Another tearing sound filled the room, and I barely had time to gasp as my shredded bra hit the ground. Kieran ravaged me with his lips, tongue, and teeth, licking and nipping at my skin as he traveled lower. Each touch ignited an inescapable heat, torturing me with a slow intensity that drove me insane. My body throbbed painfully, my wetness coating my inner thighs, as he devoured me with an agonizing slowness.
“We should have saved ourselves for you,” Kieran grunted, looking up at me with softened eyes. “I can’t take it back, but I can promise you something. No one else will come after you. No one else will ever compare.”
Our lips met in a rough clash, and I eagerly let his tongue slide into my mouth. My fingers twitched with the urge to touch him, to pull him closer. I would never tire of this, of the twins and their burning touches. Kieran’s eyes darkened as they took in my exposed breasts, my nipples hardened from the cool air in the room. His lips clasped over one of my nipples, the pad of his tongue roughly raking across the sensitive flesh. As his teeth scraped against it, a sound of impatient fury tore through my lips.
Despite the torment on my face, Kieran chuckled and moved back up my body until his lips were inches from my own. Slowly, he removed the hand that restrained my arms. I flexed my fingers, ready to thread them through his hair when he stopped me.
“Keep them up there, sweetheart,” Kieran murmured, his lips turning up in a purely male smirk. “I’m going to take my time with you, and you’re going to deal with it. I’ll have Ethan hold you down if I must.”
Kieran’s head tipped towards the other side of the room, but his eyes remained on me. My head snapped over in that direction, my face heating as I locked eyes with Ethan. He was sitting in an armchair against the wall, watching us with dark eyes. The tent pitched in his sweatpants was unmistakable. He leaned back in the chair, his lips twisted into an amused grin. He had been watching us the entire time, I realized.
I wasn’t sure which turned me on more: Kieran’s hot mouth traveling my body or the fact that his twin brother was so clearly aroused from watching us.
“Please, Ethan,” I whimpered, unable to keep the whine from my voice. My breaths were growing heavy, just as the pressure between my legs intensified. Kieran knew how much I needed this, how much I needed them both. He was toying with me, tugging at the mate-bond to bring me unimaginable pleasure. The fact that the pleasure was coupled with the slightest pain only made it that much more alluring. If it weren’t for Kieran’s heavy body on top of mine, I would have already moved to flip us over. All my self-consciousness flew out the window, replaced by blissful desperation.
“Don’t beg my brother; he won’t help you,” Kieran murmured, his fingers trailing down to my silky underwear. “He’s going to sit there and watch as I make you scream, Sophia. Only after I taste you, will he get a turn.”
Even as I braced for the inevitable shredding of my panties, I shivered against the cold air that lapped at my wet skin. Both Kieran and Ethan’s eyes were drawn to the slickness between my legs, their gazes turning downright feral as they devoured me with their eyes. Kieran’s hand drifted lower, cupping my soft flesh. A deep growl echoed through his chest as my wetness glistened on his palm.
“Look how ready she is for us, brother,” Kieran snarled, grazing his fingers along my slit.
Kieran pushed my legs open even farther, giving Ethan an unobstructed view of my glistening pussy. Ethan let out a low growl of satisfaction, his eyes locked onto the sweet spot between my thighs. As Kieran trailed farther down my body, he gave me one last firm look.
“Remember, keep your hands to yourself,” he murmured, his eyes glinting with a predatory light. “Let us hear your pretty little screams.”
As Kieran’s breath fanned over my pussy, I clenched my fists together to keep them in place. His tongue darted out, slipping between my slick folds. The initial pleasure coaxed a thick gasp from my lips, which Kieran and Ethan devoured immediately. Kieran’s heavy groans vibrated across my skin as he lapped at me, sucking my small bundle of nerves between his teeth. There was nothing slow or sensual about the way Kieran devoured my pussy. His licks and nips were frantic, soaked with impatient desire.
“How does she taste, brother?” Ethan murmured from across the room. He leaned forward in his seat, his hand grazing the hard shaft in his sweatpants.
“Sweet, like honeydew,” Kieran answered briefly before his tongue slipped back into my folds.
“Oh-don’t stop!” The words left my mouth in desperation, the incredible pressure reaching its limit. “Please, don’t stop!”
My entire body went taut; my hands curled in Kieran’s thick hair. He pried my fingers off easily, looking up at me with a satisfied smirk. My juices glistened around his lips, and I watched in stunned silence as Kieran’s tongue darted out to taste me on his skin.
“Naughty mate,” Kieran tsked, shaking his head. “I thought I told you to keep your hands to yourself.”
“I want-I want to feel you,” I whimpered, my fingers flexing under his tight grip.
“You’ll feel me alright, sweetheart. But you won’t come until I say,” Kieran murmured, moving his way up my body.
He slipped his clothes off in seconds, and my body burned and ached for his touch. His lips clashed against mine, his tongue delving into my mouth with unforgiving thrusts. His musky taste was mixed with my own, creating something deliciously new. One of his large fingers toyed at my entrance before sinking deep inside me. I moaned against his lips, my hips writhing as his finger continued darting in my pussy.
My fingers clawed at every inch of bare skin, my nails raking over Kieran’s muscles eagerly. I couldn’t get enough of him, enough of his touch, scent, and taste. The only thing that could make this better was Ethan. I needed him too, then it would all be complete. In the midst of my pleasure-filled haze, I turned my eyes to Ethan. He was breathing heavily as he sat in the armchair, watching me with hooded eyes. His hand pressed against the lump in his pants, stroking it softly.
Before I knew what happened, Kieran removed his finger and pressed the thick head of his cock against my entrance. In the back of my mind, I knew this would hurt. I looked down at his length and shuddered at the girth of it. Even the prospect of pain couldn’t wipe the blatant need from my eyes. I would endure it all if it meant having his hands on my body, his lips against my neck, and his cock deep inside me. The pain was a mere afterthought.
“Ethan,” I whimpered, extending a hand toward him.
I needed them both, in any way I could get them. Ethan’s eyes darkened, and he lifted himself from the chair with practiced restraint. As he slid onto the bed, he propped himself beside me. His face was close to my own, mere inches away from where his brother nipped at my neck.
“Let me distract you, doll,” Ethan smirked, his thumb running over my lower lip. “It’s going to hurt when you take Kieran’s cock, but it’ll be worth it in the end. Then, it’ll be my turn to feel you squirm around me.”
As Kieran slid the head of his cock inside me, a gasp tore from my throat. Ethan’s lips muffled the sound, devouring the pleasure and pain that echoed through me. His fingers roamed down my body, settling on the bundle of nerves between my legs. The rough pad of his finger circled it, alternating in pressure and speed. I moaned deep in his mouth and bucked my hips against his fingers, hissing as Kieran’s cock slid in further.
“Fuck, sweetheart,” Kieran groaned, the sound sending vibrations down my neck. Some of his words were incoherent, spurred on by pleasure so intense it blocked out everything else. “So fucking tight.”
He lifted his head and looked down between my legs, watching as his brother continued teasing my clit. Having four hands on me was something I never thought I’d experience. Not a single part of my body went untouched, not a single inch of skin hadn’t been tasted or nipped. My body was drowning in the sensations, unable to make sense of it all. I was drunk on the pleasure of their touches and the husky sounds that left their lips. Their emotions mixed with my own until I couldn’t tell what belonged to who.