A small, devilish grin slowly etches its way across my lips; as I haughtily gloat to him…
I thought you said you weren’t going to partake in tonight’s sexual antics. That you were going to keep me ‘flaccid as a ninety-year-old eunuch’, I believe it was?
“Yeah, yeah. … You were right; how can I ever possibly pass up on these two, prime pieces of sweet meat.”
Welcome back; my friend.
“Don’t go getting too cocky … I still want our mate.”
Can we please not talk about that pathetic creature, now. I don’t want my dick to really go limp by inadvertently picturing her in my mind.
“If you insist … I’ll drop it; for now.”
Good; I’m glad to see we’re finally on the same page. Now; let’s get to work, and have us some well deserved fun.
The twins start to seductively saunter their way over towards me; and, I obligingly meet them halfway. I take a whiff of the first twin’s hair … it smells like strawberries and cream…
“Raina.”
She nods. … I take a whiff of the second twin’s hair…
“Mmm; peaches and cream … that would make you, Rhiana.”
I wrap an arm around each of their waists, and lift them up and carry them over to the bed; then, I carefully seat them on the edge of the mattress.
“My beauties … you wouldn’t mind if I pass up on showering, and get down to the business at hand; would you?”
They briefly look to each other, and coquettishly smile; then, they work together to unfasten my belt and pants … and finally, pull my pants and underwear down to around my ankles. Next … without having to give them any direction … Raina spits onto her palm; then, wraps her hand around my hardened dick, and starts to slowly stroke it. Meanwhile, Rhiana cups my balls in one of her hands; then, begins to gently squeeze and fondle them.
It’s apparent that these girls are well-versed when it comes to this; they’re definitely not virgins … in fact; far from it. I can see that there’s no need to guide them through it; so, I might as well do my part.
I reach my hands down in between their seemingly glistening inner-thighs, and discover that both of their pussies are already sopping wet. … I’ve should of realized this; considering that I can smell an abundance of sexual pheromones swirling about in the air around them. … As a matter of fact, they’re so wet, that I easily insert three fingers past each of their loose, throbbing pussy lips; and, proceed to thrust my probing digits deep up into them.
Raina continues stroking my fully erect dick, as she starts licking the swelling tip of it; while, Rhiana squeezes my balls even tighter, as she leans around behind me to lick my asshole.
This goes on for about twenty minutes, or so; with the libidinous twins taking turns alternating between the two tasks. All the time, they’ve been cumming virtually non-stop; having their crotches and asses becoming soaking wet from sitting in a pooling of their viscous discharge.
I find myself no longer be able to hold back the urge to shoot out my building up wad. So … being partial to the smell of peaches and cream … I push Rhiana back further on the bed; grasp hold of her ankles, and quickly raise her legs up in the air while spreading them wide apart; and, pounce on top of her, while shoving my throbbing dick into her sopping, pulsating pussy … and, explosively cum inside her.
Suddenly; I hear Raina shriek out…
“What are you doing … you didn’t put on a condom, yet. Get your cock out of my sister before you get her pregnant!”
I continue thrusting my dick deep up into Rhiana’s pussy; squirting out cum every time her vaginal walls tightly contract with each thrust. I angrily glare at Raina; and furiously growl…
“Shut your trap, and mind your own business; you annoying wolf-bitch! If I get your sister pregnant; I’ll rip the fetus out of her uterus, myself!”
“Get off of her; you fuck!”
Rhiana moans out, “Ooo … yeah. … Raina; don’t worry about it … mmm … this feels so good.”
Raina concernedly whines, “But … Rhi?”
Back in Rainier Pack Territory…
**Pomona’s POV**
Dad’s fuming; erratically pacing to and fro by the front door … as much as they clash, both he and Bellona sure do share a heck of a lot of similarities in their behavior; especially when they’re in an agitated state … waiting for Helena, or even more so the twins, to return. He glares at Bellona; and, angrily asks…
“You did mind-link your sister, and told her to come home like I told you to; didn’t you?”
Bellona rolls her eyes; and huffs, “Yeah … even though I still don’t understand why you couldn’t do it yourself. You are capable of mind-linking, too; right?”
Dad snaps back at her, “What was that?! Are you sassing me, right now?”
“No … but, what I am saying is that you’ve already asked me about half a dozen times within the past fifteen minutes, if I mind-linked Helena. If you didn’t think that I wouldn’t mind-link her when you asked me to; you should’ve done it your damn self.”
“You better watch that attitude of yours; Bellona. I don’t know what’s got you in such a foul mood; but, you need to…”
Bellona curtly cuts him off…
“I don’t need to do anything. It’s you and Alpha Gordon that need to put your foot down with those Stratus Pack bastards; who think it’s okay to trespass into our territory whenever they feel like it. I’m getting sick and tired of having to track them down every time they sneak into our territory.”
Dad goes on the defensive…