Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 119846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 599(@200wpm)___ 479(@250wpm)___ 399(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 599(@200wpm)___ 479(@250wpm)___ 399(@300wpm)
Oh Dios…feels so intense…almost too much!
But it felt good too.
She moved slowly, fingers circling, hips shifting just a little, trying to ease the ache inside her without waking the two warriors on either side. Her other hand slid up to cup her breast and she gasped softly, her fingers finding her nipple and tugging gently. Oh, that felt amazing…
"Noelle?"
She froze.
Bright's voice was a low murmur, thick with sleep.
"Sweetheart, are you all right?"
Her hand jerked away from between her thighs and she smoothed her nightgown down with shaking fingers.
"Oh, uh, fine. I'm fine." Her voice came out breathless and guilty.
Could he tell what she was doing? Could Kindred see in the dark? Their eyes glowed in the dark like a cat’s and she knew they could see in the dark. Dios…
"Having another bad dream?" he asked gently.
"Um, no. Not at all," Noelle denied quickly. "I just… I'm still feeling kind of strange. I think maybe… maybe it has to do with the weird fertility treatment I had earlier,” she admitted.
"Hmm," Bright murmured thoughtfully. "I thought your scent smelled different."
"I smell different? How?" she asked, her heart suddenly pounding.
"You smell fucking hot, baby," Burn rumbled from behind her. His deep voice vibrated along her spine, dark and dangerous. Clearly, he was awake too.
"Burn just means your scent smells, well…" Bright began.
"Like you're going into heat," Burn finished.
Noelle's breath caught.
"It… it does? I mean, really?"
"Yeah, really, baby," Burn growled, his voice like a rough caress. "You're soaking through that pretty little nightgown, aren’t you? Don’t try to deny it—we can smell how badly you need it."
Noelle’s face burned. Dios, they could actually smell how hot she was! How horribly embarrassing.
The Light twin seemed to pick up on her feelings.
"Don’t be ashamed of what your body needs, sweetheart,” he murmured. “Is there anything we can do to help you?"
There was a long, weighted pause. Should she…probably not, but Noelle couldn’t help herself. Her body felt like it was on fire with need.
“Kiss me,” she whispered, turning to Bright. “And…and touch me. Both of you.”
"Mmm, we would love to do that for you, sweetheart," Bright murmured, his tone hungry.
He leaned over her and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was warm and sweet, lips parting gently, his tongue teasing hers. As they kissed, his hand slid up to cup her breast. He rolled her nipple gently between his fingers and Noelle moaned into his mouth, arching her back.
"So soft," Bright breathed, breaking the kiss. "Your skin is like silk. And Gods, you taste so sweet, my lady.”
He looked over her head at Burn.
"Taste her mouth," he murmured. "Our lady is delicious."
"Don't mind if I do," Burn growled. He bent over Noelle as well, claiming her lips with heat and hunger. His kiss was rougher than Bright’s—deeper and more commanding.
Noelle gasped as his tongue plundered her mouth and his big, callused hand took over her other breast.
He rolled and tugged her nipple between two thick fingers and she whimpered as lightning lanced through her body.
Then a hand slid between her thighs. Noelle wasn’t even sure whose it was…and she didn’t care either.
"Mmm," Bright murmured in her ear as his fingers parted her outer lips. "Your little pussy is so wet, sweetheart. So hot and swollen for us." As he spoke, he circled her clit slowly…gently.
Noelle arched her back, panting, her hips rocking into his hand.
"Fuck, feel how she moves when you touch her," Burn groaned. "So fucking hot!”
"Please…" Noelle gasped, writhing between them. "Please, I need…I need…"
"You need to come, sweetheart" Bright purred. "We can help with that, can’t we, Burn?"
"Gladly,” the Dark Twin growled. “And now it’s my turn to pet her sweet pussy.”
“Of course—you know I love to share with you.” Bright’s hand moved and Burn's big hand slid between her thighs.
Two thick fingers pushed deep inside her and Noelle cried out softly, her back arching as she spread her thighs, welcoming the Dark Twin in.
"Dios," she gasped, her voice trembling. "Please… please!"
"Shhh, baby," Burn rumbled. “It’s all right—just open for me.”
“Let Burn pet your soft little pussy, sweetheart,” Bright murmured from her other side. “Open up and let him in.”
“I’m…trying,” Noelle moaned. “His fingers are so…so big!”
"It’s just that you’re so little, baby—so tight and hot around my fingers,” Burn rumbled. “I can feel your needy little pussy clenching. Gods, you're soaked."
"She’s perfect," Bright murmured. And, pushing the hem of her negligee above her breasts, he bent and sucked her nipple into his mouth, laving it with his tongue.
Noelle moaned as sensation poured through her. Oh Dios, was this really happening? Was she really lying between the two huge warriors with her thighs spread wide and her nightgown pushed up to bare her breasts and pussy, opening herself to their fingers and mouths and tongues? Was this some vivid dream brought on by stress?