Accepting My Twin Mates

Chapter 40

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 40

CHAPTER 40 – SILENT TREATMENT?

Astennu

My skin tingled with warm fuzzies the moment reality blurred into shape. The scent of fragrant spicy vanilla tickled my nose, along with a pert pink and plump n****e. This was the sort of sight I wanted to be greeted with in the morning.

‘Might make a nice little wake-up call for our ammar too,’ Aasim stretched with a yawn in my mind, flashing me a quick but explicit image of what he wanted.

Badru and I had purposely teased her the previous morning, wanting to show Evie a taste and hint of how we could worship her. That, and I knew how pulling away would anger her, much to my brother’s glee. Her stormy blue irises were always prettiest when they blazed with rage. It wasn’t as though we hadn’t given her what she wanted; she wanted to stop, so we stopped.

What I hadn’t expected was payback and then some. When I said we wanted compensation for leaving us to deal with our mother alone, I thought I’d get a kiss out of it at the most. I hadn’t dared dream of being gifted my first blowjob; I figured she would have worked her way up, not dove right in.

This was why I had wanted to wait for my mate. No other woman’s touch would have compared to Evie’s.

She had given without asking for anything in return. I would have loved to have been her first, but I wanted to show her that no other man’s touch would ever mean the same as her mates’.

That plump n****e still tingled my lip, something so inviting, so tempting, too close to ignore, and I had yet to taste her sweet little fruits.

I nuzzled in between her breasts, savouring the feel of her silky skin against my face. Slowly tracing my tongue around her areola, I rolled her n****e between my teeth, earning a tiny sleepy moan from Evie’s throat. The sound’s effect was instant. My already rigid morning wood beginning to leak and rub its precum across the flesh of her thighs.

My wolf’s growl of delight rumbled from my chest, ‘f**k, she’s like the most perfect drop of vanilla.’

‘Look who’s turning impulsive,’ Badru teased sleepily, his hand spreading across Evie’s stomach and kissing into her neck. ‘Do you think she’ll shout at us again?’

I could physically feel his excitement at incurring our mate’s wrath.

‘Only if we leave the job half finished.’

Her body writhed between us slightly, responding to our touch. I kept my eyes focused on her fluttering lashes, waiting for the moment they snapped open. My brother’s hand descended, stroking her outer folds to wake her up. I sucked her n****e a little more harshly and Badru thrust against her from behind, trying our damndest to rouse her from her deep sleep.

Suddenly, she sucked in a sharp breath, her stormy eyes meeting mine and all trace of sleep vanishing in an instant.

‘Took you long enough,’ I grinned up at her, taking her other breast into my mouth in the same motion.

Words failed her as her head rolled back with whatever Badru was doing with her soft slit and clit. I joined him, reaching a hand down to circle her clit while he slowly fingered her. Barely awake and she was already heavenly slick and wet, ready for us. Her scent, thick with musky and heady spiced vanilla,

I could become drunk on it, more potent than I could have thought possible. Evie spread her legs for us, wide, allowing us unrestricted access to pleasure her as much as we could. Every inch of her insides were the hottest, softest flesh I could ever want.

The two of us alternated between her entrance and clit, not giving her a moment of rest. She clenched around my fingers, throwing her head back in a loud cry, my hand coated in her pleasure.

I released her n****e, taking in my handiwork. Little hickeys dotted her breasts and a large one lay on her neck from my brother. Last night, I hadn’t been able to watch her come undone, but I took in every second as her face contorted in ecstasy, coming down from her high.

‘Sabah el nour (morning),’ I captured her mouth, dancing my tongue with hers.

She hadn’t a chance to reply when I released her, her lips claimed by Badru. My lips travelled down to the other side of her neck, the site naturally drawing me in. I wanted my own little mark visible since my twin had his. I sucked on her skin with severity, soothing it immediately with a sweep of my tongue. Her moan was muffled, but it didn’t lessen the throb I felt in my c**k. If our time wasn’t in demand this morning, I would have attempted to push our luck, to ask if she wanted to go further. But we had training to lead, and soon. s**t, in less than thirty minutes!

