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 of me was thrilled by this type of cat and mouse thing we were doing, despite the nerves that made my stomach dance at the prospect of voicing any of the thoughts in my head.
Chann pounced onto the bed, and I yelped in surprise as he pinned me. I knew I could get away, that I was stronger than he was, but I didn’t want to. I wanted him over top of me, holding me down as Zev joined us, his eyes glowing green as he smirked down at me.
“You still want us, Tinkerbell?” Chann asked, licking up my throat.
“Yes,” I groaned.
“You like playing with us?” he questioned again, sinking his teeth lightly into my jaw.
“Yes,” I hissed, the silk of his boxers teasing against my sensitive skin.
“Then tell us what you’ve dreamt of us doing to you,” Zev ordered. I bit my lip, tilting my head. They wanted to play? Then we’d play.
“If I tell you, you’ll let me come?” I gasped out, as Chann’s fingers danced over me.
“Yes, Tinkerbell, over and over again,” he promised.
“I dreamed of you both touching me,” I told him, smirking in triumph before arching up in search of his fingers.
Zev laughed before leaning down to take my lips. “That’s one, Poppy. One to build you up, you won’t earn another that way.” His fingers joined Chann’s, even as his tongue stroked my own. I couldn’t tell whose were whose as they thrust into me, stretching me, and stroking my clit, fast and ruthless enough to shove me over the edge. I clutched onto Zev as they slipped their fingers from me.
“Tricky little thing,” Chann murmured, smiling. “But it’s our fault for not setting up the rules. The details, Tinkerbell.”
I hesitated, looking between them. I wanted to, but could I? Could I really tell them all the different ways I’d dreamt about them taking me? All of the downright dirty things I’d fantasized about them doing to me—not just the twins for that matter, but all of them?
“Anything.” Zev’s eyes glowed as though he could read every thought in my mind. “No secrets between us. Ever.”
Chann stroked a hand over my cheek, his eyes softening as he tilted my head. “Your turn to use your power, Pixie. No playing,” he warned. Nerves fluttered in my belly, and I swallowed hard but tugged at the heat inside of myself that would make my eyes glow the same emerald green as Zev’s. “We love you, both of us.”
“You own us both, heart and soul,” Zev added, reaching out to clasp my hand. “You never have to hide anything from us.” Tears built in the corners of my eyes, and they each reached out to brush them away as I let my power drop.
“Now, let’s play, Tinkerbell.” Chann chuckled, kissing me fast and hard, pressing his body against mine and rocking his hips to make me moan, leaving me breathless before he pulled back with a smirk.
“Not fair,” I gasped out.
“Oh, I can think of plenty of things that wouldn’t be fair,” Zev teased. “But since you’re new at this, we’re going to take it easy on you this time.”
I moaned out a laugh as Chann rocked against me again. “This is taking it easy?”
“Tinkerbell, this is very easy,” Chann murmured. “We have forever to play together, to learn each other’s limits. There’s no need to do everything the first time. We’ll work up to the big stuff.” He thrust two fingers into me, making me groan and rock against him, my eyes closing at the thought of what the big stuff could be.
“Eyes on us, Poppy,” Zev told me, stroking a hand down my throat. “I want to see what we do to you. I want to watch you get drunk on the pleasure we give you, want to see your eyes go blind when we make you scream for us.”
“You want us to help you this first time, Tinkerbell?” Chann offered. “Just this once, do you want us to share some of the things we’ve dreamt of doing to do you?”
“One free pass,” Zev added, leaning down to twine his tongue around my nipple, sucking hard as I gasped and clasped his head against me.
“Yes!” I was so close as Chann slid another finger inside of me, stretching me enough to make it burn, and then they both pulled away.
“I’ve imagined your mouth on me,” Zev growled, his eyes glued to my lips. “Those pretty lips wrapped tightly around my cock.” I swallowed a moan, feeling heat pool between my thighs at that idea. “Do you want me in your mouth, Pixie? Do you want to taste me?” His thumb ran over my lips, lifting my face to his.
“I want to taste you, Zev,” I admitted, sliding my tongue across his thumb. He groaned his approval, slipping it into my mouth for me to suck.
“Do you want Chann to fuck you while you suck me, Pixie?” he asked, his eyes so bright they burned. “Do you want to take one of us in your mouth and another inside that pretty pussy?” He slipped his finger from my lips, waiting for my answer.
“Yes,” I confessed, a blush staining my cheeks.
Chann groaned, sliding up to tangle his hand in my hair. “Have you thought of that?” he demanded now. “Touched yourself imagining the three of us that way?”
I groaned, tugging his mouth down to mine, unwilling to wait any longer. I nipped his lip, my eyes meeting his. “Yes,” I hissed. Growls met my ears, and the two flipped me with ease, spinning me as though I weighed nothing at all. I heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper being torn open as Chann slipped behind me, stroking a hand down my spine.
Zev tugged his boxers down, kicking them aside and slipping from the bed to stand beside it. The height was perfect, putting me at exactly the level I needed to reach him without straining. Hesitant, but aching for him, I reached out to wrap my hand around him, sliding my fingers over the moisture at the tip. “That’s it,” he encouraged with a groan.
Chann spread my thighs wide, and I yelped with surprise, nearly tumbling when I felt his tongue glide across me.
“Easy,” Zev murmured, balancing my shoulders. “He’s just making sure you’re nice and wet for us.”