weren’t for Badru holding my waist

kissed the soft inner side of my wrist and stroked his c**k with a hearty

nodded, turning to cling to Badru’s shoulders and wrapped my legs high around his waist, leaning back into Astennu’s

I found you creeping out of my room,” Badru

mixed with mind-numbing burning pleasure, a contrast that was always my

spot, teasing and sucking to distract me as he slowly pushed into my tight back bud, the slick of the lube parting me firmly. He groaned into my neck, rocking a little once he was fully sheathed. Badru gently agitated his pelvis with mine, the head of his c**k brushing the barrier of my cervix in an aching delight. As tenderly as

out, the other thrust in, our skin soaked in a strange mix of heat and cool that slapped in an erotic ballad, filling the glass and marble space. My claws extended as their pace grew wilder, thrusting with untamed ferocity. The tingles of our bond surged more blindingly than ever, shivering the entire length of my body from my ears to my toes that curled

blood. Astennu gripped on for dear life at my hip and reached up into my hair, pulling with a

delirium and when I thought that was its peak, two sets

exploded from me and I could have sworn I saw the moon itself in all her colours. They slowly faded and on their retreat, something else drifted away with them,

vanished in my mind as my body grew slack, slipping into a welcome blanket

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deep mattress and swaddled in a wrap of limbs and earthy scents. My mate’s

now,’ Evva sighed, her tail delicately wafting in a euphoria that still thrummed at

always seemed to gravitate towards. Both their fingers played along where my stomach would begin to swell, a tiny little thrill bubbling making me wonder if our pup could feel his fathers’

the silence and hunkering further into my chest. “I

share them soon,” I smoothed a dark and slightly

again after,” he kissed the n****e closest to him and I felt his lips curl in

a year’s wait,” Astennu flicked his forehead, earning a small growl from his younger twin.