Page 92 of Mated By Twilight

“My sweet mate,” he purred softly.

“This was a great bonding ceremony,” she smiled.

“Oh, you think we’re done?” He chuckled. “You’ve just shown how much you adore us. We need to do the same for you in turn. I think you need a full body massage. Does that sound nice?”

It did, but…

“Don’t you two ever get tired of catering to me like this?” She asked, blinking as Sollit stepped back into view, wet rag in hand.

“Psht!” He scoffed, wiping off her face gently. “Get tired of what we love most in this world? Is that even possible?”

Love…

Oh…

Was that what this strange new emotion was?

She closed her eyes, relaxing into their hold. Now contending with this new realization about her own emotions.

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They spent two days in absolute bliss. Taking turns loving and appreciating each other. Leah did feel it was very heavily one sided, but that might be because when it was her turn to have all the attention, both of them focused on her. And then, when she did try to focus on them, it somehow kept turning around to be focused on her anyway.

She tried to massage them the way they did her, but it was difficult. Though their scales were small and supple, they were pretty tough, and actually applying enough force to them to give an effective massage was hard. So, she just ended up kind of rubbing all over them, which got them excited, which ended with them fucking her again – although, at least, it was one-on-one whenever that happened, the other twin watching from the side of the bed with hungry eyes. She could only massage one of themat a time, and even when it turned sexy, the other didn’t want to interfere in his brother’s turn to receive her undivided attention.

Though, that didn't mean he didn't stroke himself to completion. And it certainly didn't mean he missed the chance to feed her his seed.

Whenever they came, one way or another, it was going inside her. And it did seem that Tillos did it the most in her womanhood, while Sollit was more interested in her mouth. She thought maybe it was a personal preference, until she caught Tillos kissing her lower belly, a hopeful gleam in his eye, and she remembered that they had planned for Tillos to breed her first. Because they wanted a girl.

It was about that time that she realized just how calculated these two were.

It was easy to miss when she was floating in a sea of pleasure, but they were planning out everything they did to her. And, it seemed, they had been for a while.

They spent some time during their bonding ceremony stretching her ass. By the end of the second day, it was no longer shocking when one of them pressed a finger up there, and the burning only happened by the addition of a third finger. They kept her fed and hydrated, even when she would have forgotten to do so herself. Similarly, they made sure to bring her to their privy to clean her up and let her relieve herself periodically. Everything was perfectly scheduled and timed so that she didn’t even start to neglect one of her bodily needs.

It was during one of these moments when she was by herself – because she wasnotgoing to poop in front of them, she didn't care about their arguments about it being natural and thembeing unconcerned about it – as she was washing her hands, that she caught sight of herself in the mirror.

And maybe it was because she was naked, and she wasn’t really used to looking at herself nude. Or maybe it was because she already expected to see something different because surely a woman couldn’t spend two days in absolute bliss without it showing on her face. Or maybe she had never really looked at herself since coming here.

But she wasn’t wearing makeup, she wasn’t dressed up, she wasn’t primped and polished. She was naked, hair down, as natural as she could get-

-and she was glowing.

Blinking, Leah walked closer to the standing mirror, looking at herself again. Seeing herself properly for probably the first time since she left home.

She was different.

Her hair had grown longer, brushing well past her shoulders now. Which seemed impossible. Surely, she hadn’t been here that long. But it had definitely grown out, and it was shinier, the blonde waves fuller, softer. Her skin was clear, her pores practically invisible. She couldn’t find a single mark or discoloration on her body – only the few freckles she already had, and she could swear they were brighter too. Her skin was positively luminous, even the few scars she had were fading like they had never been there in the first place. Her eyes seemed brighter as well, the formerly plain brown more honey gold now. They were slightly glassy, still foggy from the pleasure that continued to linger in her bones from these past few days, but they were still somehow clearer than she’d ever seen them.

But those were just the subtle changes. There were more obvious ones.

Her breasts had always sagged. Since she was young, she had seemed to just balloon up overnight, going from flat to back problems in what seemed like a snap. But they weren’t sagging now. They looked like they had been rejuvenated, dare she even say perky? Could breasts her size be perky?

She was still round and soft all over, but her body was glowing. She didn't look frumpy and fat, she looked cute and chubby. Even to her own eyes. It was like all the parts of her she didn't like were suddenly cute. Not changed, just… acceptable. And while she’d like to say it was because she had randomly and without any self-reflection suddenly developed body positivity, she couldn’t actually believe that to be true.

Therewassomething different…

Turning, she walked quickly to the door. As it slid open, she stepped out, looking between her guys.

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