for me. Zev’s green eyes were on mine as he grinned, wild and wicked, and shredded my panties. I gasped at the sudden action, only held in place by Chann’s hands. They stared at me, unashamed, both groaning as they looked their fill.
Zev’s hands stroked my thighs as he leaned forward, licking from my stomach to my ribcage. “Mmm,” he hummed. He rested his chin on my stomach, staring up at me. “You still haven’t answered us.” His eyes were glowing green, that wicked smirk gracing his lips. “Have you dreamt of us?”
“You-you want to talk now?” I snapped out.
They both laughed, the husky sounds causing goosebumps to roll over my skin. “Oh, yes. We want to talk,” Chann growled, sucking lightly at my neck. “We want to know what you like every step of the way. What you want. What you dream of. And then, we’re going to give it to you.”
“Until you beg and scream and come for us so hard you won’t know where you end and we begin,” Zev whispered, his tongue tracing the bottom swell of my breast, making me shiver. “And when you think you can’t take any more, you’ll come for us again.”
“So tell us, Tinkerbell. Did you dream of us taking you?” Chann rolled my nipples between his fingers as he sank his teeth lightly into my shoulder.
“Yes!” I cried out as he licked over the bite, shuddering at the pleasure he created.
Zev’s fingers teased over me, tracing the wetness that already soaked my thighs. “What did you dream of, Pixie, hm? How do you want us to take you?” Heat stained my cheeks as he slid one finger inside me, pumping it slowly in then out, and I groaned, closing my eyes. I was so close already. He stilled, and my eyes shot open, looking down at him as he smirked at me.
“He’ll let you come for us, Tinkerbell, as soon as you answer him,” Chann informed me, nipping my ear. His hands squeezed my breasts, molding and shaping them before pinching and rolling my nipples. I bucked, needing more, but Zev was just out of my reach.
“Zev, please,” I begged, before biting my lip.
“Mmm, I like that,” he purred, licking my thigh lightly. “So sweet. Just one little answer, that’s all it’ll take.” He grabbed my hand, sliding it between my thighs, and I groaned at the contact. It was just shy of where I needed it as he brushed it against me, then into me, but only for a moment, not enough to get me where I needed to be. “I think Chann deserves a taste too, don’t you, brother?” He winked at me as I blushed. Chann grabbed my wrist and lifted it to his mouth as he slid my finger between his lips, sucking hard and swirling his tongue to get every drop as he groaned.
“My new favorite flavor,” he growled when he slipped my finger from his mouth. “I could feast on you, Tinkerbell, for hours if you beg me. But you will beg first.”
Zev traced my hip then glided down my thigh in a dizzying pattern as I angled my head, searching for Chann’s mouth, trying to drag his lips to mine. Zev thrust his fingers inside me, making me cry out as my back arched off of Chann, before he pulled away again. “Not yet,” he teased, his eyes still glowing, even as he licked his fingers. “You will answer me, Poppy. We have all night.” His fingers traced my thigh again, and I whimpered.
“I don’t know!”
“Liar.” He grinned, reaching down to scoop me from his brother’s lap before tossing me onto the bed. I scrambled to my hands and knees, my hair falling into my eyes as they faced me, wearing matching smirks on their lips.
As if they were in a mental link, the pair moved in perfect unison, reaching back to tug their shirts over their heads and drop them to the floor, leaving their pajama pants slung low on their hips to expose the deep lines of their muscles. They were slender, built like swimmers with defined physiques and golden skin. Still in unison, the striptease continued as they kicked their sweatpants away, leaving behind boxers in red and green as they prowled toward the bed.
I squirmed under their gazes and color flushed my cheeks. My nipples were hard, my thighs wet, and my hands ached to touch them. I had no idea how to play this game, but some part