“…Hey guys,” she whispered out in a laboured voice, still dizzy and shaking.

My twin seemed oblivious to any concept of time, going in to suck on his hickey again and massage her breasts.

‘Ru, we need to hustle and now.’

‘You go, I’ll keep Evie company,’ he twisted her n****e, making her gasp, her arousal flooding my senses again. ‘I’m sure you can concentrate on all those warriors and trackers feeling everything I’m doing to our mate.’

‘The f**k he is!’ Aasim glowered. NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

“Hell, is that the time!” Evie bolted upright, ripping from Badru’s hold and distracting both mine and my wolf’s irritation with her ample breasts jiggling in reaction. Goddess, how I wanted to motorboat her and shirk off my work.

But my father was working our mother round for us. He was giving up his duties to help Badru and me. We couldn’t repay him with irresponsibility.

“It’s ok, my nour el-ain, Aste said he’d handle everything while we fool around,” Badru, the cheeky fucker, knelt behind her, smirking at me as he nibbled on her shoulder.

“No, I f*****g didn’t, ahbil (asshole)!” I snapped, knowing full well he was saying it on purpose to bait me.

“You, calm down,” Evie playfully patted the top of my head like a pup. “I’m set on coming to training.”

“And you,” she smacked Badru on the back of his head. “Behave, and stop riling s**t up!”

He groaned at her slap, gripping her waist tighter. “That has the opposite effect you think it does.”

I reached down to Badru’s shirt discarded on the bedroom floor and threw it at his head, “get dressed and move. We need our gym clothes.”

“We’ll run and grab our things, then meet you out front and walk together,” I cupped her cheek, running my thumb over her soft skin. “It’s indoor training at the centre and it’s all defensive and subduing holds in human form.”

“Ok,” she slipped her arm around my neck to peck my lips and flashed me her genuine wide smile, the one that lit up her eyes. “And thank you for the wake-up alarm. Beats my cuckoo clock,” she nodded to the small birdhouse box with a clock face. “Although the little bird that pops out is quite cute.”

“If that’s what you like, I got something that can pop out for y-” my twin started, trying to spin her around into his embrace.

“What have I told you about being gross?!” She tugged his ear, wearing a little scowl, and I was sure I could practically see the love hearts pop in my brother’s eyes.

‘There goes our moron again,’ Aasim shook his head, sniggering.

‘Good job he likes it.’

Badru

I had gone to bed with a blowjob and woken up to pleasure my mate. If heaven existed, this was it. There wasn’t a chance in hell I was grabbing a quick shower before training. Evie’s thick scent laced my entire skin, her own mark upon me signalling I belonged to her, just as my hickey marked her as mine.

Just as I had wanted from the moment I knew Evie was our mate, we exited her room and walked out of the Omega wing, not giving a care if anyone saw us or knew why. The odd stare and faint whisper as we passed by the early morning staff and wolves confirmed the gossip had spread. I hoped none would be stupid enough to harass Evie. It would take a rather insane level of either brave or idiotic to think a pair of Alphas wouldn’t retaliate against any slight made to their mate.

The training today could be the perfect introduction to showcase her skill. She was a warrior, through and through; her spirit told me just as much. And the prospect of getting to spar with her, one-on-one, had my step quickening to get to our session.

‘Do you think she’ll pin us?’ Baniti ran in excited circles in my mind, his tail a blur as it wagged.

‘Or what about a tight neck hold?’ I added.

‘…With her thighs,’ he drooled.

A shiver of primed anticipation ran down both our spines and my d**k began twitching with a life of its own.

‘Would you cool it?’ Astennu shoved my side, glaring daggers. ‘You’re giving me second-hand situations here.’

The scent of breakfast cooking wafted through the entrance hallway of our home. We quickly removed our shoes before wandering into the kitchen to see our mother stood cooking at the hob and our dad pouring coffee from a Moka pot. We didn’t have time to eat, even though our stomachs protested, but given our mother’s sour mood yesterday, we couldn’t walk on by and not try to talk to her.

