Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121146 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 606(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
“Yes,” she said and leaned over him to kiss him.
His lips were soft and yielding and he parted them as soon as she licked gently at the seam. Celia slipped her tongue into his mouth and found that he tasted warm and sweet, like some exotic candy she’d never tried before but found instantly addictive.
The Light Twin moaned softly as she explored him and Celia felt him stroking her hair with one big, gentle hand, as though urging her on. But he didn’t grab her or try to pull her down—he let her control the situation, which Celia found incredibly sexy for some reason.
She’d only meant to give him a brief kiss, but somehow it went on and on until she heard Fierce clear his throat behind her.
Reluctantly, she pulled away. Looking down at Hold, she saw that the Light Twin’s eyes were half-lidded and there was a definite tent in the thin silk of his sleep bottoms where his cock was standing at attention.
“Thank you, my lady,” he murmured, looking up at her. “I have wanted to kiss you for a long time—your mouth is so sweet.”
“Yours is too,” Celia murmured. “Um…sorry if I gave you a, uh, problem,” she added, nodding down at the bulge in his trousers.
“Mmm…it’s a good problem to have,” Hold murmured. “I don’t mind, my lady.” He reached down with one big hand and stroked himself casually through the thin silk. The gesture and the resulting pleasure she saw on his face made Celia feel hot and cold all over. God, she’d never cared about seeing men touch themselves before—why did this turn her on so much?
She didn’t have an answer. And then Hold caught her off guard by saying,
“Truth or Dare, my lady?”
“Oh, uh…Dare.” She felt safe picking the more risky option with the Light Twin. But then Hold surprised her by saying,
“I dare you to kiss my brother.”
Celia narrowed her eyes.
“Hey—are you two in on this? Did you agree to have me kiss each of you or something?”
Hold shook his head.
“No, I swear we’re not. It’s just that I know my brother hungers for you as much as I do. Are you afraid to kiss him?”
Celia looked up at the Dark Twin, who was still sitting on her other side. He’d been watching as she kissed Hold and hadn’t said a thing, though she could tell by the considerable bulge in his sleep trousers that what he had seen had affected him. Clearly the two of them actually liked watching, even if they weren’t participating.
“I’m not afraid,” she said—even though Fierce’s dark eyes were burning into hers and she could almost taste his hunger in the air. Dios—no man had ever looked at her like this before—with such naked and unbridled lust! It made her nipples tight and her pussy felt hot and swollen.
“Good, then come to me, lelka,” the Dark Twin growled. “But first—let Hold put his hand on your back.”
“What? Why?” Celia frowned.
“We’re Twin Kindred—it hurts us if we touch you alone,” Fierce explained.
“It’s kind of like a low-level shock—only mildly painful,” Hold said.
“What? But why didn’t you tell me I was hurting you when I kissed you?” Celia demanded.
“Because Hold is a little bit of what you humans call a ‘masochist’ and we call a ‘pain eater,’” Fierce answered for his brother. “He doesn’t mind a little pain with his pleasure. But me—I like to be able to concentrate on what I’m doing. So let him touch you while you kiss me—all right, lelka?”
“All right.” Celia reached for Hold’s hand and placed it on the small of her back. “There—all right?”
But Fierce shook his head.
“No—he has to be touching bare skin.” His eyes went half-lidded. “I would say that you should let him cup your breasts and tug your sweet nipples while we kiss, but since this is only our Holding Week, we’re not supposed to touch you there without clothing in the way.”
“It’s all right, my lady. How about this?” Hold sat up and slid his hand under her the thin silk shirt to rest on her hip, just above her ass.
Celia shivered at the sensuous feeling of his big, warm hand and fingers sliding over her body. Even though he wasn’t touching any “naughty parts” just having his hands on her felt good.
“All right,” she said, and turned to Fierce. “Come down here—you’re too tall to reach.”
The big warrior ducked down obligingly and before she knew it, Celia was wrapped in his arms as he kissed her passionately. He didn’t wait for her to come to him, as Hold had. Instead, he plundered her mouth, demanding entrance and—when she granted it—exploring her with his tongue as though he owned her.
The Dark Twin’s mouth was spicy and hot—his kisses almost seemed to burn her and yet Celia couldn’t make herself stop kissing him. His big hands roved restlessly up and down her sides, almost but not quite finding her breasts. And all the while she could feel Hold behind them, watching and getting pleasure from the sight of her kissing his brother.