“Besides, like it’s a hardship to have alone time with you,” Zev commented. “It’s not like we haven’t been working our tails off and needed our own downtime or anything.”
I laughed. “Well, that’s true. And you did bring me cereal.” I shook the colorful box beside me. “That’s always a good idea.”
“We took to stocking it in here, just in case,” Chann informed me with a grin. “Never knew when we would need to entice you into our lair.”
I snorted. “Your lair, is it?” I glanced around. The green and red of the walls was almost glaring, and the dichotomy of the mess on one side versus the cleanliness of the other and the beanbags we had piled in the center was enough to make me chuckle. “What super villain does that make you?”
“More like a dragon hoarding treasure,” Zev teased, nabbing me and pulling me onto his lap as I giggled.
“Nah, dragons hoard princesses, not treasure,” Chann argued, sliding from the bed before tugging me from his brother’s arms and nuzzling my throat.
I smacked the tops of their heads even as I laughed. “I’m not Stretch Armstrong, guys! You’ll break me yanking me back and forth like that.” A rumble worked up their chests, and I looked between two pairs of heated eyes as Zev scooted closer.
“Oh, I don’t know about that,” Chann murmured, tilting my chin up to brush a kiss over my lips.
“I think you’d get very used to be pushed and pulled between us,” Zev growled, turning my head to capture my lips with his. I shivered as the heat of their bodies rushed over me.
“Have you thought about that, Tinkerbell?” Chann asked, pressing a kiss below my ear and angling my head so Zev could kiss me deeper, sliding his tongue into my mouth to taste me. “What it would be like to be between us?”
Zev pulled his lips from mine, trailing his mouth down my throat, his hands going to my hips to help his twin balance me. “Have you, Poppy?” he whispered, his lips pressed against the tender skin of my neck. He pulled back, his eyes a brilliant green. “Tell me. Do you want to know what it’s like to be between us? To take us both at once?” Chann’s tongue teased the sensitive skin behind my ear before he sucked the lobe into his mouth and bit down lightly.
“Yes,” I panted, knowing he’d see the truth on my lips. Zev groaned, his mouth meeting mine as he pressed me back into Chann while he kissed me hard.
“So many different ways we could take you,” Chann whispered in my ear. “And I want to try every single one.” I groaned into Zev, leaning my forehead against his as he pulled away. I began to picture all the different ways my twins could take me at once. It seemed both Chann and Zev liked dirty talk, and I wasn’t about to complain because it seemed I loved it as well.
“I want to see you,” Zev told me, pulling back only long enough to slide my nightgown over my head, leaving me in just my panties. He murmured his approval as he filled his hands with my breasts, running his thumbs over my nipples and making me cry out.
“Goddess, she responds so well.” Chann leaned backwards, reclining me against his chest to watch Zev mold my breasts in his hands. His hands joined in, and I arched at the sensation of two pairs of hands, two different sets of movement, two different angles, nearly making me come as they both focused on me at once.
Zev chuckled, the sound husky as they drank in the way I thrashed beneath them. “Yeah, she does. Just wait until we get her between us. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Pixie?” he teased, sliding his hand down my stomach to toy with the bow perched at the top of my hipbone. “It’s just deciding which way to take you first. What have you dreamt of, Poppy? Whatever it is, we’ll give it to you.”
“Anything,” Chann whispered, leaning down to lick across my breast. “What have you fantasized about, my pretty Tinkerbell? Have you dreamt of us alone in your room? Have you touched yourself thinking of us? Of what you wanted us to do to you?”
Yes, my mind screamed, although I couldn’t get my mouth to form the words. I could only moan under the haze of arousal they were creating