Page 88 of Their Offering

Lillian

The twins had me completely restrained. They’d never used their powers on me like this—together––nor had I seen them fully transformed this way. It was way more intense than when I saw them in my mom’s room back on Earth.

Aiden’s body was outlined in a faint, glowing, orange luminescence. His now-red hair sparked and moved like fire, his eyes burning and swirling like lava. His skin was no longer its smooth, typical bronze. Instead, his skin was yellowing as his appearance changed.

Nicholas’s profile glowed a bright blueish white. His hair was also white, and it flowed like water on top of his head. His eyes were an even more brilliant blue than usual, if that was even possible. His skin was tinted blue, like the sky on a bright winter day.

They were incredible. Breathtaking. I could have stared at them all day, taking in their magnificence, had I not been painfully aroused by them.

“Please,” I begged after they stood away from me and admired their handiwork, which only made my middle pulse more. I wanted them so bad, sofuckingbad.

Aiden’s lips curled up, and Nicholas’s eyes gleamed. They were loving this: me, all helpless, begging for them. It was their favorite, so I’d give them what they wanted.

“Please. Ineedyou,” I continued, not laying it on so thick to sound fake, because I wasn’t faking. No way. “I’m aching for you. Please, touch me, kiss me, use me, fill me. Please. Anything. I’m begging you.”

The twins let me go on for another forty-five seconds or so before Aiden took a single step toward the beside. Toward me. The movement made me stop in my imploring.

“Such a good girl. Aren’t you, little one?” he asked, his voice deep and husky, sending shivers down my spine.

“I don’t think so.” Nicholas stepped up next to his brother, a wicked look in his eyes. “I think she’s more of a bad girl. Our personal little whore.” His tongue glided over his bottom lip.

“Hmm. I think you’re right.” Aiden looked from his brother to me. “Do you agree with Nicholas?” he asked me.

I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. No matter how many times I’d been with these men, they still made me nervous as hell. I slowly nodded my head, earning a smile from both my princes.

“What does our little whore want, then?” Aiden asked me.

My eyes darted down to his thick cock, which twitched under my gaze. Then, I tore my eyes away to look at Nicholas’s, which was every bit as tantalizing as his brother’s. I tugged my bottom lip between my teeth. My mouth was practically salivating at the thought of Aiden’s cock in my mouth while Nicholas rammed his as deep as he could into my pussy.

“See, brother?” Nicholas said teasingly. “A little whore.”

His twin chuckled in response, and my breath caught in my throat when I looked up at them. They looked ready to devour me—to ruin me.

“Well, let’s give her what she wants then,” Aiden spoke, low and calm.

The brothers moved slowly, too slowly. I wiggled around, anticipating their touch, wishing they’d hurry up already.

“Be patient, Lilly,” Nicholas warned me, leaning profoundly close to my aching middle. “Be a good girl for us, okay?”

I nodded, happy to oblige, especially if it got me what I wanted—no, needed.

“Open your mouth, little one,” Aiden said as he straddled my chest, the head of his cock pointed at my lips. I barely got my lips parted before he thrusted forward, forcing my mouth wide.

Just as Aiden took my mouth, I felt Nicholas’s mouth on my clit. His tongue swirled and moved in ways I’d only ever imagined.

I pulled against both sets of restraints, but neither gave in. My wrists were singed again, and though it wasn’t too painful, it was a reminder to stop struggling.

I was completely at their mercy as Aiden used my mouth, and his brother made my whole body sing with undeniable pleasure. I tried moaning, but it was stifled by the cock filling my mouth. Aiden’s eyes grew hungrier as he fucked me harder. I wanted to beg for more, for release, but all I could do was lay there and take what my princes were giving me.

The pleasure from Nicholas’s mouth reached the tipping point, and just as I was about to fall over the edge of an orgasm, it all stopped.

Nicholas pulled away from me, and Aiden pulled out of my mouth. It was like they were in sync. They knew how close to get me, and they knew when to stop. They’d fucking edged me.

Aiden laughed, sensing my frustration, though my low, dissatisfied growl was a sure sign too. “Oh, don’t be mad, little one. You’ll reach that sweet release soon enough.” Aiden caressed my cheek sweetly, then got off the bed entirely.

Nicholas took his place.

“Wha––”

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