Page 129 of Twinning and Sinning

“Yeah, it’s tradition,” Dax muttered. He fixed my hair, pecked my lips, and dragged me out the door. My body was flustered, and I was going to give them a piece of my mind until Clara stood outside the door waiting for us.

“You would think you would use a door a bit farther down,” she chided. “People are still coming out and could have heard you.” Her eyes narrowed.

“Sorry, mom,” they both pecked her on the cheek.

“It’s alright, just think. We still must be presentable.” Kane came walking up behind her, his hair a mess and pulling up the zipper of his ceremonial clothes. Dax and Dimitri snickered, mom turning around and slapping his arm playfully.

“Kane,” Clara hissed. He gave her puppy eyes and only hugged him around his waist. “Fine, let’s go.”

The ceremony was elegant and beautiful but once we arrived at the reception it was anything but. Loud music played, there was a DJ, strobe lights littered the floor and walls and food was in a large style buffet. My mouth hung open, not expecting it. Wouldn’t there be some elegant dancing or something?

“We like to party,” Dax yelled over the music. Ever since King Osirus threw a party for Melina so many years ago, this is just what we do. Everyone enjoys it and you can get wasted without people judging you so harshly.” I shook my head, laughing.

Bergarian was certainly a different place. You could be as modern as to have a house of your own with heat and air conditioning all supplied by the magical windmills the Witches help supply with a steady wind or live completely off-grid as they say on Earth.

Clara and Kane were grinding each other on the dance floor, not acting anything like the King and Queen they actually were. They were two people in love, holding each other and looking into each other’s eyes, all while rubbing their bodies. Osirus and Melina were in their own little world, sitting on the couch. Her hand was dangerously close to his package, and his fangs glistened in the light. Evelyn and her mate Kit, who was in his warrior attire, held his mate close eyeing the area for potential threats. Always working.

Melody and Marcus were nowhere to be found until later they came in disheveled. What is it with this family and closets?

My mates and I had danced for a while, our bodies covered in a sweat until I felt my core vibrate. I rumbled through me, touching places that only my mates have discovered. I moaned, my head leaning back on Dimitri as his hand cupped my breast. Dax’s hand cupped my pussy. “Feel that?” he growled.

There were no words, no comprehension of what he was saying. The vibration pulsed through me, radiating into my body. “Yeahhhh,” I dragged my words. My nipples could be seen through my dress as Dimitri pinched one harshly.

“It’s our present for you. Do you like it?” I moaned again, knees buckling.

“I just,” I stuttered. An orgasm fell through me. Luckily the music was loud, my voice cracked saying my mates’ names. “That didn’t take long.” Dimitri cocked his head to the side. My body heat soared through, pushing me into another orgasm.

“Touch me.” I pulled on Dax’s lapel on his jacket. “I need you both,” I whined. My pussy dripped, surely coating my silk dress. Dimitri’s nostrils flared.

“Oh, shit.”

Wolves approached, sniffing the air. “Heat,” Dimitri spoke to Dax quickly. His eyes darted around the room, seeing eyes watching me.

“Grab her, we are leaving.” Dax cleared the way, but they forgot to turn off the damn vibrator. Dimitri picked me up as my body stretched as another orgasm hit me. Heads turned, watching us leave.

“Surprise!” Suron jumped in front of Dax and took a picture with his phone. “I got the hang of this picture thing, yeah? Gonna send you all the pictures after the party!” Dax pushed Suron so hard, he fell into the chocolate fountain. Gasps and curses escaped several teenagers that were drinking punch.

“S-s-stop, Dax,” my hand went between my legs. It was throbbing. These orgasms weren’t enough. I needed their touch, I needed them to sate me. “What’s wrong with me?” my head turned to Dimitri.

“Heat, Seraphina, this is your actual heat.”

“It’s worse than last time,” my body built, my cavern wetting itself without stimulation.

“I know, but don’t worry, we will take care of you,” Dimitri nipped my ear as they raced out of the reception hall.

Chapter Sixty-Nine

Under the Moon

DimitriandDaxracedup the winding stairs outside of the ballroom. With each step, their mate moaned loudly, clutching to whatever she could find. Dimitri’s white shirt now wrinkled under her sweaty palms. Taking several passageways, they led her to the one room that they felt most comfortable in, the room that would be the farthest away from any unmated males that tried to smell her out.

Their room.

Before they left, they had each of their king-sized beds pushed together, knowing they wouldn’t be back until they found their mate. The room was made of dark blues and blacks, hints of silver adorning dresser drawers and picture frames.

Seraphina moaned again, looking at the bed. It was huge, enough for five people or more, but all she wanted was to feel the touch of her mates, not the distance of the bed. Another orgasm ripped through her, the vibrator still going off in her body. It suddenly slipped out, her wetness coating the small egg-like object.

“Please,” Seraphina whispered. Dimitri put down Seraphina, taking in her shaking form. Her claws extended, ready to rip off her own dress until Dax put down her fingers. “No, mom will kill us if you rip this dress,” Seraphina groaned, not caring about the repercussions.

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