Page 43 of Twinning and Sinning

Clearing my throat, Dimitri stopped lighting the candles.

"There is something I must tell you, brother." My tone turned serious, with that being a rare occasion; he furrowed his brows and stood up, blowing out the match. "Seraphina confided in me today. She says there is a chance she might not be able to have children."

Dimitri sighed heavily, throwing out the match. "What did you tell her?" I shrugged my shoulders.

"That it did not matter to me, that she was ours, and I would love her and accept her if she didn't give us pups when the time came. I would never give her up for something so petty." Dimitri nodded.

"I agree," his voice is somber.

"Are you sure? I know you have a soft spot for pups." Dimitri shook his head, pushing back his hair. He thinks he can hide his feelings from me, but we are brothers. We are connected by a brotherly bond, much more potent than any other sibling bond because we are identical twins. The sadness in his heart gripped me by the throat. Would he really be alright if Seraphina could not bear children?

"As much as I want them, Seraphina, our mate is what is more important." His mood became lighter. "If she wanted to adopt a pup, we can. If she wanted to try and receive help from mom, she can too." I shook my head while placing the broken flower stems in the trash.

"Mom may not be able to help. It is a long-standing problem in her body, Seraphina thinks. Mom can help those with fresh wounds internal injuries." Dimitri hummed and adjusted his swim trunks.

"Either way, I will never give her up," he stood determined. She was given to us by the goddess, and for her, I would give up everything." I embraced my brother. Usually, it is he to first show any emotion, but today was different. Clapping his back, I went to the pile of clothes and put on my swimsuit.

"Dear goddess, please don't tell me you are wearing that!" Dimitri covered his eyes.

"What, it shows off my best assets?"

"Hark the Harold Angel's Sing," Seraphina whispered while clutching the bottom of her shirt. She was delicious, and I was ready to sink my fangs in that pretty little neck. I can't, not yet. My decision was made. Dimitri and I were going to show her how much we love her. The bond may not be felt as strong to a human, so we must show her.

"We would like to pamper you," I clinked a few glasses. "Wash your feet and tell you how beautiful you are." Dimitri snorted at my words, but I knew what I was doing. He could laugh all he wanted. I hadn't forgotten our challenge, to see who she would fall in love with first.

"I-I don't have a swimsuit." Her eyes glanced down at my crotch, and the ginger cookie aroma wafted around the air. Biting my inner cheek from a moan, I felt my cock twitch and become tight in the speedo. The damn suit was going to cut the circulation off. Seraphina blushed and tried to hide her smile from us, but I knew she liked the idea of bathing with us. An excellent staring showdown occurred; she also looked at Dimitri, who was probably showing his lust for her as well.

"Are we," Seraphina cleared her throat, "going to be actually washing or…"

"Washing and pampering you, nothing else." Dimitri approached her, touching her cheek, she immediately leaned into it. "We want to show you how special you are to us." Seraphina bit down on both of her lips.

"I'll find something to wear; I'll meet you in a minute,” her voice went low.

That was the longest minute of my life. In fact, it was a good ten minutes before she arrived. We were lucky that we had the tub constantly heating. I thought of chucking my swimsuit a few times, but Dimitri reminded me that this was about her, not us.

Seraphina emerged behind the door, a light pink bra set with matching bikini-style underwear. It was such a pale pink it could have matched her skin tone. "Sorry," she whispered, closing the door. "I got nervous."

"No need to be nervous; we are just getting cleaned up," Dimitri stood up and helped Seraphina in the tub; a delightful moan left her lips while dunking her head under the steaming water. The rose petals clung to her body when she sat up.

Pulling her to my lap, it was decided to wash her hair. Her body leaned back into mine, massaging it with the flower-smelling soaps. Her hair was thick, long, and luscious. The thought of pulling on it and exposing her neck, kissing it softly down her chest, came to mind. Soon. A purr ran through me; a shudder left Seraphina's body.

Mm, responsive.

Dimitri pulled up one of her feet, poured massage oil on her feet, and began to rub. "That feels so good," her head was leaned entirely back on my shoulder, breasts above the water. I swear her pink nipples were showing through. This was a bad idea, I can't concentrate.

Dimitri's eyes flashed dark to his Wolf. Shit, he has to stay in control, or neither of us will. My hands went down to her shoulders, squeezing and kneading them; her skin prickled while the tingles ran through my body. How did dad do this with mom? He said he went slow with her since she was human.

"Guys?" Seraphina's ass rubbed against my shaft; I almost whimpered at the feeling. Her hands reached down to pet my thigh, her nails scratched me straight up to my hip.

"Yes, Seraphina?" Dimitri came closer to her; his hands were no longer on her feet or calf. They were between her thighs. So much for pampering.

Seraphina

Dimitri's massaging went straight to my inner thigh; this was supposed to be about pampering me and making me feel loved and special, right? I was feeling it, totally feeling it. I was feeling it so much, while Dimitri was trying to massage one foot, I took the other and touched his groin.

With them, everything felt wonderful. Their touch, looks of desire, their possessiveness in my protection made me feel wanted. For the first time in a long time, they made me feel safe. I was no longer looking behind my back, waiting for someone to hurt and take me back to my sperm donor. They wanted me; they wanted all of me. Big thighs and all.

I took a sharp intake of breath; Dimitri's hands were just there. Right there on the spot that only I have ever touched. No one else dared come close to it; did I dare want him to? I felt him earlier today, the warmth of his shaft as I held it in my hand.

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