“Morning mom,” my brother tried to greet.

She looked up as though she hadn’t known we were there till Astennu had spoken. Our dad greeted us with a warm smile, a gesture not mirrored in our mother. Her eyes narrowed, taking in our just-rolled- out-of-bed appearance and the same clothes we had worn yesterday. Her nose twitched, scenting Evie’s smell all over us. She snuffed loudly and went back to ignoring us.

“You’re seriously not going to say anything?” I held back a thinly contained growl.

Astennu threw his hands up in the air, losing his patience; a hard task to accomplish, given I was his twin. “I don’t have the time or the energy for this. We’re late enough as it is.”

“You were never late before, and now, she has you all distracted from your duties,” she snapped.

“That’s not fair, moon blossom,” our dad cooed, interrupting the blood vessel both Astennu and I wanted to pop. “When I met you, all my work went out of the window for months.”

Our mother huffed, as did Astennu, storming off upstairs and leaving me trapped in the middle of this awkward soup.

“You can disapprove all you want,” I stared my mother down. “Evie isn’t going anywhere.”

I absconded to my own room to quickly brush my teeth, tie my hair back and change into some workout attire, grabbing a coat for the short walk to the training centre as well as a hoodie I wanted Evie to have. I sensed my dad’s approach before I even opened the door. He stood at the frame, hand raised and poised to knock, with three wrapped items in his hand.

“It’s some breakfast quesadillas; bacon, avocado and scrambled egg,” he waved the foil parcels. “I’m going to try and take your mother out today, ease her mind off things.”

Astennu’s door ripped open violently, his aura flickering for a brief second. “Don’t think we haven’t noticed you haven’t said a damn word about us finding our mate.”

“Aste, I didn’t come up here to fight. And I am happy for you both… that you found your mate.”

“You’re just not happy it’s Evie,” I filled in what he was leaving out.

“She was unexpected, that’s all.”

I found myself wanting to give my father the benefit of the doubt, but I could tell my twin was far from it. I wasn’t used to being the reasonable and diplomatic one. That was Astennu’s wheelhouse.

“Here, take these,” our dad pushed the wrapped quesadillas into my brother’s hands instead of mine, as a peace offering. “There’s one for Evie too.”

“Thanks,” he mumbled, accepting the breakfast.

“I’ll let you get to training,” our dad was about to move off.

“Can you take over our duties tomorrow?” Astennu called out behind him.

“Sure,” he answered simply, not asking anymore, and headed off back downstairs.

‘What’re you scheming?’ I mind-linked as we headed out the front door.

‘Thinking of a little walk by the lakes. Let Evie pick out a spot she wants for our home,’ a huge grin overtook his face, nodding in the direction in front of us to our stunning mate dressed in deep blue tight leggings that hugged her ass like a second skin. All of his dower mood dissolved with a single glance at our mate.

While her workout fleece fitted her figure perfectly, my hoodie would look even better, draping her in my scent. I caught how she had gathered her hair up in a high ponytail, showing off the hickies on her neck. She hadn’t attempted to hide them and, by the way she had rolled her collar down, she was purposely displaying them. A smirk tugged at my lips at the sight and my baggy shorts didn’t feel as roomy all of a sudden.

“Some breakfast if you want it?” Astennu’s voice was strained, dealing with the same issues I was.

“Thanks,” she happily took it, opening it up without hesitation. “Your mom still raging or has a miracle been granted?”

“We’re getting the silent treatment,” I sighed.

“Now I see where someone gets their certain flare from,” she smirked, looking directly at me.

“Huh?” I did a double-take. What ‘flare’?

“I’m calling you a melodramatic nugget,” she patted my cheek, calmly eating her sandwich. “Luckily, it’s cute on you.”

Don’t tell me she was going to start calling me a ‘drama llama’ too!

‘Are you deaf?!’ Baniti exclaimed, leaping for joy. ‘She called us cute!’