Page 44 of Twinning and Sinning

Why am I reasoning with this? Who cares if it was fair, I wanted him and Dax too. The inner goddess in me wants to feel those tingles right at that place that I can't seem to get to go over the edge on my own. My eyes were half-closed, the steam rose on my lashes. They beaded so quickly; I swear it looked like I was crying, but I wasn't; I was in a haze of lust.

Dax' hands went down to my hips, my large hips, and gave me a squeeze. "I can't wait to have your thick thighs around my face," he growled.

Fudge.

A shudder ran through me; my underwear was floating away from my body. How the heck did that happen? I didn't push them down? A long claw came out of the water; Dimitri licked the moisture away like it was my own essence on it.

Gl-o-r-ia.

My breathing became erratic, my legs parted on their own accord, and I tried to pull Dimitri closer to me. I had become bold, bolder than I ever thought possible. The thought that Dimitri wouldn't touch me there because this was supposed to be a 'pampering session' hammered at my soul. I didn't want him to stop; I didn't want Dax to stop the gentle caresses on my ample ass. I wanted them to know that I really liked them.

My calves brushed up against Dimitri's butt cheeks, his lips parted, and a hand cupped my pussy with a splash of the swiftness of his movements. His hand was hotter than the steam flowing around us. My breasts rose out of the water, a hand snaked around my waist, and pulled me closer to Dax. "Can I?" Dax spoke into my shoulder, the sharp nicks of his teeth on my shoulder making my nipples pebble.

"Please," I breathed. Dax didn't waste time, his finger slipped under the middle of my bra in the front, and my breasts were completely exposed to the slightly cooler air. They floated above the water where my back was arched. The rumblings in their chests became louder, stared at by my wild animals.

Dimitri's scalding breath nipped at one nipple, Dax grabbed the other. One soft, one rough, and it was the perfect feeling of sugar and spice.

Dimitri's fingers moved my underwear to the side. His fingers danced around my core, feeling the wetness pool despite the water flowing around it. The slickness was filled with his finger and found my bundle of nerves. I jumped, not used to the pressure of someone else taking control. My hand went straight for his cock gripping it tightly. “Take mine off.” I heaved a breath. Moving his hands quickly, splashing more water on the floor he ripped my underwear with one quick swipe.

Grabbing Dimitri's dick, his finger traced my clit again. Jerking in response, Dax pushed my hips down on his cock. The boys had huge dicks, and more dirty thoughts ran through my mind. Could I take them both? I wanted them so much, a hunger that I wanted to savor. Was I clouded by a haze of lust since I had never had any sexual feelings of this magnitude?

Or was it our bond?

I just knew I didn't give a flying fuck.

Dimitri gently put a finger in my pussy. Slowly, gently he rubbed inside me at the extra tightness. My hips moved to the rhythm of his finger. Pushing him deeper inside me, I felt Dax’s hand slither down my hip. His finger, too, entered me, his being rougher. Both of my crazy mates were fingering me at the same time.

I moaned out both of their names; their biceps twitched, and the water sloshed in the tub; veins were protruding from their arms. Their poor necks were strained. My one hand still stroked Dimitri, so I moved my other hand back behind me to find Dax' rubbing his against my cheeks. I wasn't a lefty, but I would make sure that both of them were as satisfied as I was.

Gripping Dax, he hissed and buried his lips into my neck. Sucking, pulling at the skin while I rode harder on their fingers. Their fingers moved in sync with each other and hit a particular spot. I spasmed, screaming both of their names as a bite reached one of my nipples. Dimitri's mouth ripped from my breast and landed on top of mine to muffle the sound. It was too late. The scream echoed in the bathroom, and again the room was filled with heavy roars from Dax.

Dax palmed my breast, his breath tickling my nipples for them to pebble again. Dimitri soon followed his climax and bit my lip, almost drawing blood. It was the most erotic moment of my life, and I'd be a damn fool to think about ever giving these boys up.

All of us panted, sweating in a pool of rose-smelling water. The candles and floor were coated with water. Did we really get clean after all of this? Dimitri's head landed between my breasts; I cuddled him closer, soothing the side of his face. Dax pulled my face to his chest as well when I leaned back into him. I was the cream in this giant Oreo, and it was the perfect place to be.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Seraphina

Afteranotherroundof'just' cleaning, we all got dressed to go to dinner. This would be my first dinner with the entire pack in the packhouse. This dinner was in honor of Dax and Dimitri finding me, their mate. It was still a difficult concept to comprehend. That just looking at me, smelling me, they would know I was their soul mate. For me, it was their eyes. They say eyes are the windows to the soul and those electric blue ones had me drowning for their affection

I had given up all hope of fighting them. Why would any woman anyway? Two men come into your life saying you are their soul mate, and I am supposed to fight them off with a stick and say, "no way! I'm an independent woman?" That wasn't me, not anymore. It was scary in the beginning to think I was to be tied down to two men, but now I couldn't imagine anything else.

"Hello, love birds," Zoey cooed while her hand was wrapped around Trey's arm. Trey nodded in greeting when they both walked up.

"We need to have our girl talk," Zoey nudged, did an overelaborate wink, and nudge again. I snorted a bit, giggling like a schoolgirl until Dax grabbed my wrist.

"We need our mate," Dax pulled me back. "She can't go anywhere." I did my own version of a growl that got a few laughs from a nearby table.

"I'll be right here," standing on my tippy toes and giving him a peck.

"That table, right there," I pointed. Grabbing Zoey before anyone could protest, I led her to the small table in the corner. This was my chance; I needed to talk to her about Trey, if there really were feelings there and if she had any for Lonato. Before sitting down, Dimitri shot me a look. The look with squinty eyes and a slight shaking of the head. He didn't want me to say anything.

With an extra pout towards him, I frowned only to have his arms across his chest. I'll just pry a little then.

"I need details! I need to know how big and if you've done it yet. Obviously, you haven't been marked..." her hand went straight to my shoulder and ripped it to the side.

"Hey, stop that," I slapped her hand. "What are you doing?"

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