Page 108 of The Twins
“Hell yeah.” Cillian reached up and tweaked my left nipple, pulled it to a point.
I arched my back and watched Finn building to orgasm. It didn’t take long and he roared out his release, his cum landing in ropes over my lower abdomen and stringing through my pubic hair.
I was shaking, my pussy quivering, and I feared for the survival of my heart it was beating so fast.
Finn tipped forward and cupped my face. He kissed me, passionately, hungrily, making me feel like he’d never get enough of me.
I clung to him, totally owned by both him and Cillian. I was theirs and I couldn’t imagine ever being with anyone else.
Not now.
“You enjoy that?” Finn murmured onto my lips.
“Yes.” I touched his cheek. “And Cillian is still…”
“I know, I’m still in you, but I’m going to pull out now,” Cillian said. “Take a deep breath, doll.”
I did, and he gently removed himself from my pussy, the thickness of his knuckles stretched my entrance and then he slid from me. Instantly, my pussy contracted and moisture gushed from me onto the sheet.
“Oh…I…”
“You came good and proper.” Cillian came up over me, alongside his brother. “And that was exactly what you deserved. You were brave today, coming to the fight.”
“I only want to be with you,” I said. “Wherever you are.”
“And we only want to be with you,” Cillian said.
“There’s no one else for us,” Finn added. “And there’s no one else for you. Any eejits who thinks they can take you from us…it won’t go well for them.”
“It would go decidedly downhill, rapidly,” Cillian whispered then kissed me, his long, strong body resting gently on mine as I came back to reality.
I melted into him, and my heart rate slowed, the hammering in my chest retreating.
Finn cupped my breasts then caressed my abdomen, spreading his cum on my flesh.
Cillian’s kisses trailed down my neck, and Finn took possession of my mouth, his lips letting me know that I was well and truly his.
Well and trulytheirs.
I sighed and thanked my lucky stars for the way the summer had turned out. I’d gone from being a workaholic with a stalker to a very satisfied, very adored woman with not just one man but two. And what was more, they were two badass hot Irish fighters who’d do anything…absolutely anything including killing…to protect me.
Yes, the twins being in my life and in my bed, had worked out very well indeed, and now I just needed to wonder about what other kinks they’d discover I had.
Bonus Chapter
Chelsea
A week previously…
“You get in the house and stay there,” Vince ordered as we walked up the steps to the grand front door of home.
“Stop telling me what to do, Vince. You’re my brother not my father.”
“Well, he’s not here, which puts me in charge.”
“Says who?” I unlocked the door and stepped into the vast, cool hallway.
“Says me.”
